On the day of the divorce, I became Qin Shao's darling.

Lin Xiwei pursed her lips and remained silent, but kept telling herself in her heart—to save Junjun, she was willing to risk it all; it was just sleeping with a man!

With Qin Jiamo's figure—tall, long-legged, strong, and sexy—and her chastity, she's a perfect catch.

"Really? Uncle is going to live here too?" Junjun asked excitedly.

"Hmm." Qin Jiamo soothed the child, gave Lin Xiwei a deep look, turned around, opened the door, and left.

Lin Xiwei followed him to the door, watching the man get into the car, reverse, and slowly drive away.

call……

She took a long breath, then snapped back to reality as the cold wind blew.

In a week, she will be meeting Qin Jiamo in person.

I don't know if it's too late to start exercising now.

I've been too busy lately and haven't been able to exercise much, so I've definitely gained weight around my belly. I need to lose some of that extra fat and work on getting my abs in.

Should I go to the hospital for pelvic floor muscle rehabilitation?

I gave birth a few years ago, and I don't know if it's still effective to do it now...

That night, Lin Xiwei began practicing Kegel exercises in bed.

Even if it's not to improve his experience, she should at least take responsibility for her own health and start training in advance so that things won't be too bad after giving birth to her second child.

Back home, although lawyer Qin still needed to rest after her rib injury, she did her best to train her arm and lower body strength.

Women dress up for those they love, and men do the same.

Although the union was for pregnancy and childbirth, and to save the child, both of them wanted to present their best selves to each other.

How can this not be considered a two-way journey?

On Monday, both Lin Xiwei and Qin Jiamo were very busy at work.

Lin Xiwei is rushing to go on a business trip tomorrow and needs to finish her work before she leaves.

Qin Jiamo also missed a lot of work recently, and now that it's the end of the year, all the cases need to be closed, and there are also out-of-town offices that need to be inspected, so she can't be in two places at once.

As he was about to leave work in the evening, he took a moment to call Lin Xiwei.

Lin Xiwei had just finished her work and was relaxing to have a drink of water.

Seeing the phone screen light up, flashing the words "Lawyer Qin," a sense of pressure immediately washed over me.

Is he going to come over for dinner again tonight?

She hadn't told Qin Jiamo about her business trip tomorrow.

I'm afraid he won't agree.

So she planned to act first and inform others later.

Her phone was still vibrating. She composed herself and answered the call.

"Feed".

On the other end, Qin Jiamo spoke calmly, "Still busy? It took you so long to answer the phone."

"Yeah, it's Monday today, so there's a lot to do." Lin Xiwei seemed calm, but only she knew that her heart was racing.

Whenever she comes into contact with this person, whether face-to-face or through a phone, she can't remain completely calm.

So this is what true heart-fluttering feeling feels like.

She deeply regretted the four or five years she had wasted with Su Yunfan.

Qin Jiamo followed up, "So you're working overtime today?"

"Probably not, I'm pretty much done with work."

"I have to work overtime, so I probably won't have time to have dinner with you and Junjun tonight. You don't need to wait for me."

Lin Xiwei blushed and muttered, "Who wants you to have dinner with them? Who wants to wait for you?"

It’s weird.

That's as if they're already a family of three.

If a husband is working overtime and can't come home on time, he has to let his wife and children know.

Qin Jiamo chuckled and sneered, "Just because you're saying one thing doesn't mean it's true. He's definitely hoping I'll be there for him."

"..." Lin Xiwei was speechless.

Because what he said is true.

This seemingly cold and sharp-tongued man is surprisingly patient with children, which is why Junjun likes him so much.

"Today is the first day, there are still two days left." After a brief silence, Qin Jiamo suddenly reminded them.

Lin Xiwei was startled, remembering this matter.

However, she's going on a business trip tomorrow, so we can postpone it until Friday.

Thinking about it this way, I relaxed a bit more.

"Okay, I have something to do, I'll hang up now." She felt a little guilty for keeping her business trip a secret and didn't dare to talk any further.

Qin Jiamo also had other matters to attend to, so she gave a brief reply and the two ended the call.

Han Rui stood across the desk and saw his boss put down his phone. A slight smile appeared on his lips, and he couldn't help but tease, "Boss, you seem to be in a good mood lately."

Qin Jiamo glanced at him and said, "I didn't insult you, did I?"

Han Rui: "It's more than just not swearing..."

"What else?"

Han Rui chuckled softly, and after a moment of contemplation, said, "Also, you sometimes laugh for no reason."

Qin Jiamo: "..."

He couldn't help but curl his lips into a smile, suddenly remembering Meng Junhe's words—don't treat women like monsters.

Only now did he truly understand what it meant to like someone—a heart-warming, wonderful, and intoxicating feeling that makes you fall for them and find it sweet and delightful.

It can even turn someone who is usually calm, composed, and rational into an impulsive, mentally challenged fool.

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Near the end of the workday, Feng Zheqian came to find Lin Xiwei.

"Xiwei, is your business trip tomorrow alright? How's the baby being settled?" Feng Zheqian asked with concern.

Lin Xiwei stood up. "It's alright, everything's settled. I see my flight is tomorrow morning around 10 AM. Can I just go directly to the airport from home and not have to come to the company to clock in?"

"Yes, I'll go straight to the airport from home tomorrow morning, and we can meet there."

"Okay, I'll be there on time." Lin Xiwei nodded.

"Then let's leave work early today, go home and spend more time with the kids, see you tomorrow."

It must be said that Feng Zheqian is a really good leader.

Even though Lin Xiwei rejected him somewhat offensively, he didn't mind and continued to interact with her as usual.

After Feng Zheqian left, a colleague leaned over and whispered gossip: "Is Manager Feng a nice guy? I heard you got divorced. How about considering Manager Feng? You two are alumni, so you know each other pretty well."

Lin Xiwei shook her head repeatedly: "You know I'm divorced, how could I be worthy of Manager Feng?"

My colleague said, "Times have changed. Divorced women are still in high demand these days."

Lin Xiwei smiled without saying a word, quickly packed her things, and prepared to go home after get off work.

Qin Jiamo did not come over that evening, presumably because he was busy with official duties.

During dinner, Lin Xiwei told her son about her upcoming business trip.

Junjun understands what "business trip" means because Su Yunfan used to go on business trips frequently and wouldn't come back for several days.

The little one was reluctant to leave his mother, pouting and saying, "What if I miss Mommy at night and can't sleep?"

Lin Xiwei stroked her son's head, "Don't you love it when your uncle tells stories? When Mom isn't here, let your uncle sleep with you and tell you stories."

Junjun didn't say anything, which was taken as an agreement.

At night, Lin Xiwei put her son to sleep, then got up and carefully packed her luggage.

Shenzhen is much warmer than Wuhan, so she didn't need to bring any warm clothes. One carry-on suitcase was enough to hold all her belongings, and she packed quickly.

After lying down on the bed, she looked at her son beside her, still feeling a little uneasy.

The little guy's condition has been relatively stable these past few days.

It should be fine to leave it in the old house for a few days.

She will need to be hospitalized again for follow-up treatment a week after she returns from her business trip.

Thinking of the pain of chemotherapy, she couldn't help but feel heartbroken and shed tears as she looked at her son's little face.

Therefore, Qin Jiamo's suggestion was urgent.

If you can't get a match from the China Marrow Donor Program, you'll have to find your own way. Although the success rate can't be guaranteed, at least you have a better chance.

Holding her son's hand, she closed her eyes and mentally reviewed every moment she had spent with Qin Jiamo during this time.

Taking advantage of her business trip and being apart from Qin Jiamo for a few days, she was able to clarify their relationship more clearly. She hoped that upon her return, she would be able to face what was about to happen with equanimity.

At 11 p.m., Qin Jiamo finally finished her work.

On his way home, he took out his phone and glanced at it, his brow furrowing in displeasure.

He was too busy to attend to anything all night, but Lin Xiwei was definitely available.

As a result, they neither called nor sent a WeChat message.

Their relationship has become even more distant than when they were not familiar with each other.

He rubbed his thumb against his phone, initially wanting to send her a WeChat message to ask if she was asleep, but after thinking about it, he gave up.

This eagerness is definitely not his style.

Besides, it wouldn't be good to wake her if she was asleep.

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The next morning, Lin Xiwei dragged her suitcase and carried Junjun's change of clothes; the mother and son left early.

On the way, she called Madam Qin.

Upon learning that she was bringing her child, the old lady was overjoyed and immediately instructed the kitchen to prepare some breakfast suitable for the child.

When Lin Xiwei arrived at the Qin family's old residence, Old Madam Qin was waiting for her with a beaming smile.

"Weiwei, you haven't had breakfast yet, have you? Come in and eat something before you go to work."

When Madam Qin stepped forward and took her grandson's little hand, she greeted him kindly.

Lin Xiwei took a bag from the back seat. "Godmother, I'm going on a business trip for a few days and will be back on Friday. I'll be troubling you two to take care of Junjun these few days—this is Junjun's change of clothes."

"A business trip?" Old Madam Qin exclaimed in surprise. "How did your company arrange this? Doesn't your boss know your child is sick? Why would they send you on a business trip?"

Lin Xiwei explained, "My supervisor is very kind and considerate. I took a lot of leave while I was still an intern, and my supervisor was very accommodating. This business trip was my own choice."

Madam Qin knew that the work had already been arranged and it was inconvenient to change it at the last minute, so she could only nod to show her understanding.

"Godmother, I'm in a hurry to get to the airport, so I'll have to trouble you with Junjun."

Lin Xiwei turned and got back into the car. Old Madam Qin quickly asked, "Does Jia Mo know about your business trip?"

"I don't know, he's been busy with work these past few days, I didn't tell him."

Lin Xiwei answered, waving to the old lady and her son, "Junjun, listen to your grandparents. Godmother, I'm leaving now."

The car turned around and drove away.

Holding Junjun's hand, Old Madam Qin sighed as she watched the departing car, "We're all well-off now, why are you still working so hard?"

Mr. Qin came over and picked up his beloved grandson, then continued his wife's words: "She's still young, she'll be wasting her life if she doesn't do something. It's perfect, she can do her thing, and our grandson can keep us company, we couldn't be happier."

The old man said with a smile, carrying Junjun into the house.

Lin Xiwei drove to the airport, but thinking about the expensive parking fees, she could only grit her teeth and feel the pinch.

My phone rang as soon as I entered the terminal.

She took it out and looked at it; her expression turned grim.

Su Yunfan.

Thinking about Su Daqiang's situation, she feared it might be some terrible news. After hesitating for a moment, she answered the call and said, "Feed."

"Weiwei, are you free today? I need to talk to you about something."

Lin Xiwei was prepared for an unpleasant situation, but to her surprise, Su Yunfan's tone was very polite.

They even called her "Weiwei".

Lin Xiwei was initially surprised, but quickly recovered and asked, "Are you going to borrow money from me again?"

Otherwise, they wouldn't have such a good attitude.

Su Yunfan stammered for a few seconds, then admitted, "Indeed, I still need some medical expenses."

So, Su Daqiang was saved.

Lin Xiwei asked, "How is your father's illness? Was the surgery successful?"

"It was a success, but the difficulty with brain hemorrhage isn't the surgery itself, but the post-operative recovery. The doctor said that even if I can get through this period, it's unlikely I'll ever fully recover to my previous physical condition."

Lin Xiwei was not surprised to hear this.

Most patients with cerebral hemorrhage will experience hemiplegia. Some recover well and can walk with difficulty and speak a few words unclearly.

Some patients do not recover well, or their condition is severe, and they become completely unable to take care of themselves, relying entirely on their family members for assistance.

"How much more do you want to borrow?"

"Weiwei, money isn't the most important thing. I was wondering if you could let me bring Junjun over so he can keep my dad company? My dad misses his grandson Junjun the most. With him by his side, maybe the old man can recover faster."

Lin Xiwei had already rejected him in her heart before he finished speaking.

"Impossible. Junjun has leukemia; he's a patient himself and needs special care. How can he go and stay with your father?"

"I will take good care of Junjun," Su Yunfan quickly assured him, and then added, "I've broken up with Zhong Yurou, so I will take care of Junjun wholeheartedly."

As soon as he said that, Lin Xiwei understood what his sudden show of goodwill meant.

He wants to change his mind and ask to get back together!

However, since Su Yunfan didn't say it explicitly, she pretended not to know.

"Whatever your relationship with Zhong Yurou is none of my business. In short, I will not agree to you taking Junjun away."

"If you're worried, you can come along."

Lin Xiwei flatly refused: "I'm busy. I'm on a business trip and I'm at the airport right now."

"You're away on a business trip?" Su Yunfan was taken aback when he heard this. "If you're away on a business trip, who will take care of Junjun? This is a good opportunity for me to take over and take good care of him."

"No need, I've already settled everything." Lin Xiwei remained unmoved.

She was walking quickly while answering the phone when she saw Feng Zheqian and two colleagues. She raised her other hand and waved.

"Alright, I need to board the plane. I don't have time to listen to your rambling. I wish your father a speedy recovery. Bye."

Lin Xiwei was about to hang up after she finished speaking, but Su Yunfan hurriedly called her back.

"Wait a minute, there's something else I need to ask you—have you broken ties with your family? Your mother called me yesterday, saying she couldn't find you and asked where you lived, but I didn't know..."

When the Lin family was mentioned, Lin Xiwei felt a sense of disorientation.

It feels like it's been ages since I last contacted this family. The world feels so peaceful now, and I don't have to deal with all the internal strife anymore.

"Ignore them."

"Weiwei, I know they treat you badly and are too biased, but they are still your family. Are you really going to put your dad and brother in jail? That will ruin their lives."

Su Yunfan actually played the role of a kind and gentle person.

Lin Xiwei stated directly, "They are not my biological parents. The money I've given back to them over the years is more than enough—"

"What did you say? They're not your biological parents? Who told you that? How could that be?" Su Yunfan interrupted her in shock.

"I had a paternity test done with them, and it confirmed that we are not their biological children."

"Weiwei, what is all this...?"

Su Yunfan was about to ramble on, but Lin Xiwei had already met up with her colleagues.

"I need to board, bye."

She was too lazy to listen to Su Yunfan's nonsense anymore and hung up decisively.

Feng Zheqian looked at her and said, "I was just about to call you to ask where you were when you arrived."

Lin Xiwei apologized: "There was a traffic jam on the way, which caused the delay."

"It's okay, there's plenty of time. Let's go through security."

A group of four people, two men and two women, went on a business trip.

This combination made Lin Xiwei feel relatively at ease, and she didn't feel embarrassed.

The flight took off on time and landed at Shenzhen International Airport two hours later.

While the plane was still taxiing, everyone turned on their mobile phones to connect to the internet.

Lin Xiwei also took out her phone and, unsurprisingly, saw that Su Yunfan had made two more calls.

She doesn't plan to go back.

My gaze drifted down and I saw a missed call—from Attorney Qin.

Her heart tightened, and she instantly understood the meaning behind Qin Jiamo's call.

When I opened WeChat again, besides the unread messages in the work group, there was also a message from Chu Qing asking how my business trip was going.

Then came the person who made her heart race again—Qin Jiamo.

Qin Jiamo left her a WeChat message, which was concise and to the point.

[Call back after landing.]

Just like his style.

Feng Zheqian sat behind her, leaned over and instructed, "The partner has sent someone to pick us up from the airport. We'll go straight to the restaurant later, have dinner, and then go back to the hotel for a short rest. The meeting starts at four o'clock this afternoon."

Lin Xiwei was initially hesitant about whether to call Qin Jiamo back.

Upon hearing Feng Zheqian's arrangement, he immediately abandoned the idea.

If he asked later, she would say she was too busy with work and didn't have time.

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The north is already frozen and covered in snow, while the south is ablaze with flowers and green willows.

As the car drove through the streets, I even saw hot girls wearing miniskirts.

The last time Lin Xiwei came to Shenzhen was when she was looking for a job after graduating from university. After several years, she felt that the changes were huge, like an earth-shattering transformation.

Looking at the blue sky, the warm sun, and the vibrant pink bougainvillea, her gloomy mood, which had lasted for many days, inexplicably brightened, and she felt much more relaxed.

No wonder people recommend traveling to relax and clear their heads when they encounter setbacks and fall into a trough.

A fresh environment, a chance to see the world and oneself, can indeed help one regain their spirits.

She was busy all afternoon and had no time to think about anything else.

Occasionally, when she has a spare moment, she will take out her phone to check if there is a call from Old Madam Qin.

After all, Junjun is over there, so we need to keep an eye on him.

The meeting, which started at 4 PM, didn't end until 6 PM.

Lin Xiwei's phone suddenly vibrated.

She turned the screen over and saw the incoming caller ID flashing on it; her heart started pounding.

Qin Jiamo.

He must have called back to question me because he didn't get a reply.

Lin Xiwei had muted her phone and couldn't answer.

After the screen went dark, she opened WeChat.

[We're still in a meeting, is there something you need?]

Qin Jiamo, far away in Jiangcheng, looked at her reply and a faint smile appeared on his sexy, thin lips.

She even started putting on airs with him.

[Which city have you been hiding from me in? Today is the second day; are you planning to deny everything?]

Lin Xiwei pursed her lips: [It's not that I'm avoiding you. It's a business trip arranged by the company, and I thought Junjun would have someone to take care of him, so I agreed.]

After replying, she felt it wasn't convincing enough, so she added: "[After all, I took so much leave recently, and I'm still in my internship. My supervisor was very understanding, so I need to take my work seriously.]"

Qin Jiamo had some free time at the moment, so he stared at WeChat waiting for her reply.

Seeing that what she said was reasonable and well-founded, Qin Jiamo's displeasure faded slightly.

[Since you have a valid reasoning, why did you deliberately hide it from me? Isn't it obvious you're afraid I won't agree?]

Lin Xiwei was about to retort when Feng Zheqian suddenly turned to look at her. She immediately put down her phone and continued the meeting.

On the other side of the conference table, the representative of the partner was also a young man in his thirties named Sheng Ruichen.

He glanced at Lin Xiwei from time to time, his expression thoughtful.

Back in Jiangcheng, Qin Jiamo noticed that Lin Xiwei had disappeared mid-conversation, assuming she was still busy, and could only sigh and give up.

Another half hour passed before Lin Xiwei finally finished the meeting.

The partners arranged a dinner party that evening.

"Manager Feng, it's already past six o'clock, let's go eat." Sheng Ruichen stood up and invited, then looked at Lin Xiwei and the others, "Does anyone have any dietary restrictions? I'll ask the restaurant to keep that in mind."

Feng Zheqian turned to look at his colleagues, his eyes asking a question.

Lin Xiwei and the others shook their heads: "No, let President Sheng arrange it."

Sheng Ruichen looked at Lin Xiwei and politely asked, "This Ms. Lin looks unfamiliar. Is this your first time visiting our company on business?"

Lin Xiwei said somewhat embarrassedly, "I just joined Quanyun not long ago, and I'm still an intern. This is indeed my first time visiting your company."

Feng Zheqian immediately said, "Although she is still in her internship, her abilities should not be underestimated. We have always attached great importance to working with President Sheng."

"Don't worry, I was just asking out of curiosity. I didn't mean to doubt her abilities." Sheng Ruichen smiled and gestured, "Let's go eat."

Lin Xiwei deliberately lagged behind, took out her phone, and opened WeChat again.

Qin Jiamo replied again as expected.

Call me when you're done!

She bit her lip and hesitated for a moment, thinking that she still needed someone to take care of her son, so she had no choice but to dial the number.

Meanwhile, Qin Jiamo was on her way home.

Han Rui was driving in front, while he sat in the back seat reviewing case files.

His phone rang, and seeing that Lin Xiwei had finally called back, his expression instantly warmed up, and he answered the call.

"Ms. Lin is such a busy person, you finally have time to return a call."

Lin Xiwei looked somewhat embarrassed by his sarcastic remarks. "I was indeed quite busy today. I started working as soon as I got back to the city from the airport and haven't finished until now."

"Even if you're busy, you should still have time to reply to a WeChat message, right?" Qin Jiamo bluntly exposed him.

"..." Lin Xiwei fell silent, then asked, "Did you need something from me?"

Why didn't you tell me you were going on a business trip beforehand?

"Our relationship isn't at the point where I need to report everything I do to the other person, is it?"

Lin Xiwei was also direct; although she lacked conviction and confidence, her tone was firm.

Qin Jiamo: "You left your son at my house without even telling me, and you still have the nerve to complain?"

"I left Junjun with his godparents, not with you," she weakly argued.

"Really?" Qin Jiamo chuckled, exposing her again, "Then who told the child to sleep with his uncle at night and have him tell him bedtime stories?"