Spoiled Sparrow

As darkness fell, Lin Yun'en followed Dong Chenye and sneaked out of the castle.

Once she was in the car, she finally dared to speak loudly: "Who would understand? It really felt like I was in a spy movie."

The thought of carrying the crucial responsibility of protecting her best friend's personal freedom filled her with a sense of mission. She fastened her seatbelt, pointed ahead, and said, "Let's go find Professor Zhang now."

......

Fu Chen stood by the window, watching the car drive away, and lazily sipped the water that Ruan Qing had personally poured for him.

Assistant Zhang stood behind him, looking worried: "President Fu, are we just going to let them go like this? What if..."

"I guess he knew she was now willing to stay by my side, so he left naturally."

Secretary Zhang wanted to say something more, but seeing how confident and certain the BOSS was, she stopped talking.

Remembering the important reason he had come, he took out the hospital's diagnosis report: "President Fu, Chairman Fu suffered a sudden cerebral infarction. He is out of immediate danger and is currently under close monitoring in the ICU."

Fu Chen lowered his eyes and said calmly, "Okay, I understand. Send a group of the best doctors over there. Let me know immediately if there are any problems."

Assistant Zhang: "Mr. Fu, there's one more thing."

Seeing his stammering, Fu Chen frowned, and his tone turned serious: "Speak."

Assistant Zhang bowed his head and reported, "A police officer is looking for Miss Ruan."

"police?"

Fu Chen frowned slightly: "When?"

Assistant Zhang's voice trailed off: "It's...it's today."

"How did you know?" Fu Chen stared at him, his scrutiny obvious.

Assistant Zhang's tone was somewhat flustered: "Because this policeman is...my cousin. He said he sent an important message to Miss Ruan but didn't receive a reply, so he traced it to me."

He straightened his back and said firmly, "But Mr. Fu, rest assured, I haven't said a word about Miss Ruan being here."

Fu Chen looked away from him, turned around and took Ruan Qing's phone from the safe.

[Hello Ms. Ruan, this is the Huaxi District Public Security Bureau. Unfortunately, we have not found a matching DNA match for you in our DNA database.]

[Also, regarding your adoptive mother, Shen Zhaolan, we have some preliminary information. Would it be convenient for you to come over?]

The message was sent last night.

Since the message was sent to this phone, he really didn't know about it.

Fu Chen typed a line of text and sent it.

I'm currently on a business trip and don't have time. Please say what you need to say here.

Fu Chen had no desire to investigate his desires, but he also didn't want to arouse his suspicion.

To everyone's surprise, the other party replied instantly.

A hint of amusement flashed in Fu Chen's eyes; Officer Zhang had successfully caught his attention.

Sorry, but this is an official matter; you need to come to the police station in person.

Fu Chen didn't intend to reply, but the other party quickly sent a message.

Ms. Ruan, are you available to take this call?

Assistant Zhang accidentally glanced at the message sent from the other end and his face almost turned green: "Brother, how could someone as upright as you say something like that about the boss's Achilles' heel? You're just digging your own grave!"

Fu Chen frowned and, as if possessed, clicked on the other person's Moments.

Aside from anti-fraud propaganda and job forwarding, there is no personal information.

Assistant Zhang whispered, "Mr. Fu, this is my brother's work account. It only contains work-related content. He adds close friends and family members on his personal account."

"Is that so?"

Fu Chen held his phone up to Assistant Zhang's face, the vibrating screen causing his heart to race.

[The other party has invited you to connect to a voice call...]

"Mr. Fu, this...it must be something urgent..."

One swipe, one press, and the phone shuts down.

"You'd better give me an explanation."

Fu Chen strode out, with his assistant Zhang chasing after him, explaining, "Mr. Fu, I swear on my year-end bonus, I didn't reveal anything."

"What are you saying?" a female voice interrupted the conversation.

Fu Chen took out a mask from his pocket, put it on, and went to greet her: "Mother."

He took Aunt Liu's hand, stood behind Lan Yin, and pushed the wheelchair: "It's windy outside, let me push you back."

"No need, I just want to get some fresh air today. Why don't you push me on the swing?"

"it is good."

Assistant Zhang had just taken a step to follow when Aunt Liu grabbed him and pulled him back.

The mother and son stared at their shadows on the snow, remaining silent for a long time.

After a long while, the wind stopped.

Lan Yin raised her hand and placed it on the back of Fu Chen's hand.

He froze in surprise, his grip loosened slightly, and he turned his hand over to tightly grasp his mother's hand.

Lan Yin felt his movement but didn't object: "Fu Chen, I've wronged you all these years."

"I know that my absence caused indelible damage to your childhood, but I had no other choice."

Fu Chen's Adam's apple bobbed as he tilted his head back and took a deep breath, suppressing his emotions.

He wanted to say something at that moment, but the words stuck in his throat.

The stone that blocked his heart also blocked his mouth.

"Fu Chen, I know you must hate me, resent me, and want me to love you... But I'm sorry, I can't accept loving you, because you are my child with Fu Yancheng."

Lan Yin's voice trembled as she cried, each word feeling like a thousand needles piercing her heart.

She gave birth to the child, and she tried to love him, but she was in so much pain, so much pain...

Every time she saw his face, it stirred up memories of helplessness and despair in her.

Fu Chen heard his mother sobbing, and his heart ached as well, as if a thread connected his heart to hers, and he felt her pain.

He lowered his head, watching her back, his gaze slowly shifting to their hands, his fingertips tightening slightly as he gripped her hand tightly.

enough.

Lan Yin moved her legs and used Fu Chen's hand for support: "Help me up and walk around."

"I really like that girl you introduced me to last time. Let her keep me company and talk to me."

Fu Chen paused in his helping hand, then quickly resumed, "Okay, I'll have her go to your room later."

Lan Yin: "Let's do it now. Let her come with me for a walk. I know you like her, and I want to show her to you too. Don't always keep her cooped up in her room; she needs to get some fresh air."

"it is good."

When Ruan Qing heard that she could go out, she was completely stunned and almost thought she was dreaming.

Did feigning weakness and acting obedient make Fu Chen lower his guard so quickly?

Once she got downstairs, she realized she had been overthinking things.

"Aunt Lan Yin!"

Ruan Qing spotted the familiar figure in the snow at a glance, and the faint smile on her face made her look much more energetic than before.

She let go of Fu Chen's hand and ran towards Lan Yin.

Lan Yin was already unsteady on her feet, and with this "bump," she swayed and fell into Ruan Qing's arms, startling Fu Chen, who was walking slowly behind her.

"Auntie, are you alright?"

Fu Chen rushed over to support her: "Mother."

Lan Yin straightened up: "It's nothing."

Lan Yin looked at Fu Chen: "I'm going to talk to her about something. You go ahead and do your thing."

Fu Chen thought his mother was going to say something good about him, so he nodded and stepped back into the corridor, watching them from a distance.

They supported each other, their smiles were so beautiful.

So this is what happiness at home is like?

A barely perceptible smile appeared on his cold face. Assistant Zhang leaned closer and said, "Madam must be saying good things about President Fu."

far away.

Lan Yin held Ruan Qing's hand and said with a bitter smile, "Child, leave him."