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

"Mm." Qin Jiamo took the phone, patted Junjun's head, and told him to continue eating.

He nodded to his parents, picked up his phone, and turned to leave.

"Is there anything else Miss Lin needs?" he continued sarcastically.

But Lin Xiwei didn't mind, nor was she angry. Instead, she said gently, "You must not have slept well last night because you were with Junjun. He cried and fussed in the middle of the night. Why didn't you call or video call me?"

Qin Jiamo walked outside without deliberately holding up her phone, so what you saw on the screen was once again that clear and distinct jawline.

"What good would it do to call you at 3 a.m.? Could you fly back, or would I have to fly there with the kids?"

It's just waking up one more person and making one more person worry.

Although Qin Jiamo didn't say the subtext, Lin Xiwei still understood.

"Actually, I was worried about you last night too. I woke up several times in the middle of the night, wanting to call you, but I was afraid you were asleep and I would wake you up," Lin Xiwei explained weakly.

Upon hearing this, Qin Jiamo's expression changed slightly, losing some of its coldness.

"The fact that you wanted to hit him but didn't means you weren't overthinking it," he replied, like a jealous, awkward child.

Lin Xiwei didn't want to argue about it and understood his good intentions, so she maintained her good attitude, saying, "Taking care of Junjun these past few days must have been very tiring. I'll thank you properly when I get back."

"You always say thank you to me, but I've never seen you actually do anything about it."

"This time is different. I'll bring you a gift when I go back, okay? Is there anything you want?" Lin Xiwei could only think of giving him a gift, even though he certainly didn't lack anything.

Sure enough, Qin Jiamo said, "When you give someone a gift, instead of putting in the effort yourself, you just ask them what they want?"

Lin Xiwei also felt it was inappropriate, "Okay, I'll think about it myself."

Qin Jiamo saw that her attitude was unusually good. No matter how much he ridiculed her, she responded gently, which made it difficult for him to be "petty".

"Alright, don't be too touched. After all, the child is a member of the Qin family."

Lin Xiwei smiled. "Alright, since we'll be family soon anyway, I won't stand on ceremony with you. I'm in a hurry to go downstairs for dinner, and you have to go to work too, right? Let's talk again later."

Qin Jiamo sneered: "We're family... You've gotten thicker-skinned just from going on a business trip."

Lin Xiwei said shyly, "Perhaps. I feel that after getting through this, many things are easier to understand. I was being too dramatic before. Thank you, Attorney Qin, for your generosity and understanding."

It's a fact that someone helped her, so she was happy to say a few nice words.

Men can be easily coaxed anyway.

This applies to young boys as well as older boys.

Qin Jiamo's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile, clearly suppressing a laugh.

"I'll hang up now, Attorney Qin, you're busy." Lin Xiwei continued to flatter him, her voice almost trembling with slurred speech.

Qin Jiamo glanced down at her, a smile hidden in his deep eyes, but he maintained a cold demeanor: "Don't try to play the sugar-coated bullet trick on me, it won't work."

Before hanging up, Lin Xiwei replied, "I feel it's quite useful."

The video call ended, and she quickly went out to catch up with Huanhuan.

Perhaps the lingering smile on her face was too obvious, Huanhuan turned around and asked, "Who were you video chatting with so early in the morning? You looked so shy."

Lin Xiwei immediately became serious: "Really? I'm video chatting with my son."

"Wow, I can't believe it. You look so young and beautiful, and you already have a three-year-old child."

Lin Xiwei smiled bitterly and said self-deprecatingly, "I was too love-struck and immature back then."

"It's strange that an engineering student like you is so love-struck," Huanhuan casually remarked. The two then entered the elevator and went downstairs for dinner.

On the second day of their business trip, Feng Zheqian and his team were dealing with technical problems.

Although Lin Xiwei is still in her internship, she has solid professional knowledge and has not given up learning during the years she has been at home. She has been able to provide effective solutions to problems on several occasions, which has earned her a thumbs up from everyone.

Thinking that she hadn't been eliminated by the times and could still gain recognition from her peers, she was secretly happy.

During lunch, Lin Xiwei had a little free time and took out her phone to check things.

Qin Jiamo didn't send a message.

She didn't know when it started, but she always secretly hoped for news of this person, just like the expectation of "the moon rises above the willow branches, and people meet after dusk".

Since he hasn't posted it, it means he's still busy.

She didn't disturb them.

After chatting with Madam Qin for a few minutes, she sent me a video of Junjun eating. The little guy was sitting in his grandfather's lap, and the two of them were clinking glasses in a very professional manner. Both of them were beaming with joy.

It's clear that thanks to this precious grandson who came out of nowhere, the elderly couple is gradually emerging from the grief of losing their son, and their mental state is gradually recovering.

Chu Qing sent several voice messages on WeChat. After reading them, she realized her best friend was complaining about a strange employee in the same department.

"If I could meet a Prince Charming like you, willing to spend a fortune on me, I'd quit my job in a heartbeat and stay home to be a housewife. What kind of person is this? They always ask me to cover their shifts on weekends. Can't I enjoy weekends just because I'm single? If I don't agree, they resort to playing the victim, moral blackmail—so manipulative!"

Lin Xiwei could only comfort her best friend.

Even if such a Prince Charming does appear, one shouldn't quit their job and stay home to live a life of luxury. No matter what, a woman should have her own career and the ability to earn money independently; a life of relying on others is never easy.

Her words calmed Chu Qing down a bit.

In fact, modern women all know the importance of work and the significance of economic independence. No matter how hard or tiring work is, they will only complain a few times and then continue to work hard.

After chatting with her best friend, Lin Xiwei was about to put down her phone when a new message came in on WeChat.

Upon closer inspection, it was Qin Jiamo.

He posted a video that looked strange before I opened it; it looked like something was wriggling on a piece of glass, densely packed.

This is followed by a line of text: Look closely, my fertility is excellent!

Lin Xiwei was about to open the video when she saw these words and suddenly realized what they meant!

That video is...

The moment this information flashed through her mind, her finger clicked on the "little triangle" in the video.

My head was spinning!

The video is indeed a microscopic image of sperm motility.

The round head with its little tail was full of energy and moved around very quickly.

Lin Xiwei was completely stunned.

As she stared blankly at the video, she thought to herself: How could Qin Jiamo send her a video like this!

Just then, Huanhuan turned around and said, "Weiwei, let's go eat first."

Lin Xiwei was so frightened that her heart almost stopped. She quickly hid her phone and looked up.

Huanhuan stared at her, frowning, and asked with concern, "What's wrong? Why are you hiding your phone? And why are you so red-faced?"

Indeed, Lin Xiwei's ears were burning red.

"Oh~" Huanhuan suddenly looked like she had just realized something, and with a mischievous smile, she leaned closer and asked, "Are you watching videos of male models in suggestive poses? Quick, send them to me, I like watching them too."

Men enjoy watching videos of beautiful female live streamers and their sexy and provocative dances.

Women also love watching videos of male models on short video platforms. They're tall, have long legs, and double abs, exuding a sexy yet innocent charm that's incredibly addictive.

But Lin Xiwei rarely watches these kinds of videos.

She didn't dare pick up her phone, and could only force a smile, "No, no, I'm chatting with my best friend."

"I get it! The topics that best friends talk about can be really exciting!"

"..." Lin Xiwei didn't know how to respond, so she could only change the subject, "Didn't you just say you were going to eat? Let's go, hurry up and finish eating and come back to work."

They ate lunch at the company cafeteria to save time.

After saying that, she got up and left.

After walking a few steps, she looked down at her phone.

The video has already finished playing.

However, there was another text below, which Qin Jiamo had just sent.

[You've definitely never seen such active and energetic seeds before, have you? Your ex-husband's were probably all limp and motionless, or maybe there weren't any at all. Look at mine, healthy ones; Meng Junhe even said the quality is excellent.]

Lin Xiwei's mind was in turmoil and she really didn't know how to respond, so she could only pretend she hadn't seen it.

Meanwhile, Qin Jiamo, who was far away in Jiangcheng, frowned slightly when she saw that her WeChat message had gone unanswered. Without thinking, she immediately made a phone call.

He was so busy that he still squeezed in time to go to the hospital for a check-up, just to clear his name.

After all, this concerns the most important issue of his dignity as a man.

He needs to prove himself a "real man" as soon as possible.

However, after obtaining the evidence and sending it to someone for review, they did not respond for a long time.

Lin Xiwei had just finished getting her food in the cafeteria and sat down when her phone rang.

Upon taking it out, unsurprisingly, it was Qin Jiamo.

Huanhuan was with her, so it wasn't convenient to chat for long, but she felt it would be impolite to hang up, so she answered: "Feed."

"It's noon now, and you're still busy? Did you see the WeChat message I sent?" Qin Jiamo was still in Meng Junhe's office, questioning him coldly.

Meng Junhe looked up at him, a smile inexplicably appearing on his lips.

Indeed, it's more interesting to watch others date.

How could he have imagined that his best friend, who was as cold and hard as ice, would become such a "spoiled husband" after falling in love?

He immediately called to question someone simply because they didn't reply to his WeChat message promptly.

Tsk, so clingy.

Lin Xiwei said seriously, lowering her voice, "I am indeed still busy, it's not convenient right now, I'll call you back later."

Qin Jiamo's expression darkened further.

How can someone who's just an employee be busier than someone who runs several law firms and handles a ton of cases?

There wasn't even time to connect to the phone.

"How long will it take? I won't be free later," Qin Jiamo said arrogantly.

Lin Xiwei said, "Ten minutes."

Ten minutes is enough for her to finish her lunch and then find a suitable place to call him back.

Qin Jiamo reluctantly agreed when he heard it was only ten minutes: "Okay, ten minutes it is. No waiting after that."

He casually put down his phone, and Meng Junhe immediately laughed and teased, "Who said women are too troublesome, and dating is too troublesome? I see you're enjoying it immensely."

Qin Jiamo ignored her friend's teasing and stood up directly: "You're busy, I'm leaving."

Meng Junhe did not stop them, and even loudly congratulated them, saying, "I wish you success and a son soon."

Although Junjun's illness was a sad and unfortunate event, it indirectly helped his mother find happiness, which can be considered a blessing in disguise.

If a younger sibling is born in the future and a match is found, and Junjun's illness is successfully cured—that would be a happy and fulfilling outcome.

Lin Xiwei filled her stomach in just ten minutes.

Huanhuan frowned: "Why are you in such a hurry? Aren't you afraid of choking?"

"I have something to do and need to make a phone call back. Take your time eating," Lin Xiwei said hastily as she stood up with her plate.

Huanhuan assumed something was wrong with her son and didn't think much of it.

Lin Xiwei left the cafeteria, went downstairs and stood in the open space between the office building and the factory. The afternoon sun was shining brightly, so she decided to soak up some sun.

She opened WeChat and watched the video again, and couldn't help but blush.

It must be said that the seeds were of excellent quality, very vibrant and full of life.

I remember when Su Yunfan went for a checkup, the doctor said that the microscope showed nothing, and when they finally found a seed, it was half-dead and did not meet the requirements for transplantation at all.

Perhaps God had a change of heart and didn't want Su Yunfan's inferior genes to be passed down.

After watching the video, Lin Xiwei logged out of WeChat.

Looking at "Lawyer Qin" in her call log, she felt shy and trembled as she huddled up before even dialing the number.

She calmed herself down, dialed a number, and put the phone to her ear.

The phone rang four or five times before being answered, the voice on the other end cold and deep: "You're one minute late."

Lin Xiwei said, "I...I was just eating, and my colleagues were all around me, so it was really inconvenient. I ate very quickly."

Qin Jiamo guessed that she should be eating at this time, and didn't say anything when she heard this.

He's in the car now, heading back to his law firm.

Han Rui was busy and didn't come. He was driving himself today, and his phone was connected to the car's Bluetooth, so Lin Xiwei's voice echoed throughout the car.

"Did you see the video?"

Lin Xiwei: "Yes, I see it."

"Are you satisfied?"

"Satisfied."

"Are you stuttering?" Qin Jiamo knew perfectly well what was wrong with her, but she still asked on purpose.

Lin Xiwei was already flushed, and standing under the blazing sun made her feel even hotter.

She made up an excuse: "It's 27°C in Shenzhen today. I'm standing in the sun and I'm sweating from the heat."

"He changed the subject and talked about something else."

"..." Lin Xiwei was speechless, so she had no choice but to return to the original topic, "You...you went to Dr. Meng for the examination?"

"Hmm, what's wrong? You still suspect it's fake?"

"No." Lin Xiwei bit her lip, her mind still blank, not knowing what to say, her feet intentionally or unintentionally scraping the cement ground.

"Since you're doing well, I'm relieved." After a few seconds of silence, she could only manage to say this: "But next time you post a video like this, could you please let me know first? My colleague was right next to me just now, and she almost saw the video when I opened it."

"Give me a heads-up?" Qin Jiamo raised an eyebrow with a smile as she drove elegantly. "Should I tell you beforehand that I'm going to send you a private video and you can hide and watch it?"

Lin Xiwei: "..."

Qin Jiamo coldly retorted, "You're the one who asked me to do the examination, and after I finished and reported back to you, you still complain."

"I'm not complaining, just offering a friendly reminder," Lin Xiwei said softly. She paused for a moment and then added, "Besides, you could have simply not sent the video; you could have just sent me a picture of the medical report."