When the bus drove into the city, quite a few people on board began to disembark intermittently. The remaining passengers gradually became restless. Fınd the newest release on 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⚑𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖⚑𝕟𝕖𝕥 Especially the woman’s two daughters. "Mom, are we almost there? I’m hungry." "Mom, I’m hungry too." "I want something to eat." The louder the two kids spoke, the more they competed to see who could be the loudest. The woman noticed this and looked sharply at her elder daughter, "As an older sister, why compete with your sister?" The reprimanded sister blinked her round eyes, looking very upset, "Always just scolding me." "Talking back, are you?" The woman extended her hand and pinched the sister’s shoulder. The sister immediately pouted, holding back tears, and started to sob. Seeing her sister getting scolded, the younger sister quieted down, and once their mother had turned away, she quickly glanced at her sister and made a crying face. The sister was about to hit her younger sister in anger, but when she looked up, she saw a warning glance from her mother. She withdrew her hand, but she cried even louder. Even when the woman got off the bus with her two daughters, the sister was still sobbing, looking very aggrieved. Once they got off, the bus finally quieted down. "If it weren’t for seeing how hard it is for her to manage two kids alone, I would have lost my temper already." People in the front seats whispered. An Yin listened silently. While An Yin was lost in thought, the man beside her suddenly spoke, "I need to get off at the next stop." An Yin tilted her head and stared at the man, her expression blank, "Hmm." "When you’re out, be sure to stay safe." Meng Heming looked at her with his crescent-shaped eyebrows and those lively, almond-shaped eyes, sighing gently. His words left An Yin a little dazed; An Yin’s mother also liked to remind her this way. An Yin quickly snapped back to reality, looking at the man’s pronounced features, his brow seemingly knit tightly as if woven with twine, filled with worry. "Thank you." An Yin’s voice was soft, and she thought of him coughing both times they met. After a struggle, she hesitantly said, "If you keep coughing, you really should get checked at a hospital." After speaking, she felt quite embarrassed. The man before her was nothing more than a stranger, and showing concern for someone out of the blue might be misunderstood by others, An Yin thought to herself. "I will." Meng Heming nodded, observing the young girl’s dark hair falling over her shoulders, a fleeting hint of sadness crossed his eyes. "Driver, please stop up ahead." Meng Heming called out clearly. "Okay." The driver responded. Seeing this, An Yin quickly stood and moved to an empty seat nearby to clear the aisle for him to get off. Meng Heming noticed the young girl eagerly stand up, a trace of shadow passed through his deep eyes. The bus stopped, and Meng Heming stood up, his tall figure emitted a strong sense of presence when he straightened. An Yin looked up, her lively eyes sneaking a glance at him, only to find he was looking at her too, which made An Yin quickly avert her gaze in panic. "Goodbye, young lady." Meng Heming leaned on the armrest of the seat, looking down at the girl with an enigmatic melancholy in his eyes. "G-Goodbye." An Yin waved her hand awkwardly. Then, Meng Heming got off the bus. Once he was standing by the roadside, he watched the bus driving away quickly until it disappeared from his sight. When Uncle Ma approached, following the man’s gaze, he looked at the endless stream of cars on the road, unable to find anything out of the ordinary. With a sigh, he spoke leisurely, "Sir, you’ve stayed away for quite a long time this time." Seeing the man silent, Uncle Ma slowly raised his head and saw him staring blankly at the overcast sky, emitting a deep, mournful sound, "Since she left, I’ve exhausted all means to climb to the top position, thinking that being at the peak would allow me to find her, yet I’ve discovered that in this vast world, a little her is nowhere to be found." His voice was like an echo drifting through a distant valley, empty and desolate. "Sir." Uncle Ma took a deep breath, swallowing back the bittersweet feeling in his heart. No one knew better than he the painful life the man had been living. Meng Heming turned and waved his hand, somewhat comforting Uncle Ma. After a while, he uttered another sentence, "Just listen to the young lady and go to the hospital." Uncle Ma listened to this inexplicable statement, not thinking much of it, pleasantly surprised that the man suggested voluntarily going for a medical recheck. After they got in the car, Uncle Ma started the engine and drove towards the hospital, reflecting on recent events, and glanced at the man through the rearview mirror, struggling to find words several times. "If you have something to say, just say it." The man in the back seat exuded a fierce aura, and the words he spoke grew chillier. "Sir, the young master has been wanting to see you lately." Uncle Ma spoke fearfully. "Did he break into the residence?" As he spoke, a piercing coldness flashed in the man’s eyes. Uncle Ma’s eyes fluttered with panic, thinking of how to answer tactfully, "The young master just... he just misses you." As he spoke, his voice grew softer. "He’s got nerve." Meng Heming’s dark eyes suddenly narrowed. Uncle Ma immediately felt a chill from behind, shivering involuntarily, there was actually another matter he hadn’t reported yet. Especially now, they were in the car, Uncle Ma dared not speak. If the man found out that while he was away, the young master’s mother also tried to come to the residence to find him, surely the man would be furious! This matter should be discussed once he returns to the house! Uncle Ma thought to himself. He recently had a premonition of an impending storm. An Yin came out of the station and indeed saw Jiang Keke’s shiny car. Jiang Keke stood by the car, and the moment she saw An Yin, she happily raised her hand and waved, "Yinyin, over here." Jiang Keke’s personality was flamboyant, and her voice was sharp. Many passersby glanced in her direction, but Jiang Keke didn’t care about others’ opinions, her eyes were solely on the approaching An Yin. Facing Jiang Keke’s enthusiasm, it was An Yin who blushed instead. Coming to the car’s side, Jiang Keke took the initiative to open the passenger seat for her. "Thank you." After getting in the car, An Yin looked through the window at Jiang Keke’s smiling face, feeling a bit curious. The person who was sobbing on the phone earlier was now laughing happily; the emotional shift was just too dramatic. Jiang Keke circled around the front of the car, got into the driver’s seat, and skillfully fastened her seatbelt before adeptly starting the car. An Yin noticed that Jiang Keke’s driving skills had improved a lot, and even the speed was faster. "Want to listen to some music?" Jiang Keke asked casually as she focused on the road.