Shen Zhaoli was moved almost to tears as he grasped Wen Jiao’s hand. Just as he was about to say something, the door to the private room was pushed open, and Bian Xiao, the little guy, came bouncing in. The little fellow blinked his large eyes, fluttering them, and let out an astonished "Wow" when he saw Shen Zhaoli, exclaiming, "What a good-looking uncle!" Bian Xiao had met Shen Zhaoli before, but not many times; it wasn’t enough to leave a deep impression in the child’s mind. Shen Zhaoli was very pleased with Bian Xiao’s spontaneous compliment. The kid really had an eye for things; his aesthetic sense was also good. He smiled and waved at Bian Xiao, "Come here, let Uncle give you a hug and see how heavy you’ve gotten!" So Bian Xiao, with his little backpack swinging, dashed into Shen Zhaoli’s arms, "Uncle! I really like you!" Shen Jinci stood at the doorway, watching the scene unfold with a headache. It seemed that everyone was falling for Bian Xiao’s charm. His own brother was now holding Bian Xiao, smiling so hugely like his face was valueless. "I like Xiaoxiao too. Whatever you want, Uncle will buy it for you!" Just another person spoiling the child. Shen Jinci spoke out with a cold voice, "Don’t spoil him." Shen Zhaoli placed Bian Xiao on his lap. He completely disagreed with Shen Jinci’s words, "Xiaoxiao is just a child; it doesn’t hurt to spoil him a bit. Brother, why are you so picky with a little kid? After all, he’s your son; just dote on him." Shen Jinci sat down, remained silent, and started looking at the menu. After he ordered a few more dishes, Bian Yue finally arrived, fashionably late. She dressed a bit too much today, and she had rushed all the way over, so her little face was red and flushed. Entering from the outside and seeing that everyone had arrived, she paused for a moment and then smilingly said, "Xiaoxiao, I’m sorry! Mommy is late!" Bian Xiao bounced up like a spring from Shen Zhaoli’s arms and ran to Bian Yue, hugging her legs, "Mommy! Mommy!" His voice was milky and incredibly cute. His call melted Bian Yue’s heart, and she bent down to kiss the little one’s face, saying, "I was a bit busy today; Xiaoxiao, shall we have the birthday cake first?" Bian Xiao obediently nodded his head. In front of Bian Yue, he was especially well-behaved, "Then I want to give the first piece to Mommy!" "Alright!" Bian Yue said with a smile, "After Xiaoxiao makes a wish, you can cut the cake for Mommy." Bian Xiao agreed cheerfully, his little head bobbing vigorously. After pacifying him, Bian Yue then sat down beside Shen Jinci. He stood up naturally, took her coat from her hands, and asked softly, "Is the new collaboration giving you trouble?" "Lu Zhonian offered very generous terms, it’s not that troublesome; it’s just that the stakeholder chain is quite extensive and needs to be streamlined," Bian Yue said, then she smiled at Shen Jinci and softly added, "I’ve booked a ticket to the north and will be leaving tomorrow." There was a smile in Shen Jinci’s eyes as he said, "Then we’ll let Bian Xiao stay at Wen Jiao’s house first." Bian Yue nodded, leaned close to Shen Jinci’s ear, and whispered in a lowered voice, "Thank you for your hard work during this period, Mr. Shen." Shen Jinci’s gaze was tender as he looked at Bian Yue’s serious face, pinched her palm, and said, "It’s more important for Yueyue to be happy." After everyone celebrated Bian Xiao’s birthday, it naturally fell on Wen Jiao to take the little guy home. On the way, Bian Xiao sat between Wen Jiao and Shen Zhaoli, taking out an English dictionary from his backpack. Wen Jiao was shocked as he looked at Bian Xiao and asked, "Xiaoxiao, when did you start looking at this?" Bian Xiao lifted the dictionary with pride, and flaunted it. "I’ve memorized all the words and sentence structures inside. The next time Mom goes abroad, I’m going to follow her!" Shen Zhaoli smiled, leisurely watching Bian Xiao, "Then why aren’t you following her this time?" "Dad has been so busy lately; I’ll just let Mom be with him for now!" Bian Xiao finished speaking and started flipping through the dictionary. Wen Jiao watched Bian Xiao with a beaming smile, her fondness for him clearly showing in her eyes. "Tomorrow, Auntie will have Grandpa make lots of delicious food for Xiaoxiao. Is there anything specific you’d like to eat?" The little guy shook his head, trying to act grown-up, and said in a childishly milky voice, "I’m not picky! Whatever Grandpa makes, Xiaoxiao will eat!" Wen Jiao repeatedly praised him and secretly hoped that Bian Yue and Shen Jinci wouldn’t come back too soon—that way, she could hold Bian Xiao more, for the little guy really was too adorable! As the night deepened, when the car pulled up to the Wen Family’s door, Bian Xiao had already fallen asleep. Shen Zhaoli carried Bian Xiao out of the car and into a guest room that had been prepared in advance. Wen Yongwei had already gone to bed; Wen Jiao followed behind Shen Zhaoli with light footsteps. Only after the little guy was settled snugly into his little bed did Wen Jiao feel relieved. She took a few photos of Bian Xiao’s face and posted them to the group chat of four with a message. Google seaʀᴄh NoveIＦire.net —’Little guy is asleep.’ Bian Yue quickly sent a bunny emoji to indicate her acknowledgement. Wen Jiao pocketed her phone, smiled at Shen Zhaoli, and said in a low voice, "Are you tired? You should rest first; I’m going to check on my dad." "Okay, off you go," said Shen Zhaoli, lowering his gaze, his expression carefully neutral, "Come back and rest soon." Wen Jiao agreed and left. Wen Yongwei’s room was next to the elevator; his body was such that going up and down stairs had become quite difficult. Wen Jiao opened the door and walked in, the faint scent of herbal medicine still lingering in the room. Sitting down, Wen Jiao took Wen Yongwei’s hand, tears of sourness welling up in her eyes that she hadn’t had time to hide when Wen Yongwei slowly woke up. "Dad, you’re awake," Wen Jiao hurriedly covered up, smiling, "I just got back. How are you feeling today? Is there any discomfort anywhere?" Wen Yongwei slowly shook his head, looking at Wen Jiao with loving smiles, "This child, how come you look so down after a trip out? Did you not have fun?" Wen Jiao hurriedly shook her head, her voice catching slightly as she smiled, "No, I wasn’t unhappy! Oh, by the way, Zhaoli came back too. You’ve always been talking about him, haven’t you? He arrived on a plane two days ago, but you were in the hospital for a checkup and didn’t get to see him." Wen Yongwei’s smile grew deeper, and he sighed, "Now that he’s back, I’m relieved, Jiaojiao, Dad always worries that you won’t take good care of yourself." "I’m not a child, I can take care of myself." Wen Jiao made sure Wen Yongwei’s blanket was properly arranged and smiled, "You can rest easy, I’m very independent now." Wen Yongwei nodded, "Alright, go rest now, Dad is going to sleep too." Wen Jiao saw Wen Yongwei’s stark white hair under the soft yellow light. He truly was getting on in years. This fact filled Wen Jiao with an indescribable sense of despair. She held back her sorrow and smiled, "Okay, I’m going to rest now." It wasn’t until she returned to her room that Wen Jiao finally let go, burying her face and crying bitterly. The next moment, she felt someone gently embrace her. Shen Zhaoli’s voice was tender and patient, "Don’t be afraid, I’m here for everything."