After she left her father and kept her son, President Pei lost control and knelt down.

Qiao Wan was in a bad mood after leaving the Pei Group.

The divorce didn't go through; after some back and forth, old wounds were reopened, and some blood was shed.

She stood in the early spring sunshine, feeling warm and cozy, and took a deep breath to calm herself down.

Spring is coming to the capital, and her life cannot remain trapped in the dead of last winter forever.

Xiao Bao called: "Mommy, an uncle surnamed Ye is coming to see me, but I don't know him, I'm scared."

Qiao Wan walked to her car, sat in the driver's seat, and put on her Bluetooth headset.

"Son, is Uncle Ye still there?"

Xiao Bao hid at the door of the ward, peeking outside through a crack in the door.

Leng Feng blocked Ye Jizhou outside, and the two got into an argument.

"He's still here. Leng Feng wouldn't let him in; they had a fight."

"Uncle Ye is a very good friend of Mommy. He's not a bad person, so Xiaobao doesn't need to be afraid of him."

"Are they very close?" Xiao Bao stared at Ye Jizhou, observing him.

The man was refined and polite, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and an executive jacket, exuding the elegance of a young scholar. Having just joined the mathematics research institute, his entire demeanor had changed.

"Mommy, how wonderful are you two? Even better than with Daddy?"

Qiao Wan was silent for a while. She didn't know when Xiao Bao started calling Pei Hansheng "Daddy," and Pei Hansheng really doted on Xiao Bao as if he were his own son.

She didn't correct Xiaobao, and continued, "Uncle Ye is a friend that Mommy has known since her school days. We went to the same school in junior high, high school, and college. He helped Mommy a lot, and Mommy has also given him a lot in return."

Her relationship with Ye Jizhou was more like a gender-swapped version of each other than lovers. They had so many similarities, like looking in a mirror. The mutual appreciation that arose in their time together made them willing to sacrifice a lot for each other.

Qiao Wan felt that Ye Jizhou was an indelible part of her life, and he would always occupy a place in her heart.

It can be friendship, family affection, but definitely not romantic love.

"Mommy, that's so interesting! Why don't you go to school with Daddy?"

"Mommy didn't know him back then." Qiao Wan tried to change the subject several times, but Xiao Bao would always steer the conversation toward Pei Hansheng.

This guy was already silently comparing every man who had appeared in Qiao Wan's life.

"Mommy, I think Uncle Ye isn't as handsome or as rich as Daddy. Will Uncle Ye build a playground for me in the yard?"

"Stop, stop, stop!" Qiao Wan was already feeling resentful. "Xiao Bao, stop talking about him."

"But Daddy is so, so, so good to Xiaobao. Daddy said that only when you are exceptionally good, so good that you are irreplaceable, will you not be forgotten."

Qiao Wan fell silent again.

Indeed, Pei Hansheng and their marriage gave Qiao Wan such a special feeling that it took her a very long time to get over it.

Men like Pei Hansheng are young, rich, and handsome, even rarer than national treasures. It's hard to dispel their allure unless you experience it for yourself.

Having experienced it and possessed it, she didn't lose out. Fortunately, she came to her senses.

"Xiao Bao, give the phone watch to Uncle Leng Feng. I want to say a few words to him."

"Okay, Mommy."

Xiao Bao tiptoed and pulled the doorknob to open the ward door.

He walked up to Leng Feng and held up his phone watch: "Here, Mommy's looking for you."

Leng Feng and Ye Jizhou were locked in a fierce argument. When their quarrel paused, Leng Feng looked down at Xiao Bao and his expression changed instantly. The usually cold and tough guy was now grinning like an idiot.

"Young Master Bao, give me the phone."

His hands were huge; he held the phone and watch in his hands, pressed them against his ear—it looked comical no matter how you looked at it.

"Madam, Leng Feng is here. What are your instructions?"

"Ye Jizhou is my friend, and I don't want you to make things difficult for him."

"But Young Master Pei instructed..."

Qiao Wan's tone was cold and hard: "Leng Feng, do I need to repeat myself?"

Leng Feng took a single step in place, raised his hand in salute, and said, "Yes, sir!"

Xiao Bao clapped his hands, his eyes sparkling: "Wow, Leng Feng is so handsome!"

Leng Feng had been a special forces soldier and often told Xiao Bao about his legendary past experiences. The little boy loved listening to these stories and soon became best friends with Leng Feng, sharing everything with him.

Ye Jizhou straightened his collar, which had been disheveled when Leng Feng lifted him up. Although his lean body was no match for Leng Feng's, he felt genuine contempt for him.

Pei Hansheng is an unreasonable person, and there is no normal person around him.

"Xiao Bao, come in with Uncle. Uncle brought you a gift."

Ye Jizhou had just received a subsidy from the research institute, and with 10,000 yuan, he was willing to spend 15,000 yuan to buy Xiaobao a Saint Seiya Gundam model.

Xiao Bao was immediately drawn in and began assembling the device with Ye Jizhou in the hospital room.

When Qiao Wan arrived, the two were already getting along well.

She placed the food she had packed on the way on the table: "Are you hungry? Come wash your hands and eat."

Ye Jizhou looked over and saw Qiao Wan tying her hair up. Her back was graceful and her figure was supple, making it hard to look away.

He stopped to admire it, his eyes darkening.

He tried to avoid contacting her during this time, but he found it impossible not to bother her. She was the woman who occupied his youth, the white moonlight he longed for but could not have.

I will never forget this in my entire life.

Qiao Wan casually tied her hair into a bun, turned her head, and met Ye Jizhou's gaze.

Seeing that he had completely changed, she smiled, her eyes crinkling: "Professor Ye, how's work going?"

Ye Jizhou stood up and moved closer to Qiao Wan, looking at the food on the table, some of which were his favorite dishes.

When Qiao Wan is kind to someone, it's always subtle and gentle, with every detail perfectly placed, permeating that person's life so much that even eating, sleeping, and breathing will leave her mark.

Pei Hansheng had lived with her for four years, and Qiao Wan had nurtured him for four years. How could he bear to hurt her?

What is poison to one is honey to another; the difference between people is truly astounding.

"That toy, it must be expensive, right?"

Qiao Wan pointed to the model her son was playing with. She had seen it in a shop window before, and the decent ones cost tens of thousands of yuan.

"The kids like it, so I'm spending money to make them happy."

"You've only been working for a short time, and you're already spending money like water, getting all arrogant."

"Okay, I won't buy it again."

"That's more like it. Prices in the capital aren't cheap. You need to save your money for your future wife."

A hint of sadness flashed in Ye Jizhou's eyes.

"Enough about me. I've come to bring you some news about your background."

Qiao Wan was taken aback. If Ye Jizhou hadn't mentioned it, she would have almost forgotten about it.

Over the years, her search for her relatives has become hopeless. The only strange thing is that all the clues related to her past have been inexplicably cut off.

Later, she realized that her family members who abandoned her were probably living well. They abandoned her and didn't want her to come back to them. Maybe they had been secretly observing her for many years and had no intention of acknowledging her.

A person like her, like duckweed or reeds, is adrift in the vast world, making the four seas her home. She is destined to have shallow emotional ties and is unworthy of family affection.