It's already 2026, how can we still talk about having many children and having many blessings?

Chen Mo was shocked not because the child's mother was an acquaintance, but because he had seen her on television.

The system's pop-up interface also confirmed the name.

[Child's biological mother: Zhao Jiayi, 36 years old, overall score 93.]

[Offspring's gender: Male.]

[Date of birth: February 16th.]

Zhao Jiayi.

He first noticed her during the Spring Festival Gala many years ago.

She stood in the center of the stage wearing a red cheongsam and sang a grand melody song with a clear and dignified voice.

My mother was deeply moved when she heard this, wiping away tears as she said it reminded her of the hardships she had endured in the past.

At that time, he worked as a food delivery driver and thought that Zhao Jiayi was the kind of angel you could only see in the media.

But now, she has given birth to his child…

She is so beautiful.

With gentle features, an intellectual air, a curvaceous and graceful figure, and a warm and friendly smile…

Oh My God.

What merit do my seeds possess?

Gu Qingyao noticed his gaze and smiled.

"Honey, aren't you shocked? Come on, let me introduce you to the singer."

She pulled Chen Mo toward Zhao Jiayi.

"Hello, Jiayi, it's been a long time! You've become even more beautiful. Here, this is a gift for my little nephew. I wish him good health, peace, and happiness."

Gu Qingyao handed over the brocade box, which Zhao Jiayi took, opened, glanced at it, and put it away without changing her expression.

"Thank you, Aunt Qingyao."

[Qingyao is so sensible. This jade clasp doesn't look very valuable, so it won't give anyone cause for gossip. It's beautifully carved, has a good meaning, and symbolizes peace.]

"Qingyao, aren't you going to introduce this person?"

Gu Qingyao immediately introduced Chen Mo, saying he was her boyfriend.

"I've heard you found a handsome and talented boyfriend. It's great to finally meet you, Mr. Chen."

Chen Mo nodded. "Hello, Ms. Zhao."

He saw a line of words floating above Zhao Jiayi's head.

[Is he Chen Mo? The big shot the Xu family of Shanghai paid a huge price to have my husband mediate? He seems pretty ordinary.]

Chen Mo's heart skipped a beat.

Hmm? He was brought here because of the Xu family? To request peace talks?

What price did the Xu family pay for Zhao Jiayi's husband?

He thought he was invited because of the S-level file, but it turns out it was because of the Xu family.

However, since Zhao Jiayi's husband's family is Gu Chengyuan's backer, why is the Xu family targeting Sheng Heng?

At this moment, the three bigwigs in the cultural circle walked over.

"Mr. Chen, you've arrived too."

The elderly man at the head of the group was surnamed Qian and named Qian Yi.

Chen Mo quickly adopted a humble attitude.

"Oh dear, seniors, you are not worthy of being called 'Master'. You are my grandmaster's students, and I should call you my uncles. From now on, you can just call me Xiao Mo."

"Alright, then we'll take your chances."

The seniors stroked their beards, their eyes filled with joy.

Zhao Jiayi was taken aback. "Mr. Chen, you're also from the cultural circle? A disciple of those three gentlemen?"

Old Qian hurriedly waved his hand, "We are not qualified to be Xiao Mo's senior uncles. He is the direct descendant of Linglong Jushi, while we have only received guidance from Linglong Jushi."

Zhao Jiayi seemed to remember something, and took out the safety amulet. "Qingyao, isn't this safety amulet very precious?"

When Qian Lao saw the safety buckle, he took a closer look and his expression changed to one of astonishment. "Xiao Mo, is this your master's work again? The material isn't the best, but the artistic conception behind it is priceless."

Zhao Jiayi hurriedly tried to return the safety buckle to Gu Qingyao.

Chen Mo said, "It wasn't carved by my master, it was carved by me, it's not worth much money."

"What? You carved this?" Old Qian's eyes widened. "Your skills have actually caught up with your master's?"

Chen Mo smiled and said, "That's about it. So, for some of the less valuable jade carvings, my master has already asked me to use photogravure to sign them. Ms. Zhao, please keep them; it's just for good luck."

Zhao Jiayi looked at the safety amulet in her hand, then at Chen Mo, and solemnly put it away.

Their conversation made Chen Mo and Gu Qingyao the center of attention.

Those who can come here are all important figures, and even the young people who come with them appear to be very polite and courteous. But once Chen Mo activates his mind-reading ability, he sees that many of them have a different side.

A young man in a dark blue suit walked over. "Qingyao, long time no see. I heard Shengheng is on a roll lately."

A line of words floated above their heads.

Damn it, I chased her for half a year and didn't even get to hold her hand, and now this guy got lucky.

Another man wearing glasses chimed in, "Yeah, Qingyao, if you ever need funding for any projects in the future, remember to contact me."

[Damn, how could this woman choose such an ordinary guy? He should at least be someone from our circle.]

Chen Mo didn't bother to respond, and simply nodded politely.

He wasn't interested in this kind of socializing; he just stayed by Gu Qingyao's side.

Perhaps because of her S-level file, or because her husband needed Chen Mo's help, Zhao Jiayi was actively trying to get closer to him.

Chen Mo also intended to get closer to this angelic mother and gradually become acquainted with her.

She told Chen Mo to call her Sister Jiayi, just like Gu Qingyao did, while she would call Chen Mo by his name.

Chen Mo also learned that she was not only a singer and a first-class actress, but also a professor at the Baiyue Provincial Art Vocational College, and a big shot in Ningcheng's cultural sector.

Tsk tsk, no wonder.

The reward is the passing down of skills from renowned teachers.

At that moment, a man in his forties walked over.

He was wearing a jacket, his posture was upright, and his brows exuded an air of authority.

Gu Qingyao immediately stood up, clearly putting some pressure on him.

The man chuckled. "Qingyao, why do you act like a mouse seeing a cat every time you see me? You haven't done anything wrong."

"Today is my son's one-month celebration. Here, I am just your Brother Qi Mo."

Gu Qingyao stuck out her tongue. "Brother Qi Mo, why do you always have such a long face whenever we meet?"

She introduced Chen Mo to her.

Qi Mo, Zhao Jiayi's husband, is a big shot in the provincial government.

Qi Mo looked at Chen Mo, with a line of words floating above his head.

[Is this the person in the S-rank file? I wonder what his national mission is.]

Last night, Xu Zhengnian from the Xu family called me, which startled me. I inquired about his connections in Kyoto, but couldn't find anything.

Sigh, I owed the Xu family a huge favor back then, so I had no choice but to step in. I hope they'll give me some face.

"Qingyao and I have a very good relationship. I treat her like my own sister, so I'll call you Xiaomo. You can call me Brother Qimo, just like Qingyao does."

Qi Mo looked at Chen Mo, "Xiao Mo, I have something to discuss. May I speak to you privately for a moment?"

Chen Mo glanced at him and said in a low voice, "As long as the Xu family doesn't provoke me anymore, I can't be bothered with them."

Qi Mo looked shocked.

How did he know I was going to say this? My God, his intelligence capabilities… I can't mess with him, absolutely not, and I can't investigate him either.

"Thank you for giving me this face, Xiao Mo."

He specifically explained to Chen Mo the favor he owed the Xu family.

Chen Mo smiled and said, "Brother Qi Mo, you shouldn't have spoken up for them."

"The Xu family has done a lot of work for the Japanese and Americans, employing many mercenaries abroad. Their wealth in China is probably largely derived from the suffering of others."

"For example, this time, if it weren't for me, Uncle Gu Chengyuan and Qingyao would be dead."

This information, of course, was something he had gleaned from Xu Heng's mind.

However, this is only subconscious information, and it is difficult to interpret it fully.

Qi Mo's expression changed drastically. "Really?"

"Of course it's true, but that's not my responsibility. You can mention it to your superiors. They've offended me, and if the head of the Xu family knows what's good for them, they'll probably clean up their domestic assets very soon."

"I understand." Qi Mo's face was gloomy. "I'll bring it up with the higher-ups tomorrow."

Chen Mo nodded, and using his X-ray vision and expertise in traditional Chinese medicine, he subconsciously observed Qi Mo.