even more curious and eager, almost nervously dropping their heads and burying them deep in their chests, as if trying to avoid being seen by anyone... She was afraid of so many people, afraid of the...In the driver's seat, Vivian opened her mouth to comfort Jian Tong, but she found that she couldn't find a single word to ease his pain. It was precisely because she understood him so well that she felt powerless to offer solace.

She even had a feeling that the woman in the back seat, who looked indifferent, returned to S city from tranquility with such heaviness once again.

There are quite a few problems within Jian Shi, it's just that whether the previous chairman was simply overconfident and ignored them, or if Jian Zhen Dong doesn't consider these issues serious, remains unknown.

Vivian felt a pang of sympathy for the woman in the backseat. When Jian was busy, he practically worked himself to death.

She should hate Shen Xiujin, after all, it was he who drove a vibrant woman to step back, step by step, until she had nowhere left to go.

In all of S City, only Shen Xiujin could truly drive Jian Tong to a desperate corner.

Now, she felt a tinge of gratitude. At least there was Shen Xiujin's banter to keep her company, making sure she got picked up for lunch and dinner on time. Otherwise, the woman in the backseat would definitely be so busy that she'd forget to eat.

The car stopped at the school gate. Jian Tong saw that tall, thin boy for the second time. He looked rebellious, and his face was full of displeasure when he saw her.

"I'm telling you, I don't want to go to the Jian family." The rebellious boy glared at her in the car, not forgetting to threaten: "As I said, the match is unsuccessful. What else do you want Unsuccessful is unsuccessful, even if we try a hundred times, it won't be successful."

Ding Wen stood beside her, his face embarrassed. "Xiao Ou, that's your sister. How do you speak to her like that"

"She's not my sister."

Ding Nuan glanced at Jian Tong in the car. The woman didn't even raise her head, focusing intently on a stack of reports throughout the drive.

Suddenly awkward and stifled.

This is like them playing a card they think is heavy against Jian Tong, but the weight of that card, no one else even notices.

Ding Nuann knew what was up, she grabbed Jian Shi Ou and shoved him into the back seat: "You be closer to your sister, Mom will sit in the passenger seat."

"Who wants to get close to her." The child was still rebellious.

Ding Warm wore a look of embarrassment as she glanced at Jian Tong, but it was destined to be disappointing. The other party didn't even bother to acknowledge her, completely indifferent and busy with their own work.

Ding Nuan could only give Jian Shi Ou's arm a tiny pinch: "This child."

Jian Shi Ou reluctantly got into the car.

Along the way, Ding Nuan saw from the rearview mirror that Jian Tong in the back seat had several reports in her hand. Her eyes twinkled as she said, "That... Mrs. Shen is very busy."

Silence was her only response.

Ding warm did not give up, and asked: "That, so many reports Is the efficiency of the Jian Shi Group so good"

Vivian's delicate eyebrows narrowed coldly, "Quiet down, we General An is working. He doesn't like to be disturbed."

Vivian's reaction, in Ding Nuan's eyes, was undoubtedly guilty.

Suddenly, a cold laugh arose in my heart: Old Jian Zhendong was right, this Jian Tong is indeed a rebellious child.

Looking at the young girl in the rearview mirror with burning eyes, these things originally belonged to their little Ou.

All the way, in silence, only the rustling of pages turning in the air remained.

Vivian felt a pang of sympathy for Jian Tong, "Mr. Jian, we're here."

"Hmm Here already" The woman only raised her head from work as she got out of the car. Vivian saw her put the unfinished reports into her backpack and couldn't help but comfort her:

"General Jian, work is never-ending. Just take your time with the reports. This time I'm here to help with the styling, so let's leave work out of it."

Ding Wen listened intently, increasingly speculating about the size of Jian's wealth and its profitability.

Jian Tong rubbed her temples, "It's nothing." She said, pushing the door to get out of the car. These reports were very urgent, otherwise she wouldn't have endured the motion sickness and reviewed them in the car.

Head to the main hospital building to collect samples. Time ticked by as the process continued until all samples were collected. A medical staff member then said, "It will take about a week for the results to come out."

Ding Nuannxin let out a sigh of relief. She was gambling all along, betting that this kind of pairing would take some time to show results.

Then that's easy.

After returning from the hospital, Ding Nuann again added fuel to the fire in front of Jian Zhen Dong, saying, “You said Xiao Tong is really something, so guarded, we are relatives, treat us like thieves.”

Jian Zhen Dong immediately darkened his face: "This rebellious girl, she even guarded against me." The rebellious girl was guarding against Ding Nuan, but it was Jian Zhen Dong himself.

Ding Nuan stepped in to smooth things over: "Don't just guess, and don't blame Xiao Tong. Who could blame her Xiaou isn't her biological child. If anyone's to blame, it's Xiaou being my son, Ding Nuan."

Jian Zhen Dong was furious: “Xiao Ou isn't her biological son, so he's not my son Jian Zhen Dong's!”

"Sigh... all I hope is that Xiao Ou won't be called a bastard. If he can smoothly enter the Jian family's genealogy, then people won't have an excuse to mock him."

Jian Zhen Dong raised his hand and gently pinched Ding Nuann's small waist: "Don't worry about the styling, I'll take care of it."

Ding Nuan suddenly hung her head dejectedly.

"Why aren't you happy"

"I think... I'm really selfish," Ding Nuann choked back tears, her face filled with guilt as she looked at Jian Zhen Dong. "Mo Bai is your son too. Xiao Ou could have saved his older brother, but because of my selfishness..."

Enough said.

Can't that rebellious daughter donate bone marrow to Mo Bai

"Mo Bai is her own brother."

Jian Zhen Dong was furious and flared up: "Forget it, don't bother with this anymore. If that rebellious girl really refuses to save her own brother, just wait to be pointed at and scolded by all the influential people in S City."

He wasn't particularly close to that rebellious daughter anyway. That girl was always around her grandfather, and while he was still alive, he often got compared to her by his grandfather.

He was a middle-aged man, constantly being compared to his daughter. It had taken such a toll on him that he couldn't even look up for a long time.

His son, Jian Mo Bai, was spoiled by his mother since childhood. He had limited ability, so Jian Shi gave the company to Mo Bai, but he didn't trust him at all.

As for Xiao Ou, he's grown up well. He's tough when he needs to be, and has a good personality. His two children with that shrew of a wife, one who resembles her mother and the other who takes after his father, are both raised away from him. Only this little son born to his younger wife grows up by his side.

Jian Zhen Dong patted Ding Warm's shoulder: "Make some good soup for Xiao Ou, the child is developing. I have to go about some business."

He rose and walked to the balcony.

Ding Nuann responded and walked towards the kitchen, but she stealthily glanced out to the balcony. Jian Zhen Dong was on his phone, talking to someone.

……

I haven't seen Shen Xiujin for several days.

Jian Tong knows, that person went on a business trip.

This wasn't her first time traveling for work, but no matter where he went on business trips or how busy he was, he would call her every day, three times a day, just like clockwork.

Every time that man went on a business trip, he would change his face and warn her: "If you don't answer the phone, no matter where you are, I will drop everything I'm doing and fly back as soon as possible."

It was also because of this sentence that Jian Tong almost dared not miss his call.

Almost, yeah, almost.

Once, she actually ran out of battery and turned off her phone. Unexpectedly, at 3:00 AM that night, the person stood dusty and tired at her doorstep.

The moment the door opened, she was astonished.

But the man stood at the doorway, without a word, and pulled her forcefully into his arms.

The moment she was held in his embrace, she felt his heart beating rapidly through their clothes. He held her tightly, so tightly it hurt. This time, however, she hesitated and didn't push him away.

In the office

"Jane, what are you looking at" Vivian was giving a report, but she noticed the woman behind her desk wasn't paying attention.

"Huh Nothing." She glanced at her phone again, still no incoming calls.

Vivian put down the quarterly report in her hand and sat down opposite Jian. "Jian, you've looked at your phone over a dozen times this afternoon. Are you waiting for someone's call"

Vivian smiled.

It was obvious why Jian Tong wasn't paying attention.

"You're mistaken." The woman said softly from behind her desk.

"Jianzong, a woman has to be honest with herself," Vivian said. "Otherwise, she'll only suffer." Though she didn't agree.

"You're mistaken." Jian Tong remained as indifferent as ever.

Vivian's eyes flashed with ferocity, she decided to bluntly pierce Jian Tong: "Jian Tong, is it so hard to admit that you're waiting for Mr. Shen's call"

"I don't."

She denied it completely, Vivian couldn't help but roll her eyes. Suddenly, a ring of bells sounded.

Vivian glanced at the phone screen on the table and caught sight of two words: "Here, they called me."

"I'm not waiting for his call." Before answering the phone, Jian Tong repeated it.

Vivian impatiently nodded. "Fine, you're not waiting for his call..."

Before she could finish her sentence,

Clang—

"What's wrong!" Vivian jumped up, the woman behind the desk looked stunned.

What do you say!

The woman's face paled visibly, the color draining away, leaving it completely devoid of blood.

"Child! Speak up!"

"I, I..." she "I"-ed for a long time, only with scattered murmurs, not able to string together a complete sentence.

"He... he..."

"What's going on!"

"He's abroad..." Jian Tong's face was pale, his lips trembling so violently he could hardly speak.

"Looking for a woman" Vivian asked, inwardly cursing Shen's name.

"Her heart, her heart was shot. She's in the hospital being resuscitated. Right now, she's still in a coma." I almost used all my strength to finish that sentence. By the time I finished, tears were streaming down my face.

Vivian stiffened, "Shen Xiujian was shot and fell unconscious" Even she felt that the world had made such a huge joke.

That's why I didn't text her for several days, making sure she supervises the child's three meals a day and nap time

"Don't worry, everything will be fine. They're doing everything they can to save them, aren't they"

Vivian was anxious to advise Jane, but when she looked past her desk, she saw a woman with vacant eyes, tears streaming down her face.

In her haste, she resorted to a foolish trick: "Don't cry. Don't you remember how he ruined you You should be happy, you haven't loved him for a long time."

The woman muttered to herself, "That's right, that's right. I hate him. I didn't cry, I didn't cry."

The woman, saying “I didn’t cry,” had tears that just wouldn't stop. "What is this" she said, raising her hand to wipe the moisture from her face as if unfamiliar with it. She looked up foolishly and said to Vivian, who was equally anxious, :

“I'm so happy, I don't love that person anymore, that person has nothing to do with me. I'm so happy, happy to the point of death.”

She stretched her lips, pulling out a smile with great difficulty. She strained to lift the corners of her mouth, but she felt such heaviness there, as if a thousand-pound weight was dragging them down.

"Look, look, Vivian, look at me laughing, I'm laughing, I'm happy, truly happy."

Vivian couldn't stand it anymore. She looked at the woman, who wasn't crying nor laughing, and at the smile on her face, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Alright, alright! Stop laughing! Stop laughing!" Vivian rushed over: "Stop laughing, if you're sad, just cry."

"It's okay, I'm happy, I'm so happy I can't even contain myself, I'm laughing, didn't you see I'm laughing, how could I be sad I'm just laughing."

"Yes, yes, you're laughing, you're happy." She felt the woman in her arms was too fragile now, so fragile that she didn't dare to pierce through that lie.

My heart ached with every beat.

A good person, after just a few days, came news of misfortune.

"Shen Er said..." The woman choked back sobs.

"What is it" Vivian asked cautiously, afraid of touching the fragile nerves of the woman in her arms at this moment.

"It's perilous, it's hanging by a thread!" Suddenly, all was silent.

Vivian Zhang opened her mouth, her face changing color... This serious

Shen Er even used the phrase "perilous" to describe it.

It was at this moment that Vivian's phone rang.

It was Shen Er's call. She hesitated for a moment before she could press the answer button.

The woman in his arms immediately touched a nerve: "Whose" she asked urgently.

"Vivian opened her mouth several times, "Shen Er."

"Grab it quickly!" The usually calm and composed Jian Tong exclaimed to Vivian with urgency.

"Okay, don't worry, I got this." She felt that something was off about Jian Tong right now. She didn't dare to touch him at all.

The phone rang and Shen Er instructed something on the other end. The brief call ended.

"What did he say!" The woman in his arms, eyes bloodshot, urgently questioned him.

Vivian looked grave, staring at the child in her arms. A flicker of sympathy crossed her eyes, but under the expectant gaze of the little one, Vivian composed herself and spoke in a solemn tone:

"The message left by Shen Er instructed Madam Shen to go to Italy immediately."

"I…"

Vivian didn't give Jean any chance to speak, and continued:

"As for the visa, passport, and private jet, Young Master Xi will have everything prepared. Someone will come to pick up Mrs. Shen shortly."

Shen Er said, Mrs. Shen immediately packed her belongings. The luggage was kept simple, but,

She couldn't bear to do it, but gritting her teeth, she said, "It would be best to prepare a set of solemn and formal black attire. With so much going on abroad, I'm afraid there won't be time to purchase one."

Jian Tong's body shook violently, like a puppet slowly raising her hand to wipe away her tears—

I'm going to prepare.

She turned away blankly. Vivian watched that vacant figure and could no longer hold back, shouting loudly at its back:

"Hey! If you want to cry, cry out loud!"guration, I...I also checked the big database. Only a child can save me, and she is my own sister.Dad, tell me, where is the childOnlooker Madam Jian's face turned as white as paper, and she suddenly...