Leaving the airport, Lu Liang immediately headed to Yihe Women and Children in Puxin District, under the guidance of the staff, arrived at the fifth-floor ward. "I thought you wouldn’t come." Wang Chuting stood by the window, heard the noise, turned to look at Lu Liang, and a faint smile appeared on her face. She was dressed in a champagne-colored silk long dress, a beige cashmere shawl over her shoulders, wearing a pearl necklace, with elegant makeup, just like a noblewoman from a TV drama stepping into reality. "You said you were leaving the hospital, so I definitely had to rush back no matter what." Lu Liang smiled as he stepped forward, holding Wang Chuting’s waist. Her body and spirit had recovered well, her face was radiant and full, her waist only slightly wider than before. Apart from a gradually rich mature woman’s charm, she didn’t look like she had just had a baby at all. "You, always saying sweet words." Wang Chuting gave a playful glance, becoming a father like Lu Liang was indeed unique. If it weren’t for occasionally seeing news about Lu Liang, she would have thought this person didn’t exist anymore. "You know how it is, I’m particularly busy, especially recently, running between Xiangjiang, Japan, and Korea." Lu Liang hugged Wang Chuting’s waist, with her being 177 cm tall and him 181 cm, his chin rested perfectly on her shoulder. Face to face, cheek to cheek, he briefly recounted the happenings during this period, and how he would soon have to go to Xiangjiang again because of Tongtian’s upcoming roadshow. Wang Chuting listened quietly with a smile, holding Lu Liang’s hands, and only after he finished speaking, she softly said, "I know you’re busy, and I’m not blaming you. It’s just that my mom has a bit of resentment, so when you meet her later, be more forgiving, okay?" "Don’t worry, I have my ways with mothers-in-law." Lu Liang patted his chest and suddenly, a fragrance filled his nostrils. He lowered his head, smelling Wang Chuting’s hair: "Why do I feel you’re increasingly giving off a married woman vibe?" Wang Chuting smiled warmly, looking back at Lu Liang, her eyes full of allure: "If you remember I’m your wife, would the scent seem less strong?" Lu Liang was stunned, then laughed: "The way you put it, it really does seem a bit lighter now." "I knew it." Wang Chuting scrunched her nose, huffed, and lightly kicked Lu Liang’s foot with the heel of her flat shoe. Lu Liang yelped, pretending to be in pain, but still teasingly joked, "After all, the home flower can’t be as fragrant as the wild flower." "Then go find your wild flower." Wang Chuting glared sharply, her voice suddenly raising a few notches. "You look beautiful when you’re angry." Lu Liang spoke gently and suddenly said seriously, "Tingting, I missed you." Wang Chuting softened, gave a small "hmm": "Me too." Just then, a sudden cough interrupted their intimate moment. "Lu Liang, when did you get here?" Mrs. Wang stood expressionless, pushing a baby stroller at the ward’s door. She looked at Lu Liang coldly, no longer with the warmth from two months ago when they first met. No matter how irresponsible, there’s a limit. He didn’t come to the hospital for two whole months to see Wang Chuting and the baby. Although Wang Chuting said that Lu Liang often video-called her, he was too busy with work to come. But Mrs. Wang seriously doubted this because she had never seen them video call, not even once. "Mom, I just came from Korea, discussed some business with Samsung and Hyundai Group." Lu Liang smiled broadly, sweetly calling out and quickly stepped forward to pick up the little one from the stroller. "Oh my, already so heavy." Lu Liang cradled the baby with extreme familiarity, calling "Mom" so naturally: "Mom, how much does Chu Jun weigh now?" Google seaʀᴄh 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩•𝗳𝗂𝗋𝖾•𝕟𝕖𝕥 "Twelve and a half pounds." Mrs. Wang was momentarily dazed, muddled by his calls of "Mom," her resentment dissipating with the wind. After all, there was news saying Lu Liang might surpass Huang Guangyu of Gome and become the 34-year-old First Rich in East Country. In one’s thirties, to become the richest person in a 1.4 billion population country, possibly even the richest Chinese, the wealthiest Chinese globally. He is busy usually, and it’s normal. As family members, they should understand. Moreover, even being so seemingly irresponsible, Lu Liang arranged everything meticulously for their living, clothing, and postpartum care. Like when she chatted with the hospital nurses and found out Wang Chuting was staying at Modu’s most luxurious maternity hospital, with postpartum confinement fees over 10,000 a day. Compared to her old flame, he’s a hundred times better. He said he went home to prepare, and when he returns to East Country, he would propose to her and take her away. But once he left, there was no news from him at all. She was left alone, expelled from school, returning to her hometown to raise the child. "Lu Liang, it’s not just a mom’s advice, but no matter how busy you are, you should make time to come and see us." Mrs. Wang spoke gently and earnestly, "A child might not remember things from when they’re young, but they remember the scents of their parents. This scent is engraved in their soul. Spend more time with them when they’re small, so they’ll be close to you as they grow up." "I will in the future." Lu Liang nodded, and the little one in his arms was awakened by their conversation. As if to prove his grandmother right, the little one started swinging his fists and kicking, showing great resistance towards Lu Liang. The little one showed a stark contrast to his half-sister, whom he’s never met; he suddenly burst into tears. Wang Chuting quickly got closer, gently stroked the child’s cheek with her index finger, and comforted him, "Mom is here, this is dad." Both Wang Chuting and her daughter worked hard together, and finally, the little one accepted Lu Liang’s presence. With wide, confused eyes, he stared directly at Lu Liang, who smiled awkwardly and said, "Hi, son." The little one turned his head, clearly ignoring Lu Liang, reaching out to his mom for a hug. "Haha, now you know, don’t you? You need to spend more time with him, so he remembers you." Wang Chuting raised an eyebrow and chuckled; it was rare to see Lu Liang in a tight spot. Mrs. Wang couldn’t help but laugh, suddenly switching to defend Lu Liang: "Lu Liang, what Mom says is from experience, don’t be discouraged. Just like when little Ting first met her grandpa, it was the same way. Spend more time together, and you’ll become familiar." Lu Liang humbly accepted and then said, "Is everything packed? If there’s no problem, we can be discharged." "Almost everything is packed, some of the big items have already been mailed home, just need to inform the doctor." Wang Chuting held the little one, followed by Lu Liang and Mrs. Wang. The two exchanged passionate parenting tips. Catching a glimpse out of the corner of her eye, Wang Chuting looked down at the little one and said, "See, your dad really knows his stuff." On the way back home after finalizing the paperwork, Lu Liang suddenly said, "If nothing comes up, we can go stay in Xiangjiang for a while. I’ve purchased a seaside manor there, covering over 9000 square meters, about fifteen acres." Upon hearing the size was about fifteen acres, Sun Zheyuan, seated in the passenger seat, twitched his eyelid. Before leaving, Xu Jiawei handed over many responsibilities, including the renovation of the seaside manor in Xiangjiang for Lu Liang. Now he finally understood why a perfectly fine thirty-something-acre vacation estate had to be divided into two wings, and there was even an artificial river dug between them, seemingly to completely separate the two wings. Now one wing’s purpose is confirmed, with that logic, the other wing is likely prepared for another girlfriend of Lu Liang. "Why go to Xiangjiang in the first place? I’ve heard there’s a lot of dialect there, and they strongly resent visitors from the mainland." Mrs. Wang furrowed her brow, while Wang Chuting looked pensive, suddenly turning to Lu Liang and detecting a sense of seriousness. She immediately realized the importance of the matter and decisively nodded, "But we’ll have to wait for a while, can we do it after Spring Festival?" After months of nurturing and confinement, rounded up to six months without visiting the company. The pre-shot inventory has long been depleted, leading to online rumors that she went off to have a baby. "As soon as possible." Lu Liang nodded slightly. Wang Chuting turned to convince Mrs. Wang, "You’ve always wanted to visit Xiangjiang, haven’t you? Furthermore, Xiangjiang is no longer as exclusionary as before; it’s much better now, isn’t that right, Lu Liang." Discussing Xiangjiang’s security, she suddenly glanced at Lu Liang; the love in her eyes almost overflowed. The Xiangjiang of the first half of the year was completely different from the Xiangjiang of the second half. The former constantly had riots and street parades, while the latter was peaceful, prosperous, and developed. The significant changes within just half a year were all due to Lu Liang. The bustling world is for profit, and the clamorous world is for profit’s sake. Even those stirring trouble need financial support to gather an organized and disciplined team. However, ever since Tianxing Financial Group established itself in Xiangjiang and hammered all Hong Kong and foreign capital repeatedly. Nowadays Xiangjiang has transformed into Lu Family Port, with the influence of Lu Family Port continually expanding and deepening. . Under such circumstances, no one dares to stir trouble; the fundless youngsters are broke with no one to follow. The chaos of the past has now become a dusty page of history. "Mom, Xiangjiang is very safe now, and nothing like that will happen." Lu Liang chuckled. Hearing both of them say so, Mrs. Wang was half-convinced, eventually agreeing reluctantly, deciding to go to Xiangjiang with Wang Chuting after the Spring Festival.