Receiving a call from Xia Mian, Ji Changxing was quite surprised. "What can I do for you, Miss Xia?" Having witnessed Xia Mian saving Ji Hua, Ji Changxing was already quite convinced by her abilities. "Does your daughter know a Miss from the Gu Family?" Xia Mian went straight to the point. Ji Changxing was taken aback and hesitated, "Yes, she does... she knows a Miss from the Gu Family." Judging by Ji Changxing’s reaction, Xia Mian could sense that something was off. "Is it just a simple acquaintance?" Xia Mian’s voice rose slightly, her tone indiscernible. "Miss Xia, to be honest with you, my daughter is a bit unusual..." Ji Changxing sighed and didn’t hide anymore, "She likes girls." "Especially that illegitimate daughter from the Gu Family, she’s very taken with her!" Ji Changxing spoke of Ji Ling with gritted teeth, "Staying out late, often hanging around with that Gu girl..." "The last time my son Hua Zi had a car accident, it was because he went out to look for her in the middle of the night!" Ji Changxing, having opened up, decided to share all the troubling matters at home with Xia Mian. Xia Mian listened quietly, squinting thoughtfully, "Then, have you considered that the one trying to harm your family might be this Miss from the Gu Family?" Xia Mian wasn’t speaking without basis, as Gu Zhi did have the motive. If Gu Zhi and Ji Ling were truly sincere, then naturally, they would bitterly resent the Ji Family for obstructing them. Moreover, after witnessing her mother’s experiences, Gu Zhi might harbor doubts, fear, and distortion towards romantic feelings between men and women, thus liking girls would be a logical progression. "Thank you for the reminder, Miss Xia!" Ji Changxing hurriedly thanked Xia Mian for her insight, "During this period, we will keep an eye on Ji Ling’s movements and also be wary of Miss from the Gu Family." Xia Mian quietly acknowledged, then hung up the phone. After hearing Lu Zechuan talk about Gu Zhi’s past, Xia Mian suddenly realized that this woman, Gu Zhi, was not simple at all. She pondered for a moment, then picked up her phone again to call the Human Resources department of the Song Group. Xia Mian didn’t want to delve into whether Gu Zhi harbored hidden motives or ulterior purposes in approaching the Song Group. Since doubt had arisen, it was best not to use her, so she instructed HR to terminate Gu Zhi’s employment. The HR department received the notice and issued a dismissal letter to Gu Zhi that very night. According to Xia Mian’s decision, the company would not allow this person back, even if it meant paying hefty termination fees. Having done all this, Xia Mian finally felt somewhat relieved. "Are you tired?" Lu Zechuan’s concerned voice warmed Xia Mian’s heart. "Let’s visit your grandparents at the hospital again, then we can go back." Xia Mian was not stubborn this time; she had been running around with Lu Zechuan these past two days and was indeed a bit exhausted. Lu Zechuan tenderly held her close, softening his tone, "I’m sorry." It was all because of him that Xia Mian had to go through so much trouble. "You don’t need to say sorry to me." Xia Mian looked up and smiled at him, "Everything I do for you, I do willingly." Lu Zechuan felt his heartstrings being gently plucked, creating ripples in his emotional state. Willingly... Someday, he too would willingly do anything for his girl! The two returned to the hospital, where the elderly couple had already gone to bed after their meal. Having previously encountered Shen Man at the hospital, Lu Zechuan worried about running into her again and asked Uncle Sun to relocate the elders to a new room while ensuring their information remained confidential. Uncle Sun stayed to look after them, making it easy for Lu Zechuan to be contacted as needed. With everything settled, the two returned to the Lu Family. At nine in the evening, the Lu residence was still brightly lit, with Mrs. Lu in the living room accompanying Meng Meng in painting. The little girl had an innate talent, her drawings on the canvas showed distinct lines and stunning colors, whether it was scenery or people, exuding an effortless masterful touch. As Xia Mian and Lu Zechuan entered, Meng Meng was concentrating on her painting, facing away from them. Xia Mian stared at the canvas, her expression gradually becoming serious. When Meng Meng was found, she had no recollection of anything, but her natural instincts remained, possessing such drawing skills as if she had been practicing since the womb. "Meng Meng, who taught you to paint?" Xia Mian asked softly from behind Meng Meng. "No one taught me, Meng Meng’s hands paint by themselves!" Meng Meng replied in a sweet, childish voice, waving her brush and returning eagerly to her work. Mrs. Lu fondly watched Meng Meng, full of admiration, "This child has talent! It’s like she’s been spoon-fed by the heavens!" Xia Mian couldn’t agree more, musing that this little girl might have forgotten to drink Mengpo Soup in her last life. "Still no luck in finding her family?" Xia Mian turned to Mrs. Lu, asking quietly. Mrs. Lu nodded, "Zeming has started expanding the search area, but there’s still no news. I can’t fathom which parents could be so careless, not a stir even after their child has been missing for so long!" Xia Mian pursed her lips, her gaze lingering on Meng Meng, "Let’s take it slow, a child this big can’t have just fallen from the sky." Just as Xia Mian finished speaking, Meng Meng paused her painting, turned around, and looked earnestly at Xia Mian, "Sister, I really did fall from the sky! I was painting up there, and then I heard someone calling me, and plop, I fell down..." With her serious demeanor, Xia Mian almost believed her. The child was still young, often unable to distinguish between truth and fantasy. "Hahaha, Meng Meng is a little fairy from the sky!" Mrs. Lu cheerfully played along, clapping her hands, "Then will the little fairy be grandpa’s granddaughter?" Since the child couldn’t be sent back for now, she could stay with the Lu Family; they certainly wouldn’t let her go hungry. "Sure, sure!" Meng Meng joyfully jumped around, splattering paint everywhere. Lu Zechuan frowned in distaste; is this what kids are like? Cute, yes, but this is just too messy... "It’s late, Meng Meng should go to bed." Xia Mian interrupted Meng Meng’s play frenzy. "I want to sleep with sister!" Meng Meng dropped her paintbrush, clinging to Xia Mian’s leg. Xia Mian’s white pants immediately bore colorful imprints of little handprints. "No!" Lu Zechuan firmly scolded, "Either sleep on your own, or we’ll send you away! Decide for yourself!" As soon as Lu Zechuan was stern, Meng Meng’s face drooped into a pitiful expression, "Uncle is mean! Mean uncle!" Lu Zechuan was speechless, suddenly blanked, Xia Mian was ’sister’, but he’s ’uncle’? Little kid, don’t shout things you don’t understand! "Call me brother!" Lu Zechuan demanded with a dark expression.