Old Mrs. Song is reborn; get out of here, you scumbag husband and illegitimate child!

Song Shiyi only ran back to the yard after seeing her get into the car.

"Grandma, I've returned the things to her."

Song Xianglan put down her teacup: "What did she say?"

"She barely said anything, just cried." Song Shiyi pulled out a chair and sat down. "She looked like she had suffered a big blow; she could barely walk, and she even twisted her high heels."

Song Xianglan snorted coldly:

"She found another man and had a child outside. Now she expects Zhou Fang to stay put and wait for her? Where does she get that confidence?"

As they were talking, Song Shiyan came out of the side room.

"Grandma, what would you like to eat for lunch? It's my treat," Song Shiyan asked with a smile.

Liu Dahua and Liu Chunhua just happened to push the door open and come out.

Liu Dahua said with a smile:

"It's my turn to do it at noon today. I have money in my pocket."

"Now that we're in Beijing, Shiyi and I will naturally be the hosts. This afternoon, we'll visit the Forbidden City."

When Liu Chounu heard that they were going to visit the Forbidden City, she immediately perked up.

"Really? I can walk around where the Emperor lives?"

"able."

Song Shiyi chimed in, "These next few days, Shi Yan and I will accompany you all day long, taking you to see all the fun places in Beijing, and then we'll go check out the surrounding areas."

Liu Chunhua couldn't stop smiling.

"That's great! It's a rare opportunity to get out here, so we're definitely going to have a blast before we go back."

The lunch was a lively and enjoyable affair.

An Xiyang clutched Da Bao's business card, looking at the numbers on it over and over again.

Take out your old mobile phone.

She dialed the number above.

The phone rang for a long time before it was answered.

"Hello, who is this?" a male voice came through, sounding like an assistant.

"I'm looking for President Zhou, Zhou Yakang." An Xiyang tried hard to suppress the tremor in her voice.

"Mr. Zhou isn't here; he went to the new city," the other person said. "Is there anything urgent?"

Anxi Yang said urgently:

"I am his elder, and I have something very urgent to discuss with him."

The other party didn't ask any further questions.

They quickly provided a phone number for a new city.

Anxi hung up the phone and immediately gave instructions to the driver.

"To the airport."

She leaned back in her car seat and closed her eyes.

She wanted to ask Zhou Fang in person if he had really forgotten her.

The waiting hall was bustling with people.

Wearing sunglasses and holding her business class ticket, An Xiyang walked into the boarding gate.

Unbeknownst to her, on the same plane in economy class, Da Bao was sitting by the window, flipping through the documents in his hand.

The mother and son were in this cramped space.

They missed their first chance to reunite.

The plane landed in the new city.

Da Bao pulled his suitcase out of the airport and hailed a taxi.

"Master, to Biyue Bay."

The car was parked at the entrance of the villa area.

Da Bao paid the money and dragged his suitcase inside.

I just pushed open the door to my house.

A small cannonball hit him right in the chest.

"Big brother!" Zhou Yani clung to Da Bao's neck like a koala, her two slender legs tightly wrapped around his waist. "You've finally arrived!"

Da Bao held her.

"Missing your older brother?"

"Take me away quickly. I've already packed my bags."

She pointed to the corner of the wall.

There stood there all alone, a pink Disney princess suitcase.

Da Bao was both amused and exasperated.

"So eager? I just got in the door and haven't even had a sip of water yet."

"Hey, big brother, we can't stay here anymore." Zhou Yani jumped off him, grabbed his hand, and pulled him outside. "Dad only thinks about Mom, I'm superfluous here. Let's go, let's go. I want to live with you."

Da Bao reached out and rubbed her head.

"Okay, let me take you out to get something to eat first, so you can fill your stomach before we go, okay?"

Zhou Yani nodded repeatedly.

"Then I want ice cream."

Da Bao led his younger sister out the door.

The two had just left.

The phone rang at home.

The nanny, Sister Yang, was wiping the table, so she quickly went over to take it.

Hello.

"I'm looking for Da Bao." An Xi Yang's voice came from the other end of the phone. "Is he there?"

Sister Yang was stunned for a moment.

"You're looking for the eldest son? He just took Miss out for dinner. The master and mistress aren't home."

An Xiyang felt a stab to her heart when she heard the word "sir".

"When will he be back?"

"That's hard to say. Mr. Zhou should be back soon. Why don't you call again later?"

Anxi Yang's mind raced.

"I'm Da Bao's elder. Da Bao left in such a hurry that he forgot to tell me his exact address. I'm currently in Xincheng and wanted to go find him. Could you please give me his address?"

Sister Yang didn't think much of it.

"We're in Bishuiwan, Building 18. Just tell them you're looking for Mr. Zhou when you get to the door."

"Okay, thank you."

Anxi Yang breathed a sigh of relief after hanging up the phone.

Bishuiwan is a well-known affluent area in the new city.

Back then, after Cong Ying became pregnant, Zhou Fang bought the lakeside villa here without hesitation.

The neighborhood is quiet, and the lake is just a short walk away.

It's not far from the hospital where Cong Ying works, only a ten-minute drive away.

Anxi Yang flagged down a car and headed straight for Bishui Bay.

Zhou Fang, wearing an apron, was skillfully processing seafood at the kitchen counter.

Knowing that Da Bao was coming back today, he made a special trip to the seafood market and bought Da Bao's favorite red-eyed fish and crabs.

They also packed ginger duck and braised pork.

A soup of tiger tail bones was simmering on the stove.

Zhou Fang picked up a knife and skillfully cut open the crab's shell.

"Ding-dong..."

Doorbell rang.

Zhou Fang didn't even look up: "Sister Yang, open the door, it should be Da Bao coming back."

Sister Yang responded and wiped her hands to open the door.

The door opened.

A woman in a silk dress stood outside the door, her makeup exquisite, carrying a bag.

Sister Yang was stunned.

This woman looks unfamiliar, but why does she look somewhat like the second young master of the family?

"Who are you looking for?" Sister Yang asked.

"Is Zhou Fangfang here?" An Xiyang asked, looking at Sister Yang.

"Mr. Zhou is here." Sister Yang stepped aside. "You are...?"

Anxi Yang didn't answer and walked straight in.

The kitchen door was half open.

Zhou Fang was carrying a plate of prepared crabs, preparing to put them into the steamer.

Hearing footsteps, he turned around.

Eyes facing each other.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

An Xiyang looked at the man in front of her.

More than a decade has passed, but time has not left too many marks on Zhou Fang's face. Instead, it has given him a mature and composed demeanor.

He stood tall and straight, wearing an apron, yet his composed demeanor was still undeniable.

The Zhou Fang before me is much more charming than the young man who worked hard from dawn till dusk in the countryside back then.

Anxi Yang's eyes instantly reddened.

Zhou Fang stared at her for two seconds, and the surprise on his face quickly faded.

He put the crabs into the steamer and put the lid on.

"Come in and sit down," Zhou Fang said calmly. "I still have some water spinach to cook in the kitchen. Sit down for a bit, and I'll get you some tea after I finish cooking it."

That tone.

It was like greeting an ordinary neighbor you hadn't seen in a long time.

Anxi felt a pang of sorrow in her heart.

She thought that Zhou Fang would at least be excited to see her.

But there was nothing there.

"Mr. Zhou, let me cook this," Sister Yang quickly interjected, observing the situation. "I know how to make water spinach with fermented bean curd. You go and serve the guests."

Zhou Fang took off his apron and handed it to Sister Yang.

"OK."

He walked out of the kitchen.

Take the tea canister out of the cabinet.

Anxi Yang stood in the center of the living room, looking somewhat awkward.

Zhou Fang walked to the telephone.

I dialed Cong Ying's number.

"Hey, honey." Zhou Fang's voice immediately softened. "We have a guest at home. Could you take a day off and come back? Da Bao will be home soon too, let's have lunch together."

Hearing that natural "wife," Anxi Yang's fingers gripped the bag strap.

I hung up the phone.

Zhou Fang walked to the sofa and sat down.

"Have a seat," Zhou Fang said, gesturing with his hand.

He started boiling water and washing the teaware, his movements practiced and natural.

Anxi Yang sat down opposite him.

Zhou Fang picked up the kettle, poured boiling water into the teapot, and the aroma of tea filled the air.

He poured himself a small glass.

It was pushed in front of Anxi Yang.

"Da Bao took Yani out, they'll be back soon." Zhou Fang picked up her cup and took a sip.

An Xiyang raised her head and stared into Zhou Fang's eyes.

"I heard you're with Cong Ying?"

"Mm." Zhou Fang put down her cup.

"Why?" An Xi Yang's voice tightened. "When did you two get together?"

Zhou Fang looked at her.

His gaze was calm and composed.

"I love her," Zhou Fang said. "I want to spend my life with her."

An Xiyang suddenly laughed, her laughter full of sarcasm.

"Your preferences can change at any time. What did you tell me back then? Have you forgotten?"

Zhou Fang did not avoid her gaze.

"I did love you back then," Zhou Fang said steadily, "but that was back then."

He paused.

Look intently into Anxi Yang's eyes.

"My feelings for Cong Ying will never change after I met her."