An Yin returned to the dormitory, still not fully recovered from the anxiety earlier. She sat dazed at her desk for quite a while before getting up to gather her clothes and head to the bathroom for a shower. By the time she finished showering and washing her clothes, the night was already deep. She looked at the empty dormitory; it was so late, Shi Qing hadn’t returned, and by now, the dormitory’s main door was already closed, indicating she wouldn’t be staying in the dormitory tonight. An Yin turned off the lights and quickly slipped under the covers. Fortunately, the hallway light leaked in through the window above the main door, keeping the dormitory from being completely dark. In the quiet night, she clutched her phone tightly. Her mind unintentionally wandered to the man named Meng Sihan. He said his father didn’t love him, and his mother didn’t care. At that moment, a wave of sympathy swept over An Yin’s heart, yet, at the same time, she felt immensely grateful. He clearly has both a father and a mother, yet he can’t receive a shred of warmth from them. Meanwhile, she has been cherished and cared for by Mrs. An since childhood. Meng Sihan’s plight made her feel a little relieved; at least she had a mother. As for her father... perhaps she should never have hoped in the first place! An Yin’s eyelashes fluttered lightly, perhaps tonight’s experience made her especially miss Mrs. An. She opened WeChat and found Mrs. An’s chat box. [An Yin: Are you asleep?] Once the message was sent, the other party immediately called back. An Yin answered with excitement. "Mom..." An Yin called out sweetly. "You’re such a grown-up and still acting like a child." An Ying lightly chided with a smile, but there wasn’t the slightest hint of reproach in her words. "I miss you." An Yin said sulkily, hiding under the covers. The other end paused for a few seconds before a faint sigh came, then spoke, "Did something unhappy happen?" An Ying understood her daughter well; whenever An Yin had something on her mind, she would want to rely on her. "Of course not." An Yin flatly denied it. The little entanglement she had with Bao Shaojin was something she felt too embarrassed to tell Mrs. An about, fearing she would worry. Since her daughter said nothing was wrong, An Ying didn’t press further. "Chatting in the middle of the night, won’t it disturb others in your dormitory?" "I’m the only one here tonight." An Yin replied dejectedly. An Ying immediately realized her daughter was bored being alone in the dormitory. Before An Ying could say anything, An Yin’s muttered voice came through the phone again. "Mom, Keke has suspended her studies." As An Yin spit out this sentence, she felt listless. An Yin bit her lip without answering. Jiang Keke’s situation was a bit complicated, and she didn’t want Mrs. An to misunderstand Jiang Keke, considering her current situation could be seen as somewhat disgraceful by outsiders. Seeing her daughter not saying a word for a long time, An Ying, with understanding, didn’t press further. She gently said, "Yinyin, I know your personality is sensitive. Once you make a friend, you’re eager to give them everything, and in your heart, you’ve long treated Keke as family, haven’t you?" "Mmm..." An Yin responded softly, her eyes turned red. "But you have to know, no one can accompany you forever. Even mom can’t always stay by your side." An Ying’s tone was not happy. She wanted her daughter to digest every word she said. The most update n0vels are published on 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩⁂𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢⁂𝔫𝔢𝔱 "Mom..." An Yin opened her big eyes, curling up into a ball, pouting, "I don’t care, I just want you to accompany me." "Silly child." An Ying sighed, "Reality is often cruel." An Yin, hearing this, was stunned for a moment, then protested unhappily, "Mom, you’re too negative." "Hehe..." An Ying also realized she had misspoken in front of her daughter, letting out a perfunctory laugh. "By the way, are your hands and feet any better recently?" Thinking about Mrs. An’s severe injuries, An Yin was very worried. "Much better." An Ying didn’t want her daughter to worry, and she had been following the hospital’s advice, undergoing rehabilitation, so she had to go to the hospital every now and then. "That’s good." An Yin breathed a sigh of relief. While speaking, she lay on her side, her eyes drooping drowsily, looking extremely sleepy. Hearing the even breathing from the other end of the phone, An Ying reluctantly hung up. In the bright bedroom, a bedside lamp was on. An Ying leaned against the headboard, her eyes staring vacantly at the phone screen. Gradually, the words "An Yin" on the screen blurred. She closed her tear-filled eyes, and when she reopened them, the phone screen had turned black. She set the phone aside, her gaze catching a glimpse of a half-revealed medical record in the drawer. Her gaze lingered on it for a few seconds before looking away. Always composed and self-controlled, a hint of pain crossed her face. Just as she sank into her distress, thinking about her carefully nurtured daughter, her determination grew stronger and stronger. Spring is the season of rebirth. The towering trees on both sides of the road were bursting with vibrant life, branches drooping and dancing in the wind. During this period, anyone dealing with the head of Bao Corporation knew that Bao Shaojin was growing increasingly moody and unpredictable, and his decisions in the company were ruthless and relentless. Even his close friends avoided him. And of course, this commotion reached the ears of the Bao Lao Furen. Being astute and shrewd, the Bao Lao Furen wasn’t perturbed by such minor upheavals. At the entrance of the Zen Room of the Bao Family, the Bao Lao Furen sat in the courtyard, with Housekeeper Liu waiting quietly by her side, his expression showing great excitement. In contrast, Bao Lao Furen’s expression was somber. After Housekeeper Liu delivered the "good news" to the Bao Lao Furen, she sat like a statue on the soft chair for a long time without uttering a word. During this time, the white hair at her temples had increased, and her complexion seemed to have aged a few years in that moment. In the tranquil backyard, the chirping of birds echoed softly. From afar, delicate bird cages hung in the corridor, housing various precious birds. With careful maintenance, these birds were impeccably clean, flitting around in the small cage... After a long pause, the Bao Lao Furen suddenly opened her eyes, "Ah Xun has been found?" "Yes, the information is very accurate." Housekeeper Liu emphasized, unable to hide his delight. "He hid for so long, how was he suddenly found by our people?" The Bao Lao Furen turned her head ominously towards Housekeeper Liu. A chill ran down Housekeeper Liu’s spine as he tried to calm himself. He replied in a steady voice, "The important thing is that our people found him. Haven’t you been thinking about him all these years?" What alarmed Housekeeper Liu was that at this moment, Bao Lao Furen was still pondering Bao Xun’s thoughts. Usually, the elder seemed to care greatly about this grandson, but now, having learned of his whereabouts, she seemed to shrink back.