After returning home with the child, her ex-husband knelt down and gently coaxed her.

The taxi stopped at the entrance of a towering office building.

The woman in the back seat had a beautiful face. She slowly turned her head, and her cold and aloof eyes darkened when she looked at the huge logo on the top of the office building—the four characters "Ou Teng Group".

Her long, thick eyelashes trembled, and her fingers unconsciously tightened their grip on the project proposal in her hand.

She knew all along that joining Haowei meant she would have to deal with Ou Teng.

I just didn't expect to be here at Ou Teng to discuss a project on my very first day at the company.

In the morning, Huang Yuanyuan received a work message from Sun Liangying on her phone, asking An Ning to bring the latest project proposal to Auten for review by Auten's senior management, to get their opinions, and to make revisions.

The car stopped, and Anning was about to pay when she realized she hadn't brought her wallet.

She took out her phone to pay, and as soon as she got out of the car, her phone rang.

"Sister Zhao, what's wrong?"

"Miss An, you left your wallet at home," Zhao Li said with a laugh on the other end of the phone. "Xuanxuan saw that her mother's wallet was at home and insisted on bringing it to you. Is it convenient for you? I'll take Xuanxuan to bring it to you."

An Ning glanced at the time; it was still early, with an hour until the scheduled meeting.

"Then I'll trouble you, Sister Zhao. Please take a taxi with Xuanxuan and come directly to Ou Teng Group. I'll wait for you downstairs." An Ning said.

It was lunchtime, and Anning hadn't had time to buy breakfast when she left home in the morning, so she was feeling a bit hungry.

Fearing she wouldn't be in a good state of mind during the meeting with the other party's senior management, she hung up the phone and went to the nearby coffee shop to buy a sandwich to tide her over.

......

"Jiang Yao".

A deep male voice came from the CEO's office.

The door was immediately pushed open, and Jiang Yao rushed in, asking hurriedly, "Mr. Lu, what are your orders?"

Lu Xiyan was looking at documents and didn't look up. "What's my schedule this afternoon?"

Jiang Yao quickly thought it over in his mind, "You have an international meeting at four o'clock this afternoon, and other than that, you have no other plans for today."

"understood."

Just as Jiang Yao was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something and added, "President Lu, people from Haowei will be coming over later. Mr. Li from the project department will be there to coordinate. Mr. Li wants to ask you what your thoughts are on the cooperation with Haowei?"

After all, President Lu had reviewed Haowei's project proposal before, so whether the cooperation would succeed or not depended on the president's decision.

Upon hearing this, Lu Xiyan paused in his signing, looked up, and asked, "Who is the person in charge who came?"

Jiang Yao quickly picked up his phone and looked at it, then suddenly gasped.

"Yes... An, Anning... Miss An."

Upon seeing this name, Jiang Yao felt that something terrible was about to happen.

Every time Miss An appears, nothing goes smoothly for their CEO Lu.

"Let her come up directly. From now on, I'll review Haowei's project proposals directly."

The man's sudden words stunned Jiang Yao.

"Huh?" Jiang Yao thought he had misheard. He had thought that President Lu would send someone else from the other company to handle the matter, but he didn't expect that he would have to do it personally.

Why would the CEO of such a small company as Haowei need to handle their projects?

What incredible luck has Hao Wei had lately?

Looking up and meeting the man's cold gaze, Jiang Yao quickly replied, "Yes, Mr. Lu."

Lu Xiyan glanced at the time on his watch. "Let's go down for dinner."

......

First floor of Auten Group.

The man stepped out of the elevator and had just walked into the lobby.

"uncle!"

A childish voice rang out in the huge hall.

Lu Xiyan felt the voice was familiar, and looking in the direction of the sound, he saw a small, stumbling figure running towards him.

"Uncle! You're here too!"

An Xian ran up to Lu Xiyan with an innocent smile, her eyes sparkling like glass beads.

Jiang Yao immediately recognized him. Wasn't this the unlucky guy who bumped into President Lu at the hospital that day and even wiped his drool on President Lu's pants?

Lu Xiyan looked down at the little boy standing in front of him. He was fair-skinned and wearing a cool short-sleeved shirt and shorts.

When she looked at him with a smile, her eyes seemed to be filled with a galaxy.

Whenever Lu Xiyan saw him, one thought would pop into his mind: This brat is An Ning's son with her ex-husband!

He probably disliked the brat.

But looking into his clear eyes and innocent smile, he couldn't bring himself to dislike him.

She even wanted to tease him.

"I'm so sorry, sir!" Zhao Li quickly followed up with an apology. "The child probably just feels close to you, likes you, and didn't want to bother you while you were working, right?"

Do I feel close to him, or like him?

Lu Xiyan suddenly felt a little better.

He crouched down, looked into An Xian's bright eyes, and asked gently, "We meet again, little devil."

"My name is An Xian, not 'Little Ghost'." Little An Xian earnestly corrected him on how he addressed him, reaching out to take his hand, his small hand barely managing to grasp one of his fingers. "Uncle, do you work here too?"

Lu Xiyan glanced at his fair little hand, not pulling his fingers away, his face unusually gentle. "Yes, Uncle works here. What about you? What brings you here?"

Jiang Yao was more surprised to see the tenderness on the man's face than to see the sun rise in the west.

Listening to the man's words, he couldn't help but think to himself, "It's not just working here, it's all thanks to you!"

This is definitely a scam to fool three-year-olds.

"My mom lost her wallet at home, so I'm going to bring it to her."

Speaking of her mother, Xiao Anxian remembered her mother's words of advice, and suddenly loosened her grip on Lu Xiyan's fingers, her tone somewhat downcast, "My mother told me to wait for her here."

As the warm, soft touch left his hand, Lu Xiyan smiled gently, "Your mother should be here soon."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Li quickly said, "Sir, are you An Xian's mother's colleague? An Xian's mother asked us to wait for her here, and I was wondering if she was busy with work."

As she spoke, she took a pink wallet out of her bag. "I still need to take Anxian to the hospital to see her grandmother. Could you please give this wallet to Anxian's mother?"

Lu Xiyan stood up, staring at the pink wallet. He wanted to refuse, but his fingers instinctively caught it first.

"Thank you, sir."

Zhao Li thanked her and took An Xian's small hand, "Let's go, An Xian."

Goodbye, Uncle.

Xiao Anxian looked at Lu Xiyan and politely said goodbye, but for some reason she felt a little reluctant to part with him, and her eyes and nose were a little red.

Zhao Li pulled him toward the door, but Xiao Anxian turned back after only a few steps.

Seeing his reluctant gaze, Lu Xiyan raised her hand to say goodbye.

Only after seeing his figure leave through the gate did he gently curve the corners of his lips into a smile.

This kid is quite interesting.

He has a better conscience than his mother.

......

The pink wallet, about the size of a palm, stood out conspicuously on the large black desk.

Lu Xiyan felt like he was sick. Even when he was looking at the documents, he would always be drawn to this tattered wallet, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

The owner of the wallet hasn't arrived yet; there are still fifteen minutes until the agreed time.

He reached out, picked up the wallet, opened the drawer, tossed it in, and closed it—all in one swift motion.

Out of sight, out of mind.

What's so great about a tattered wallet? Just like her, it's an eyesore.

The pink wallet was locked in a dark drawer, making the person reading the documents even more confused.

Lu Xiyan closed the file and opened the drawer.

The small wallet felt light and flimsy in my hand, with almost no weight.

Driven by intense curiosity, he opened his wallet to take a look.

Sure enough, there wasn't much money, just a few red bills and some change, not even a bank card.

My empty wallet is emptier than a dog's stomach that hasn't eaten for days.

Lu Xiyan chuckled and was about to close his wallet when he suddenly noticed a white corner peeking out from the wallet's inner compartment.

It looks like a photograph.

A hint of curiosity flickered in his deep eyes as his slender fingers pinched a corner of the white edge.

With a gentle pull, a photograph came into view.