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

"Do your godmother and godfather know you're going to Shenzhen to pick me up?" Lin Xiwei stared at him and asked very seriously.

Qin Jiamo told the truth: "I didn't tell them."

As soon as he finished speaking, knowing what Lin Xiwei was about to say, he preemptively asked, "You still want to keep this from my parents?"

Lin Xiwei whimpered.

"You forgot? Even Junjun knows that Grandma wants Mom and Uncle to have a baby. Do you think you can keep it from them?" Qin Jiamo raised an eyebrow slightly, a half-smile on her face.

Lin Xiwei frowned, unsure how to describe her feelings.

She's already recognized the Qin family elders as her godparents, and now she's getting involved with Qin Jiamo. What kind of talk is this going to make?

"Let's go, Junjun is waiting for you at home." Qin Jiamo turned around, put his arm around her shoulder, and led her toward the exit.

Sure enough, when the driver of the old house saw them appear together, his expression remained calm, without the slightest surprise.

Qin Jiamo personally saw Lin Xiwei into the car and reminded the driver to drive slowly and be careful on the road.

"Alright, you can go back now. Call me if you need anything." Qin Jiamo finished speaking and slammed the car door shut.

Lin Xiwei was a little surprised.

She thought that when they parted, this person would be all lovey-dovey again.

But upon closer reflection, Qin Jiamo doesn't actually have that kind of frivolous, performative style.

They kissed in the car last night. It was the dead of night, in a strange city, and they were the only two people in the car.

But now, besides Assistant Han, there are drivers on both sides and passengers coming and going.

His serious and meticulous personality would never allow him to act coy and frivolous in public, which would damage his image.

"Okay, go ahead and get busy, bye-bye." Lin Xiwei waved slightly to him through the lowered car window.

Then he started the car and turned to leave.

Lin Xiwei watched his tall and slender back as his clothes fluttered in the wind; the scene was like something out of a comic book.

Besides the excitement and joy in my heart, there was also a feeling of being deeply cared for and shyly touched.

She had always thought of herself as a strong woman, a career woman, and a supermom. But now, with a man as majestic as a mountain taking care of her meticulously, she realized that she could also be a little woman.

This long-awaited sensory stimulation suddenly brought tears to her eyes.

So this is what it feels like to be loved.

There is a kind of tear called a tear of happiness.

……

Just as they were about to return to the old house, Mrs. Qin called.

"Weiwei, where are you? Junjun woke up from his nap and kept asking why his mother hadn't come back yet." Old Madam Qin said with a smile, her tone as if she were talking to her own daughter.

Lin Xiwei couldn't help but smile, "Godmother, we're almost there."

Before Mrs. Qin could answer, Junjun interrupted, saying, "Mommy, I miss you so much. I even dreamt about you just now."

Hearing her son's voice, Lin Xiwei felt even more anxious. "Mom misses Junjun so much too. I even dream about him when I sleep."

The mother and son chatted happily until the car was almost inside the old house gate before hanging up.

The snow is still falling gently.

Junjun was dressed warmly, wearing a hat and gloves, and ran out to greet his mother.

Lin Xiwei got out of the car and immediately knelt down to catch her son who rushed towards her.

"Mom, you're finally back!"

"Yeah, Mom has to work, there's nothing I can do. Junjun is great, he behaved especially well the first time he was separated from Mom."

Lin Xiwei praised her son, and when she saw Old Madam Qin coming over, she stood up and said gratefully, "Godmother, thank you for your hard work these past few days. You've taken very good care of Junjun, and he's even gained a little weight."

Madam Qin smiled and said, "It's because Junjun is so good. You've raised him well; he's very obedient."

Lin Xiwei had become accustomed to the Qin family's respectability.

But I was still moved when I heard the old lady say those words.

She is truly blessed to have met such a wonderful family as the Qin family.

Although she had eaten lunch on the high-speed train, Madam Qin still asked the kitchen to prepare food for Lin Xiwei.

"You can't possibly get full from the food on the high-speed train. You've even lost weight on your business trip. Hurry up and eat something more," Mrs. Qin urged her.

Lin Xiwei was a little suspicious. Qin Jiamo said she had lost weight, and Madam Qin also said she had lost weight—could it be that she had really lost that much weight during her few days of business trip?

Lin Xiwei sat down to eat, and Junjun squeezed into her arms, wanting to eat too.

She ate herself while feeding her son.

Old Madam Qin, sitting to the side, suddenly asked, "Did Jia Mo separate from you at the station?"

"Cough! Cough cough..." Lin Xiwei suddenly choked and coughed, which startled Junjun.

Madam Qin quickly instructed the servants to bring warm water.

"Why are you panicking? Although Jia Mo didn't tell us directly, I thought that since Guangcheng and Shenzhen are so close, he would definitely go and pick you up to come back together." Madam Qin pushed the water glass in front of her and explained with a smile.

Lin Xiwei drank water, but her cheeks were still flushed.

"Godmother, he came to see me last night for a late-night snack and then left..." Lin Xiwei said this out of the blue, implying that they were completely innocent.

Madam Qin nodded: "Yes, take your time."

That's a lot...

Lin Xiwei swallowed, her mind a little confused.

"Junjun, go play with Grandpa. Mom will keep you company after dinner." She sent her son away.

Madam Qin knew that these words were inconvenient to say in front of the child, so she asked the maid to take Junjun to find her husband.

"Godmother, I don't know what Attorney Qin said to you two, but anyway, I..."

Mrs. Qin interrupted her, "Why call him Lawyer Qin? That's too formal. Just call him by his name."

"..." Lin Xiwei chuckled awkwardly, a little embarrassed. She paused before continuing, "Well, I don't know... Jia Mo, what did I tell you guys? Anyway, I'm willing to do anything to save Jun Jun. I just feel that this is too much of a sacrifice for him. After all, with his status, he should marry a socialite of equal standing, but someone like me..."

Madam Qin waved her hand gently, "Don't believe those things. He doesn't care about social status or being a good match. If he did, he would have been married long ago."

After all, over the years, the elders of the Qin family have openly and secretly arranged countless marriages for him with socialites and ladies.

He'll meet with me when he's in a good mood.

When work gets busy, they just cancel on you.

Madam Qin had long given up on her eldest son's marriage, but things took an unexpected turn.

However, the price of this dramatic turn of events was too high—the loss of his youngest son.

"But godmother, even if we have a child, it might not be able to save Junjun. I'm afraid that in the end—" Thinking of that possibility, Lin Xiwei couldn't help but feel a pang of pain in her heart.

Madam Qin sighed, her eyes filled with sorrow. "If that's really the case, we'll have no choice but to accept it. But I think that since Yue Lang has given us this hope, he definitely won't be willing to take him away. Junjun will definitely be cured."

Hearing this, Lin Xiwei felt much more comforted.

In her youth, she never believed in fate or metaphysics.

But as she grew older, she became more and more convinced of fate and destiny.

She also felt that the spirit of the brave and righteous second young master of the Qin family would surely bless Junjun from heaven.