The flowers in the factory of rebirth are too fierce

All of this was planned in advance by Ms. Cang. In order to achieve her goal, she had taken folic acid for three months in advance, calculated the date, and took ovulation-stimulating drugs during her dangerous period to increase the probability of conception.

Moreover, Aoi Lan believed that under her tender offensive, Lin Zhiyuan would definitely agree to her.

Sure enough, everything went perfectly as planned.

Three days later, Teacher Cang ended his trip to western Jiangxi with satisfaction and returned to Shanghai.

After Teacher Cang left, Lin Zhiyuan felt very guilty. Even his busy work could not offset this growing sense of guilt.

So he called Yao Ye and said, "I miss you and Ping An. I am in western Jiangxi now. If you have time, you can come here to travel and let me see you and the children."

When Yao Ye received the call from Lin Zhiyuan, she was ecstatic. She packed up her things and brought Ping An, Sister Hong and the nanny from Hong Kong Island to western Jiangxi.

The hotel they chose was still the Kerry Hotel, because there were not many high-end hotels in Hongdu at that time.

In the hotel room, Lin Zhiyuan met his son whom he hadn't seen for a long time. Little Ping An was already three and a half years old and spoke fluent Cantonese.

When he saw Lin Zhiyuan, he blinked his big eyes, his eyes full of surprise.

Because the man in front of me is the father in the photo.

One day, he came home from kindergarten and asked his mother why he didn’t have a father while other children had fathers. His mother, with tears in her eyes, took out the photo album, pointed at the person in the photo and said, “You have a father too. This person is your father. It’s just that your father is busy with work and cannot live with us. When you grow up, your father will come back to see you.”

From that day on, Xiao Ping'an looked forward to growing up every day. He naively thought that only by growing up quickly could he see his father.

But when he really saw his father, Ping An was still timid.

Looking at his son hiding behind Yao Ye and sticking his head out to secretly look at him, Lin Zhiyuan felt as if his heart was blocked by something.

He squatted down, trying his best to put on his gentlest smile, and took out a bag of toys and snacks from his backpack, which he had prepared a few days ago.

"Ping An, Daddy bought you some gifts, but I don't know if you like them? Do you want to see them?"

Yao Ye gently touched his son's head, "Don't you always say you want to see daddy? Now that you've seen daddy, why are you still timid? Look, daddy hasn't forgotten you, he bought you so many good things as gifts."

Encouraged by his mother, Xiao Ping'an became bolder. He took two steps forward and tried hard to look at the gift in Lin Zhiyuan's hand.

Lin Zhiyuan took out a bar of chocolate and said, "Pingfan, do you like chocolate? Here are some Transformers, potato chips, and a toy gun. I bought them all for you."

Yao Ye looked at the chocolate in Lin Zhiyuan's hand, wanting to say something but stopping herself. She originally didn't allow her son to eat sweets, but today she had to make an exception.

Xiao Ping'an finally walked up to Lin Zhiyuan, took the chocolate and Transformers, and after observing for such a long time, Xiao Ping'an was sure that the man in front of him should love her.

Soon, Lin Zhiyuan sat on the carpet holding his son and started playing with toys.

Yao Ye looked at the warm scene in front of him and turned around.

This was the scene she had always dreamed of, but it was a pity that this warmth was too short-lived.

Half an hour later, Xiao Ping'an had become very close to Lin Zhiyuan. Bloodline is a really strange thing.

Xiao Ping An hugged Lin Zhiyuan's neck and asked in a childish voice, "Dad, why don't you come to see me and mom?"

Lin Zhiyuan felt sad. "Dad is too busy at work. He has to make money to support you and mom, so he can't come to see you all the time. But Dad promises you that he will come to see Ping An whenever he has time, okay?"

Xiao Ping'an nodded hard and answered like a little adult, "I understand. Kelly's father in our class is also very busy. Mom said that dad is a big shot and has to work outside. The big house that mom and I live in and my kindergarten tuition are all earned by dad's hard work. Dad, thank you!"

Lin Zhiyuan felt a lump in his throat and almost cried.

At this moment, he made a decision. He decided to spend more time with his son in the next few days.

They had dinner in the suite. During the meal, Xiao Ping'an was like a plaster, sticking tightly to Lin Zhiyuan. He kept talking to Lin Zhiyuan about the interesting things that happened in kindergarten, and he switched between Cantonese, English and Mandarin fluently.

Lin Zhiyuan glanced at Yao Ye, whose eyes were full of smiles. "Ping'an's kindergarten is bilingual. This child is very talented in languages, has a good memory, and is very smart, just like you."

Lin Zhiyuan was also very satisfied with his son's performance. "It seems that the expensive tuition is not without reason."

Xiao Ping'er was very excited to see his father. Even though it was past his usual bedtime, he still refused to go to sleep and kept pestering Lin Zhiyuan to tell him stories.

Lin Zhiyuan could only lie beside him and pat him gently, "Ping An, when you were very young, Dad also coaxed you to sleep like this, it's a pity that you don't even remember it."

"Dad, I won't forget it now. The teachers all praise me for my quick memory. I will keep you in my heart." The little guy's childish words made Lin Zhiyuan feel guilty again.

Finally, Xiao Ping'an couldn't bear it anymore and fell into a deep sleep.

In front of the hotel's French window, Lin Zhiyuan hugged Yao Ye and smelled the faint scent of shampoo on her hair, "I'm sorry!"

These three simple words cannot express the guilt in Lin Zhiyuan's heart.

"What are you talking about? Zhiyuan, I wouldn't be where I am today without you. If I hadn't met you, I would still be working as a train attendant! You don't have to feel sorry for Ping An. Although he lacks his father's company, what you left him is something that 99% of the children in this world can never achieve in their lifetime. He will understand when he grows up."

"That's different."

Yao Ye turned around and put his face on Lin Zhiyuan's chest, "Just come and see us more often in the future."

"Yeah!" Lin Zhiyuan agreed heavily.

******

At 6:30 p.m. on Friday, Lin Zhiyuan drove an imported 1996 model Citroen CVT from Hongdu, got on the Nanjiu Expressway, and headed towards Lushan.

Originally, Lin Zhiyuan only wanted to meet Yao Ye Ping'an in Hongdu, but after seeing Ping'an, Lin Zhiyuan changed his mind and decided to use this weekend to spend two more days with his son.

He informed the working group in advance that he had something to do this weekend, and no one cared about him as a leader of his level.

The only risk was that they would be discovered during the trip, but Lin Zhiyuan no longer cared about that. He just wanted to use this weekend to make up for the debt he had owed to his son for so long.

This seven-seater car is known as the earliest MPV. It is a special car for Hongye Real Estate Shanghai Branch to receive customers. After Yao Ye arrived in western Jiangxi, he called to transfer this car. Lin Zhiyuan drove, Hong Jie sat in the co-pilot seat, Yao Ye took Xiao Ping'an, and Hong Dao's nanny sat in the back.

Since the nanny was a Filipino maid, Yao Ye was not worried that she would recognize Lin Zhiyuan.

There was laughter and joy in the small carriage, especially little Ping'an, who was so happy that he woke up laughing at night after learning that he would go traveling with his father.