Daddy, Here Is Mommy

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C652

0"I just arrived."    

    

Helan Xi released his grip on her big palm, and his gaze turned gentle and lovable.    

    

"Have you notified Youngest Miss?"    

    

Fang Qingchuan pursed her lips as her mind spun.    

    

It was still two months before Helan Xi was released from prison, so why did he suddenly come out earlier?    

    

"She doesn't know."    

    

In the dark light, he felt that his otherworldly face was suddenly covered with a layer of melancholy.    

    

"You don't know?"    

    

Fang Qingchuanfu said.    

    

He couldn't help but feel puzzled. She hadn't expected him to not tell Lin Ange about such a huge matter.    

    

"No one will know when I come out this time."    

    

Helan Xi squinted his warm eyes and the aura around his body became much colder. He seemed to be able to read the doubts in Fang Qingchuan's heart as if she were a telepathic spell.    

    

"I came back to take care of some urgent business. After I'm done, I still need to go back. "    

    

When he said go back, he meant go back to prison.    

    

"Hmm?"    

    

Fang Qingchuan was stunned for a moment. Inwardly, she was gradually feeling uneasy.    

    

"Don't worry, I didn't sneak out."    

    

Helan Xi answered the doubts in her heart once again.    

    

"…"    

    

Fang Qingchuan didn't say anything as she tilted her head to look outside the window.    

    

Inside and outside the window, there was a black sunscreen covering everything, making it impossible to see anything.    

    

There was an extra layer of mysteriousness within the mysterious space.    

    

Helan Xi gently asked after two seconds of silence.    

    

"Qingchuan, are you going back to the company or …"    

    

"Back to the company."    

    

Fang Qingchuan replied softly.    

    

"Xiao Qi, stop at the West River Crossroad."    

    

Helan Xi nodded indifferently as he instructed the person behind the driver's seat with his jade-like eyes.    

    

"Yes, young master."    

    

The young man in the driver's seat replied respectfully.    

    

After Helan Xi finished his sentence, he said nothing more. In his eyes, there was an indescribable feeling of worry.    

    

Outside the window, nothing could be seen.    

    

Fang Qingchuan had no choice but to furrow her brows and look forward.    

    

The longing that had accumulated in his heart for the past five years slowly melted away. There was a sour taste in his chest and abdomen.    

    

Five years.    

    

How many years has it been?    

    

Helan Xi's best moments of youth were separated by the high wall.    

    

She carried her longing for him and persevered within the 'the Lin's' for five years as well. In these five years, she had wavered and wanted to give up. But in the end, she was able to survive by relying on her longing for him.    

    

Although her hair was not dyed white, they had lost their most beautiful years.    

    

"Swish …"    

    

The tires scraped against the ground and the black sedan came to a halt.    

    

With one hand holding her handbag and the other holding the handlebars, Fang Qingchuan prepared to get out of the car.    

    

"Qingchuan …"    

    

A gentle voice came from behind him, piercing through his eardrums, striking directly at the bottom of his heart. The emotions that were surging in his chest instantly gushed out.    

    

"Houlan …"    

    

She suddenly turned around and hugged the luxurious man beside her.    

    

"Qingchuan …"    

    

Her sudden action caused Helan Xi's eyes to flash. An unspeakable sadness covered his handsome face.    

    

He reached out and hugged her.    

    

His long fingers caressed her back.    

    

His heartbeat, on the other hand, was somewhat slow, as slow as an old man in his seventies or eighties.    

    

His body was somewhat warm, and even at this emotional moment, the temperature in his blood only slightly rose.    

    

"Houlan …"    

    

As Fang Qingchuan cried, she called out to him again.    

    

She only called out to him once and was no longer able to speak.    

    

What she wanted to say to him was forgotten.    

    

"Qingchuan, it's time for you to get off the car."    

    

Helan Xi held her shoulders and gently pushed her away from his arms.    

    

"…"    

    

Fang Qingchuan's eyes were misty with tears, and her face was slightly blurred.    

    

Helan Xi stretched out his cold finger and gently wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes.    

    

"Go."    

    

Since she was reluctant to part, how could he bear to leave?    

    

"I'm leaving …"    

    

Fang Qingchuan tried her best to suppress the pain in her stomach and even the tears in her eyes. Lifting his eyes, a light flickered within his eyes.    

    

"Yes."    

    

Helan Xi's good-looking eyebrows twitched slightly, while his bright eyes flashed twice.    

    

Fang Qingchuan looked at him again, bit her lips, turned around, and opened the car door.    

    

West River Crossroads was still a distance away from the the Lin's Building.    

    

Fang Qingchuan understood why Helan Xi wanted to leave her here and not send her directly to the entrance of the skyscraper.    

    

He was worried that someone would notice him.    

    

He had always been such a cautious person.    

    

However, five years ago, he was still unable to escape Lin Yifei's framing.    

    

There were not many pedestrians or traffic coming and going, and even very few taxis passed by.    

    

She decided to just walk along and relax her emotions.    

    

Ye Zichen couldn't help but look back and see that Helan Xi was still there.    

    

The black car stopped quietly and did not leave immediately. It seemed to be watching her leave.    

    

Fang Qingchuan's eyes burned as tears rolled down her cheeks silently.    

    

She pursed her lips, turned around, and quickened her pace.    

    

"Young Master, can we leave now?"    

    

Xiao Qi watched as Fang Qingchuan's back gradually disappeared. She turned around and asked Helan Xi for instructions.    

    

"Let's go."    

    

Helan Xi's exquisite facial features were stretched taut, his eyes were like jade, and he emitted a cold aura.    

    

"Yes."    

    

Xiao Qi immediately started the engine and turned the steering wheel, heading towards the Western Yunshan Manor.    

    

"..."    

    

Hee Shen got off from the the Lu's group and got into his car. He was going to call Fang Qingchuan and ask her if she was done with her work so that they could go back to the Lin's together.    

    

Before he could dial the number, he saw Fang Qingchuan come down with a bag in her hands.    

    

Just as she was about to open the car door and call for her, she saw a black sedan pull up in front of her.    

    

This car looked very ordinary, no different from an ordinary private car. Hee Shen saw the difference.    

    

Bulletproof glass, shock absorbing steel frame, even the tires were explosion-proof.    

    

With a single look, he could tell that the people inside had quite the background.    

    

Other than Helan Xi, who else could Fang Qingchuan be involved with?    

    

Hee Shen's gaze tensed up as he quietly watched until the black car quickly drove away from Yunjing 101.    

    

He immediately sent a message to Lu Yiyao.    

    

At this moment, Lu Yiyao was sitting in front of his desk, looking at the file Gong Nanling sent him.    

    

Gu Anhe was extremely despicable. He stole the core T1 technology and further developed it to produce the same product as T2.    

    

He complained about the infringement of 'the Lu's' before starting production of T2.    

    

After some investigation, he gradually figured out Gu Anhe's network.    

    

It was a huge, tight net.    

    

The person who made this huge net was not him, but the 'person' behind him.    

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He was just a pawn.    

    

"Heh …"    

    

The corner of Lu Yiyao's mouth curved into a cold and proud smile.    

    

How could it be so easy for them to tear open the capital market of Yunjing?    

    

Beep.    

    

The phone on the table vibrated. When he picked it up, his eyes glinted with a cold light.    

    

"Third Young Master, Young Master He Lan is back."    

    


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