Mommy, the wealthy daddy has come to propose again.

"Second uncle, I think your aesthetics are very high-end. Every painting you draw, even if it is not very colorful, can still shock my vision... It's great, I give you a thumbs up!"

Lan Shining studied in the best aristocratic bilingual kindergarten in the country. The education he received since he was a child was top-notch. The vocabulary he instilled was much higher than that of ordinary people. He had extraordinary conversation at a young age, and his behavior was more like that of his father Lan Qichen. A little bit of style.

Gong Ming was so praised that all the men in the Gong family studied finance.

However, he did not agree with his elders and insisted on studying art, which was tantamount to giving up the inheritance of the family business, so few people would praise his paintings so much.

Regarding this second son's life choice, Gong Chenxuan only felt that it was impossible to make steel out of iron, and the company's hope had to be pinned on the eldest son, Gong Yu.

"Kid, I didn't realize it. You're not very old, but you have pretty good eyesight. You're quite sharp!"

Bai Ning watched the little guy chatting happily with his second uncle from a distance. A helpless smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he secretly laughed at himself: "Oh, I am so useless, I can't even compare to the adaptability of a child..."

Perhaps it is because Lan Shining is young and does not have a particularly deep understanding of family relationships that he can integrate so quickly.

The child is simple-minded and will only be happy for her when she hears that her mother has found her real family. As for what her mother is thinking, a little kid who is only six years old cannot guess.

Suddenly, there was a warm feeling on his back. Lan Qichen took off his coat and put it on Bai Ning's body.

His voice was low and magnetic, and he said with concern: "It's cold at night, don't freeze."

He took her hand and couldn't help but frown: "Why are your hands so cold?"

The moment he touched Bai Ning's fingertips, it was as cold as touching cold water.

Her fingernails were slightly purple, her face was pale, and her lips had lost color. It looked like she had caught a cold.

"I am fine."

Bai Ning wanted to withdraw his hand, but Lan Qichen held on tightly.

"If it's cold, go inside. Although this welcome banquet is specially prepared for you, if you feel uncomfortable, it's okay to leave early. We don't have to compromise."

Lan Qichen held Bai Ning's hands, put them to his mouth and breathed to warm them. His eyes were so gentle that he was drowning, treating her like a treasure.

Bai Ning felt warm in his heart, and his eyes suddenly became moist.

There were so many people at the banquet, everyone was smiling and saying congratulations to Miss Gong for returning home, but only Lan Qichen really cared about her.

"It's okay. As you said, this is a welcome banquet specially prepared for me by grandpa. I am the protagonist today. If I leave early, what a bad impact it will have!"

Bai Ning lowered his head, pursed his lips, and held back the tears that surged into his eyes.

She couldn't cry, couldn't let him see her vulnerable side.

Originally, it should be a very happy thing to find her family, but the Gong family is rich, charming, and affectionate. The strangeness of twenty-eight years is an insurmountable gap, and she cannot accept the reality in a short time.

"Don't be afraid, I will always be here."

Lan Qichen said: "Fool, I know what you are worried about. You are afraid of leaving a bad first impression on the Gong family, right?"

Bai Ning lowered his eyes and said nothing, acquiescing.

Lan Qichen hugged her gently, rested his chin on her head, and said softly: "The first impression is important, and it's true that my little baby cares about this, but you have to know that impressions are for others to see. I just want you to be happy, that’s more important than anything else.”

She was the only one in his eyes and heart.

No matter what others do, he just wants her to be happy.

Such naked preference is better than unfamiliar family affection.

Bai Ning couldn't help but blush again.

At this time, Shen Ruxue came to the two of them with elegant steps, holding an exquisite jade box in her hand.

"Ning Ning, mom has something to say to you."

Bai Ning hurriedly left Lan Qichen's arms, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, sniffed, and adjusted his mood to avoid being caught.