His tone was familiar, as if the two were old friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time.

Fu Zheng took the teacup, sat down on the sofa opposite, blew away the hot steam gently, and took a sip.

The tea has a strong aroma and a mellow taste, it is indeed a top-grade Keemun black tea.

He put down the teacup, looked directly at Huo Dongcheng, and said calmly, "Where's Mason?"

"Upstairs, studying Chinese with the teacher."

Huo Dongcheng smiled slightly, "Don't worry, I told him to come down at nine o'clock. Come, have tea."

Fu Zheng nodded, lowered his eyes, slowly picked up the teacup and sipped it.

In the living room, the atmosphere was quiet as two people sat opposite each other. At this subtle moment, the picture looked very harmonious.

But this is just an illusion.

There was an undercurrent between the two people who had never spoken.

Fu Zheng's cell phone rang, breaking the silence.

He looked down and saw that it was a message from Special Assistant Yang. The content was brief and direct: "The information of the members of the cutting-edge studio and their families has been sent to your email. Deputy Director Dr. Li has learned of your idea and is interested in an interview."

Fu Zheng calmly put away his phone and continued drinking his tea.

Where there are people, there is society.

Cutting-edge studios are at the top of the industry, with many elites and uneven distribution of benefits. As long as the conditions offered outside are good enough, there will always be people who choose to leave.

If they can successfully poach the core members of the cutting-edge studio to the Fu family, it will not only cause losses to the Huo family, but they will also gain a huge technological advantage.

Time passed slowly, and Huo Dongcheng spoke first, jokingly, "Aren't you afraid that I will poison your tea?"

"Don't be afraid, you won't do that." Fu Zheng smiled faintly, but he was confident.

What Huo Dongcheng wanted was definitely not just his and Fu Qingyue's lives, otherwise he could have arranged for more unexpected events such as car accidents to make it impossible to guard against them.

If that were true, Fu Qingyue would have died countless times already.

Huo Dongcheng looked at Fu Zheng and smiled, "It seems that you know me very well."

Without waiting for Fu Zheng to speak, he continued, "Mason is very timid and it's been hard for him to adapt to life here. When you see him later, don't put on a stern face or scare him."

"Of course." Fu Zheng nodded slightly to show his understanding.

Huo Dongcheng sighed, his eyes far away, "The thing I regret most is that I allowed Aliang and I to drift apart after that night, which led to me not knowing she was pregnant and causing Mason to suffer for many years. Fu Zheng, if I had continued to pursue Aliang at that time, you wouldn't be here now."

Fu Zheng's eyes were dark, and he chuckled, "You also said it was if, didn't you?"

"The first time I saw Mason, I knew he was the child of Aliang and me. His eyebrows and eyes are very similar to Aliang, and his nose and lips are like mine." Huo Dongcheng raised his eyebrows and glanced at Fu Zheng.

"Children are like their parents, of course." Fu Zheng lowered his eyes and spoke calmly.

"Aliang should be out of confinement soon, right?" Huo Dongcheng asked, but he didn't wait for Fu Zheng to answer, and continued, "She said she would come to visit Mason often. If it's not convenient for her, I can take Mason there, and let Mason see the beautiful mountains and rivers of the motherland and relax."

"Of course I will ask Aliang for you when I get back."

Huo Dongcheng looked at Fu Zheng deeply.

Fu Zheng sipped his tea quietly: "After An An leaves the incubator, A Liang will focus on her. Mason will need you to take care of him."

"..."

"Does Mason know about Aliang's existence?" Fu Zheng asked.

Huo Dongcheng shook his head, "I don't know yet, I will tell him as soon as possible."

The clock in the living room ticked.

Finally, footsteps were heard on the stairs, and a thin figure appeared at the corner of the second floor.

As the news had revealed, he looked a few centimeters shorter than Fanfan, and his condition was much better than the photo that the secretary had given Fu Zheng.

He walked down the stairs carefully, his nervous eyes scanning the living room, lingering on Fu Zheng for a few seconds, then timidly walked to Huo Dongcheng, with his head down, at a loss.

Huo Dongcheng patted his shoulder gently, signaling him not to be afraid, and said in English with a smile: "Mason, look at the man opposite, do you think he looks like your father?"

Upon hearing this, Mason couldn't help but raise his head, glanced at Fu Zheng, and nodded slightly.

"This is your uncle Fu Zheng. He came specially to see you."

"Hello, Mason." Fu Zheng spoke gently in English, trying to make his voice sound friendly, "Nice to meet you."

The mother tongue makes people feel at home in a strange place. Mason was still a little nervous, but he responded boldly, "Nice to meet you, uncle."

Fu Zheng smiled and said in a calm tone: "You don't have to be nervous, I won't hurt you."

He pulled out a small video game console from his pocket and handed it to Mason. "This is a gift from me to you. I hope you like it."

Mason's confused eyes lit up, revealing a bit of curiosity.

He had seen something similar in Mike's hands next door, and wondered if it was the same.

He looked up at Huo Dongcheng.

"Uncle gave you a gift, what are you going to say to him?" Huo Dongcheng guided.

"Thank you, thank you uncle." Mason whispered.

He took the game console and fiddled with it curiously.

Fu Zheng looked at Mason and said softly, "You're welcome. I hope you'll have fun."

He stood up and said, "I have seen the person too, so I won't bother you anymore. We'll see each other again when we have the chance."

Huo Dongcheng looked at his watch and said to Fu Zheng, "Remember to go back and tell Aliang, Mason, and say goodbye to Uncle Fu Zheng."

Mason held the game console and whispered, "Goodbye, uncle."

Fu Zheng smiled and waved goodbye to Mason, "Goodbye."

After Fu Zheng left, Huo Dongcheng looked down at the little man beside him, "Mason, have you ever played this kind of game console?"

"See Mike play it."

"Mike?"

"It's the kid who used to live next door to me. His mother bought him a video game console."

Mason was extremely envious at the time.

But now he has a lot of toys, much more than Mike.

"Mason, are you curious about who your mother is?"

Mason shook his head.

"why?"

"Because my father and teacher are very nice to me, I feel very happy." Mason answered seriously. Although his voice was childish, it revealed a firmness.

He always remembered that it was his father who saved him from his adoptive parents.

A complex emotion surged in Huo Dongcheng's heart, and he gently touched Mason's head.

"In a few days, you will see your mother. She is a kind person and will treat you well."

"If she treats Mason well, Mason will like her."

"Mason has to work hard to gain his mother's affection."

Mason looked at Huo Dongcheng puzzledly.

Huo Dongcheng said: "Other people's parents live together, and Dad wants to do the same. Mason, can you help Dad?"

Mason hesitated, "Will Mom like me?"

Dad is so good to him, he should help dad.

But he can't speak Chinese and is timid. Who would like him except his father?

"Will do."

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