On the day of the divorce, I became Qin Shao's darling.

Qin Jiamo was both amused and exasperated every time she heard this nickname.

He has always been generous in his dealings with others, even extravagant, but now he is being chased by a cally, stingy uncle by a mere child.

If word gets out, how will he ever face the world again?

Junjun blinked his big, clear black and white eyes and asked in a crisp voice, "So what should I call you?"

Without hesitation, Qin Jiamo replied, "Call me Uncle."

"Uncle?" Junjun frowned and asked seriously, "Isn't it only old people who call me uncle? Are you old, Uncle?"

"..."

Qin Jiamo felt that this kid was definitely incompatible with him, as they weren't even on the same wavelength when they were chatting.

"Uncle is a term of address for an elder, and I am your uncle."

Hearing this from the side, Sister Hong thought that this person was Su Yunfan's cousin, otherwise why would the child call him "uncle"?

"Alright then, I'll call you Uncle if you're happy." Junjun said in a mature tone, then lowered his head to continue building with blocks.

Qin Jiamo sat down by the hospital bed and looked at his serious and focused appearance, thinking that he truly had the demeanor of the Qin family.

"Junjun, it's almost noon. What would you like to eat? Can your uncle have lunch with you?"

Qin Jiamo had no experience interacting with children, and she racked her brains to awkwardly chat with Junjun.

"Whatever, I'm sick, so I can't eat a lot of things..."

Qin Jiamo felt sorry for you and thought for a moment before saying, "Then I'll arrange lunch. I guarantee it will be suitable for you and nutritious and delicious."

The little guy nodded, "Okay, you decide." Then he continued to focus on the building blocks.

Qin Jiamo made a phone call and gave some instructions.

At noon, Han Rui brought over two insulated boxes.

The table was laden with light and delicious dishes.

"Kid, this big meal is on me to make up for not lending you my phone last time. Don't call me stingy uncle anymore." Qin Jiamo was very bothered by this and tried his best to salvage his image in his "son's" eyes.

"Wow...so much delicious food! You stingy uncle, you're so generous!" The little guy was overjoyed.

Qin Jiamo: "...Uncle!"

Junjun walked closer and looked at the table full of delicious food. He immediately looked up at Qin Jiamo and asked, "Can I call my mom and ask her to come and eat with us?"

Qin Jiamo nodded: "Of course."

Junjun asked for Hongjie's phone and sent a video call to his mother directly.

At the company, Lin Xiwei was still busy. When she saw Hongjie send a video, she thought her parents had caused trouble again, so she quickly answered the call.

"Mom! Look, there's a whole table full of delicious food!" Junjun exclaimed excitedly, showing off to his mother and eagerly inviting her, "Come and have lunch with me!"

Lin Xiwei looked at the "Manchu Han Imperial Feast" on the camera and exclaimed in surprise, "Honey, who ordered lunch for you?"

"He's that stingy uncle, oh no, he made me call him Uncle."

Junjun explained, turning the phone camera towards Qin Jiamo, "Look, Mom, that's him!"

Qin Jiamo felt a little embarrassed, so she nodded slightly at the phone camera as a greeting.

Lin Xiwei was equally embarrassed.

She didn't expect Qin Jiamo to see her son so soon, and she was even more surprised that her son got along with him quite well.

"Mom really wants to come and have dinner with my baby, but I have a lot of work to do and can't get away."

That's the truth. Lin Xiwei was already two minutes late that morning, which delayed her work.

"Oh, okay then..."

The mother and son chatted for a while, then the video call ended.

Lin Xiwei thought for a moment, feeling a little uneasy, and then found Qin Jiamo's WeChat.

[Attorney Qin, thank you for being so kind to Junjun.]

[However, could I take the child to meet your parents myself when I have time?]

In any case, the Qin family were strangers to the child.

Lin Xiwei was worried that Qin Jiamo would become too familiar with her son and then take him away.

Qin Jiamo's eyes darkened slightly upon seeing the message.

He knew what Lin Xiwei was worried about.

[Don't worry, I just came to check on the kids. It's almost noon, so I'm arranging a meal for them.]

Actually, Qin Jiamo hasn't told her parents about this yet.

Otherwise, the old lady would definitely have struggled to get out of bed and come to see her grandson, despite her weak condition.

This matter must fully respect Lin Xiwei's opinion, and under her guidance and accompaniment, arrangements should be made for the child to formally meet the elders.

Seeing Qin Jiamo's reply, Lin Xiwei felt relieved.

Actually, she didn't understand why she trusted the other person so much.

To be honest, they had only known each other for a few days and were not familiar with each other at all.

Qin Jiamo helped her several times today, and she even felt a long-lost sense of security from him, which made her instantly develop a liking for this cold and dignified man.

But it's limited to feelings of liking.

Her phone rang again, interrupting her thoughts.

Looking down, I saw it was my best friend Chu Qing calling.

"Hey, Haru..."

Chu Qing blurted out, "Weiwei, who is the man with Junjun in the hospital room?"

Chu Qing knew that her best friend was at work and would occasionally come over to keep the child company at noon, so she took advantage of her lunch break to come and visit as well.

As soon as she arrived outside the ward, she found a tall, handsome stranger having lunch with Junjun.

So I quickly called to inquire.

Lin Xiwei, still thinking about what had happened that day and hadn't had a chance to talk to her best friend about it, sighed upon hearing this, "It's a long story..."

"Then let's take our time," Chu Qing said, too curious and seeing how handsome the man was, she couldn't help but joke, "Or I could just barge in and ask him face to face."

"No!" Lin Xiwei quickly stopped her.

"Then tell me quickly, who is that person? How come I didn't know you knew such a charming and mature handsome guy, a hundred times better than Su Yunfan!"

Lin Xiwei said, "He is that very famous lawyer, Qin Jiamo."

"What?" Chu Qing was taken aback, her voice suddenly rising.

Seeing the man in the ward look up at her, she quickly stepped back, covering her mouth with one hand and whispering, "You mean he's the divorce lawyer I asked my uncle to find for you—Qin Jiamo?"

"Yes."

"But...but didn't he reject you?"

"Wait a minute, let me talk to you somewhere else." Lin Xiwei thought that she couldn't explain it in a few words, so she got up and left her office and went to the stairwell.

"A lot happened this morning, and I haven't had a chance to tell you yet. You'll definitely think it's unbelievable and like a fairy tale after you hear it."

"Tell me quickly, what happened?!"

Lin Xiwei composed herself and recounted the key events that had occurred in the past half-day.

Sure enough, Chu Qing listened intently, her voice trembling.

"See? What did I just say! When I saw that news the other day, I immediately thought that the firefighter who sacrificed his life looked exactly like Junjun. No, no, it's Junjun who looks like him..."

"Do you know what this is called? Heaven has eyes. Even God pitied him for dying young, so He arranged everything in advance so that his bloodline could continue and you could meet his family."

"That scumbag Su Yunfan has finally met his match! Attorney Qin will definitely help you unconditionally now. He'll leave him penniless, childless, and destitute. Let's see if his white moonlight will still be with him then!"

Chu Qing launched into a passionate outpouring of emotions, laughing heartily with delight.

But after the initial excitement, she considered practical issues.

"But Weiwei, aren't you afraid that Junjun will run away with the Qin family if you leave him alone? If the Qin family tries to take your child away, it will be much more serious than if Su Yunfan tries to take your child away. You can't possibly fight against the Qin family."

The same concerns Chu Qing had were also Lin Xiwei's concerns.

However, Lin Xiwei has now come to a realization.

"It is said that parents who love their children plan far ahead for them. If the Qin family really wants Junjun to be recognized as a member of their family in the future, that would be a good thing."

Before Lin Xiwei could finish speaking, Chu Qing understood, "You think it's better for Junjun's future development if he returns to the Qin family."

"Definitely. The Qin family can provide Junjun with much stronger support than I can, a single mother. Just in terms of medical treatment alone, the resources the Qin family can access are beyond my wildest dreams."

As long as the child is well, it doesn't matter whether I'm by her side or not.

A mother's love for her child doesn't mean keeping the child by her side, but rather hoping that the child will fly higher and farther, and live a free, unrestrained, and wonderful life.

"Weiwei, you are such a good mother," Chu Qing said with emotion.

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Lin Xiwei worked overtime until 8 p.m.

As I was about to leave, someone passed by in the office area.

"Xiwei, you haven't left yet?" Feng Zheqian, who had just gotten off work, asked upon seeing this.

Lin Xiwei smiled politely: "Something came up this morning and I was two hours late, so I'm working overtime tonight to finish what I needed to do."

Feng Zheqian stood in the corridor waiting for her to come out, and then walked with her towards the elevator.

"Your child's illness is a special case, and the department will take care of it. You won't need to make up for the missed work next time. Our company's welfare system in this regard is quite humane."

Feng Zheqian is telling the truth. After all, it's a leading internet company in China. It's tough, but the benefits and welfare are also in place.

"Okay, I'll know next time."

The two entered the elevator, and Lin Xiwei pressed the button for the first floor.

"You didn't drive today?" Feng Zheqian asked curiously as he reached out and pressed the down button.

"Um."

In the morning, she took Qin Jiamo's car from the hospital to the Civil Affairs Bureau, and then took a taxi to the company.

"Where do you live? I'll give you a ride," Feng Zheqian said casually.

"No need, I can take a taxi pretty quickly."

"It's raining outside, so it's hard to get a taxi right now."

"It's okay, I can take the subway too."

Lin Xiwei has been working for a few days now and has a general understanding of her colleagues in the department.

This senior, who was a few years ahead of her and had outstanding abilities, was said to have had a girlfriend with whom he was engaged, but they broke up for some reason, and he had remained single ever since.

It's rather inappropriate for a man and a woman to ride together in a car late at night.

She's going through a divorce and doesn't want to cause any trouble.

When the elevator reached the first floor, she didn't wait for Feng Zheqian to speak, hurriedly said "Goodbye," and quickly walked out.

When I left the company, it was still raining quite heavily outside.

She took a folding umbrella out of her bag, opened it, and then used her mobile app to call a car.

Just as Feng Zheqian had predicted, it was indeed difficult to hail a taxi on a rainy night; the system showed that there were dozens of people ahead of her in the queue.

Her phone rang; it was Sister Hong calling. She quickly answered.

"Hello, Ms. Lin, aren't you off work yet?"

Sister Hong worked two shifts with her. When she arrived at the hospital in the evening, Sister Hong would go back home. But she didn't come over, so Sister Hong had to call and ask.

"I'm off work and I'm hailing a taxi. Sister Hong, please wait a little longer."

Before she could finish speaking, a large black SUV pulled up beside her and honked its horn softly.

She took a step back, but unexpectedly the driver's side window rolled down, revealing a familiar face—