The second part, 'East China Sugar,' Chapter 167

gain instantly, the mother and daughter hugged and cried, their hearts aching." 。On her way home, Shu Tinglan still held the file bag tightly. In fact, she knew deep down that her mother's illness had...In the world, everything has a hidden price, especially for someone like Gu Ruandong. The more you get from him, the more you have to pay.

Zhao Ting should weigh himself and see if he can afford it.

But Gu Ruandong just smiled: "Don't worry, Zhao Zong can afford it, after all, I never do business at a loss."

Zhao Tingxing looked at him with that smile, it was too goddamn creepy. Knowing he wouldn't get any useful information from him, Zhao Tingxing realized that once he boarded this ship, he had to have the guts to keep going.

Over and over again, in his mind he analyzed and calculated, what was it that Gu Ruandong still lacked What was his true purpose As the saying goes, know your enemy and know yourself, and you will never be defeated in a hundred battles.

But Zhao Tingxing racked his brains and still couldn't figure it out. Well, let's just see how things go.

After finishing things in the capital, Gu Ruandong and Yao Yao returned to Senzhou with their group. At the airport, Zhao Tingxing "happened" to be on the same flight as them.

Seeing Gu Ruandong, tall and imposing, holding a child in one hand and leading Lu Yaoyao onto the plane, Zhao Tingxing felt a bit of disdain. He thought to himself that Gu Ruandong was becoming more and more effeminate, so he deliberately greeted Lu Yaoyao: "Ms. Lu, long time no see."

He ignored Gu Ruan Dong.

Lu Yaoyao was finally able to find an opportunity to vent her anger towards Ruan Dong, so she smiled at Zhao Tingxing and said: "Where's the long time"

The full moon wine party just happened, it's only been two months.

Zhao Tingxing: "Zhao thinks of Miss Lu as if a day apart were three autumns."

Lu Yaoyao laughed, but a twinge of pain shot through her right hand. Gu Ruandong tightened his grip on her hand and glared at him with fury. He feigned innocence in return.

Their seats were right next to Zhao Tingxing's, separated by an aisle. Gu Ruandong put YaoYao in the window seat, but Xiaogulu was not cooperative. She wanted to be held by her mother on the plane and sit in the aisle seat for a wider view.

At that moment, Gu Ruandong had only one thought: Da Fang was a deep thinker and, in the future, he must travel by private jet.

Zhao Tingxing kept his distance from babies. He was especially wary when the child babbled and gurgled at him, as if wanting to play.

He wanted to be gentle for Lu Yaoyao's sake, but his facial muscles twitched several times and he couldn't manage a smile. Instead, he looked even more fierce and menacing.

Xiaogulu had probably gotten used to all sorts of people who seemed bad from the moment it was born, so it still greeted Zhao Tingxing with enthusiastic chirps and even gave him an expression that wanted him to hold it.

Zhao Tingxing glanced at the other passengers, hoping that someone would find him too noisy and stop him. However, when he looked around, he realized that in this first-class cabin, apart from him, everyone else was a member of the Gu family's entourage. At this moment, they all looked at the little guy as if he were a rare treasure. Even if he let out a fart, they would genuinely think it smelled good.

Throughout the entire flight, Zhao Tingxing had summed it up, this little demon was just like his father. The angrier he got, the scarier his expression became, and the happier the little demon was.

Mom is so beautiful, like a fairy. How could she give birth to such a little devil I guess Gu Ruandong's genes are just too powerful.

He was completely dominated by a three-month-old baby, and got off the plane first.

After returning to Senzhou, Gu Ruandong busied himself with his work, and YaoYao was also preparing for her comeback. Regarding the woman and the little boy she met in the capital, she received investigation information after returning to Senzhou.

Yi Xin is the founder of a clothing private brand and is somewhat well-known in the Beijing circle. The little boy has no blood relationship with her, he is her sister Yi Wen's child who is fostered in her home.

The document includes the specific birth date and hospital of a boy's birth. The mother's line reads "Evelyn," and the father is listed as absent.

Yao Yao had already let out a sigh of relief, but when she scrolled down further and saw the company where Yiwu worked, her breath caught in her throat.

Because that company, she recalled, was the one where Han's secretary worked.

This reminded her of Gu Ruandong suddenly hiring Han Li as his secretary out of the blue. He had initially explained it by saying that it was because she was Zhao Tingxing's ex-girlfriend, but now, she suddenly questioned this explanation. A whirlwind of confusing thoughts flooded her mind.

What is his relationship with Hanli, and what is his relationship with Yvone, the child's mother

to trust him but also be afraid of being let down, only to end up deceiving oneself.

This time, she held back and decided to investigate things herself first before saying anything.

"Just tell the private investigator: 'Find out who the child's father is.'"

She hadn't been to the entertainment company for a long time. Hao Jie saw her sitting listlessly in the office and asked with a smile, "What's wrong You haven't had any work for so long, are you not used to it"

"That's right."

“This is your comeback plan. Since you need to spend time with the baby, we’ll start by filming a few commercials and attending some events to increase your exposure. Once you’ve adjusted for a while and there are suitable scripts, we’ll consider them.” Aunt Hao was decisive. She had already secured several endorsements for her beforehand, so she could make a comeback right away.

"Okay, I'll follow your lead." She didn't object. Right now, her mind was buzzing with the desire to uncover the boy's identity. She had also scheduled a consultation with Tinglan to discuss the matter. She trusted Tinglan's professionalism and believed she wouldn't tell anyone about her inquiry, not even Zhuo YUAN.

On this side, Gu Ruandong finished work and called her, saying he would pick her up from the entertainment company and go home together. She hadn't gone out to work for a long time, and he was a little worried that she wouldn't adapt.

"No, I have dinner with Tinglan tonight."

"Ms. Shu"

"Well, I'll ask her for some parenting advice."

"When it comes to discussing education, shouldn't we have more common ground than with our children" Both of the two children at home are now in elementary school.

"Xiao Guru is a boy, he's Ruan Ruan's knowledge blind spot."

"Well, that's true. I'll pick you up after dinner." Gu Ruandong didn't suspect anything and went home first.

In the afternoon, he learned at the company that Zhiyao was investigating the boy from Beijing. He had someone check Ai Xin's identity before, and also checked the boy's identity, but didn't take it too seriously, after all, it had nothing to do with him.

So when the investigators sent the boy's information to him in the afternoon, they also casually mentioned that Mrs. Gu was looking into it as well.

He saw the little boy's profile and laughed. Was it just a coincidence, or was it fate He thought of it as a joke—it was too obvious, it had to be the child of Han Li and Zhao Ting.

He only knew that Han Li and Zhao Tingxing had a child, but he didn't know any specific information about the child.

And he believed that, with Yaoyao being so intelligent, she should be able to guess after just looking at the information. He had planned to discuss this with her when picking her up earlier, but she went out to eat with Tinglan, and he simply forgot about it at home that night. After all, gossip wasn't really his thing.

He had no way of knowing that sometimes, Yaoyao could also get stuck in her own thoughts, falling into a mental trap and unable to escape. Only those immersed in the situation are often oblivious to it. many vomit splashed onto Tang Su's back of her hand and the sleeves of her wrist, but she didn't care at all, holding the basin all the time, with the other hand wiping it clean and gently patting Te...