Bringing the baby back to China, the cold CEO becomes a fishing husband

"Do you need help?"

Xiang Siyuan wanted to say this, so he spoke directly. Although what happened back then had its reasons, Xiang Siyuan still felt guilty and hoped to make up for it.

"Ah? No thanks, I've already arranged everything."

This was the first formal conversation between Li Yin and Xiang Siyuan after five years. At first, she didn't realize that Xiang Siyuan was asking her, and after she came to her senses, she subconsciously refused.

Li Yin's heart was beating wildly, and the "bang bang bang" sound rang clearly in her ears. She was glad that her voice did not tremble and did not reveal her inner panic.

Xiang Sixia was completely unaware of the hidden intentions of the two people, and did not feel the silent pulling in the car. He was completely out of the situation.

"My brother has a lot of connections, but he may be able to help you. Yinyin, add me on WeChat."

Just as Li Yin was about to refuse, she heard a voice coming from the driver's seat.

"it is good."

Li Yin felt a little anxious and felt that the air in the car suddenly became a little thin. She lowered the window to let the outside air into the car.

Li Yin began to regret not insisting on taking a taxi and leaving, so she looked out the window from time to time, praying silently in her heart that she could get home as soon as possible and escape from this Shura place earlier.

It seemed as if God had heard Li Yin's plea. The lights were green all the way and the journey was smooth. Xiang Sixia did not mention the fact that she was pregnant.

The car stopped at the gate of the community. Li Yin couldn't wait to open the door and get out, saying goodbye in a hurry and leaving.

"Yinyin, wait, you haven't added my brother's WeChat yet."

Li Yin paused and forced a smile, "Let's not add it for now."

Xiang Sixia was enthusiastic and persistent, "Add one more. My brother has a lot of channels and will definitely be able to help you."

Xiang Siyuan didn't say much. He called up the QR code of his private WeChat account and held the phone in front of Li Yin.

"Add?"

Li Yin looked at the QR code, then at Xiang Siyuan's expression, and suddenly felt angry.

Do you think I dare not add it?

After scanning the QR code, Li Yin directly selected "Add Friend" before even seeing the name and profile picture. Then he immediately turned off his phone, waved goodbye to his friend and left.

Watching Li Yin walk into the apartment building, Xiang Sixia turned around and saw Xiang Siyuan looking at his phone. He was a little confused, "Brother, what are you looking at? Why aren't you driving?"

"nothing."

Xiang Siyuan was reading Li Yin’s WeChat. He didn’t expect the world to be so small.

Xiang Siyuan clicked on the avatar and WeChat ID of "Bai Li", returned, clicked on the chat box of the "Li Le Photography-Xiao Zhi Bu Zhi Sheng" group, clicked on the avatar and WeChat ID of "Bai Li", went around in a circle, and came to the exact same page again.

Should we say that the world is too small, or that they are too destined to be together?

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It was almost eleven o'clock when he got home. Li Yin went to wash up first, and then lay down next to An An who was already sleeping soundly after resting.

I remembered the WeChat account I just added and opened it on my phone.

x？

Li Yin was shocked for a moment. Could it be the manager Xiang in the group? ! He clicked on the avatar again, and it was not the one he saw last time. But Li Yin was still unsure, so to be on the safe side, he opened the group again and clicked on the "x".

They are indeed two different WeChat accounts.

Li Yin subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and then immediately complained to himself, "What's the matter? It's not like I can't see people."

Hearing the sound of the quilt moving next to him, Li Yin subconsciously put the phone aside, turned sideways and gently patted Li Muan's back.

When Li Yin was abroad, he let Li Muan sleep alone in his own room when he was three years old. This time when he returned to China and lived in his parents' house, there were not enough rooms, so Li Muan could sleep with his mother again, and he was very happy.

Li Yin has her own house. When Li's father knew that they were going to return to China, he bought a house for Li Yin in a newly built community nearby.

But on the one hand, the family had just reunited, and on the other hand, Li Yin was busy with studio arrangements as soon as he returned to China and had no time to accompany Li Muan, so everyone lived together first and moved back to Li Yin's own home after a while.

Li Muan blinked slightly, and Li Yin moved to block more of the yellow light from the desk lamp.

Li Muan lay on his side, slowly opened his eyes, glanced at Li Yin, and then closed them again, mumbling, "Mom."

"Well, go to sleep, baby."

Li Yin looked at her son's sleeping face and couldn't help but think of the person she met again a few hours ago.

The mouth should be like mine, and the nose and eyes like his. I wonder what it will be like when the two father and son meet in the future.

Is Li Yin afraid that the child will be snatched away? Li Yin is not afraid, the child's household registration is in her household registration book, she has a good career and financial foundation, and her parents and brother are on her side.

Whether from a legal or emotional perspective, Li Yin is absolutely sure that he can keep Li Muan by his side.

Feeling a little thirsty, Li Yin went to the kitchen to drink some water and saw Li's mother cooking something.

Li Yin walked over and hugged her.

"Mom, what are you cooking? Why are we having a midnight snack so late?" This is not Zeng Yazhu's habit. She never eats midnight snacks.

Zeng Yazhu patted Li Yin's hand.

"Your dad is hungry. Give him some wontons. Do you want to eat?"

Li Yin shook her head. It was not only because she ate too much, but also because she was upset and had no appetite.

"How about a get-together with friends?"

"It's fine. Xia Xia treats me as well as before."

Zeng Yazhu nodded, hesitated for a moment and spoke,

"Yinyin, since you have decided to settle down in China and have rekindled your previous relationships, then...are you still not going to tell us about the child's father?"

Zeng Yazhu still doesn’t know who her grandson’s father is.

At that time, she worked at the Milan National Theater and was eagerly waiting for her daughter to come to Milan to study, but what she got was the news that her daughter was pregnant and had to postpone her enrollment.

Although Zeng Yazhu did not agree with her daughter giving birth to a child at first, after all, she was so young and had just graduated from college, and there were so many possibilities in her life.

A child is more than just a life. Behind it is a woman's unspeakable dedication and responsibility, not to mention without the help of her husband.

She felt sorry for Li Yin and she hoped she could think clearly.

But what Zeng Yazhu did not expect was that her usually well-behaved daughter was stubborn about this matter. She insisted on giving birth to the child but never mentioned the child's father.

"Mom, I will try my best to take good care of the baby and myself. Mom, I'm sorry to disappoint you."

How could Zeng Yazhu bear to blame her daughter? She and her husband would always support her daughter.

Today, little An'an is growing up healthy and happy, and her daughter has her own career, and Zeng Yazhu is very grateful. But as little An'an grows older, she begins to be curious about her father, so Zeng Yazhu feels it is necessary to talk to her daughter about An'an's biological father.

Although Zeng Yazhu already had a preconceived bad impression of this man, if this man is not good enough, she can find another one.

On the one hand, it was to find a father for An An, and on the other hand, he also hoped that his daughter would be happy.

Li Yin had just separated from her child’s biological father when she heard her mother mention him again.

But thinking about what her mother said, it made sense. Although she didn't need a partner or someone to help her take care of little An'an, when she occasionally saw An'an's curiosity about other fathers, Li Yin would wonder if An'an also needed a father's company to grow up.

Li Yin heaved a sigh of relief again, hugged her mother tightly, absorbed some warmth, and said coquettishly,

"Mom, I'll think about it. You don't have to worry."

How could I not be worried? But Zeng Yazhu didn't say much.

"Okay, I won't ask any more questions. Go to bed early. It's so late."

"Well, Mom, you should go to bed early too."

"Got it, let's go."

Looking at her daughter's back as she left, Zeng Yazhu couldn't help but wonder who that irresponsible man was.