After being missing for five years, President Fu's eyes welled up with tears when they met agai

By the light of the streetlamp, Fu Yanci saw the name tag on the man's neck, which read the name of a real estate agency.

The man handed over his business card.

"I'm Li Peinan, the sales manager of Youjia Real Estate. I know this area best. Just contact me if you're looking to rent a place."

Fu Yanci said, "I'm looking for people, not houses."

"Who are you looking for? Most of the people living here are my clients. If you tell me, I'll definitely know them."

What illness does the family member have?

I have a family group chat; I can just ask in the group and I'll find out.

"Get ill?"

Fu Yanci looked up and saw the words on the back of the residential building: [Kyoto Medical University Hospital].

"People who live here do so to make it easier to take care of patients; otherwise, who would want to share a place with others in this run-down area?"

Fu Yanci didn't hear what Li Peinan said next.

He glanced around at the old residential buildings, which reeked of decay, and understood why those people had brought out insulated containers earlier.

They were probably going to deliver food to the patient.

He didn't say anything more to Li Peinan, nor did he mention Wen Qingruan's name.

If he wanted to find someone, he could find them naturally; he didn't want an unrelated person to go looking for Wen Qingruan.

After leaving the alley, Fu Yanci got back into the car.

He didn't leave immediately, but instead smoked a cigarette by himself for a while.

A wisp of blue mist swirled around his fingertips, obscuring the alleyway before him. Fu Yanci stared at it for a long time before finally starting the car again.

The phone contained a message from Shen He.

[I've already helped her as you suggested, Brother Yanci. So much time has passed since your affair; she's moved on, and it's time for you to move on too.]

Fu Yanci looked at the message and replied to Shen He with a thank you.

He thanked Shen He for helping Wen Qingruan, but did not respond to Shen He's advice to let go.

After the cigarette burned out, he restarted the car.

Back at his residence, the family's maid took his coat.

"Sir, the old lady has arrived."

Fu Yanci hummed in agreement and stepped onto the carpet into the living room.

Upon hearing her father's voice, Fu Bao immediately jumped off the piano bench and ran into her father's arms.

"dad!"

Fu Yanci caught his son and kissed his chubby cheeks.

"My sweet baby, have you had dinner yet?"

Fu Bao hugged her father's neck affectionately, "Have you eaten, Daddy? Aunt Wu made wontons today, they were delicious."

"Fu Bao, come here and finish playing this piece!"

Sitting at the piano, Zheng Huilan interrupted Fu Bao with a serious expression.

Fu Bao snuggled closer to her father and called out "Daddy" with a wronged expression.

"Mom, he just recovered from a fever a couple of days ago, let him rest well."

After saying that, Fu Yanci handed Fu Bao to the servant.

"Take Fu Bao to play in the yard for a while."

Zheng Huilan couldn't help but complain when she saw that her son was ignoring her words.

"What have you done to this child! He's five years old, but he's still like a little baby. I told you long ago to send him to the old house to be raised, but you insisted on keeping him with you. Now, he can't even play a complete piece of music, and he's not close to me at all!"

Fu Yanci said, "He is my child, he doesn't need to live such a hard life."

"The Fu family only needs me as a sacrifice. You don't need to worry about Fu Bao's future."

"What are you saying!"

What did you sacrifice?

Was it a mistake to bring you back to inherit the company in the first place?

You resent me now because I gave that woman money to leave you!

Did I force her to leave?

She ran away first when she saw that something had happened to our family!

Later, you saved Fu's life. I only gave her the money to let her go because I was afraid that woman would come back!

You can't blame me; blame your poor taste in women. You picked one who's only after money!

"That's enough!"

He had heard these words countless times.

He had accepted the fact that Wen Qingruan had left, but that didn't mean he could tolerate his mother bringing it up again and again.

"If there's nothing else, you can go back. Fu Bao doesn't need your care."

"you……"

Before Zheng Huilan could say anything more, Fu Yanci had already started walking upstairs.

She knew her son was angry with her, but if she hadn't forced him to take over the group five years ago, where would they, mother and son, be now in the Fu family business?

"Fu Bao is your son, I can ignore him. But you are my son, you have to listen to me!"

Blue Lake Jewelry's daughter returned to China last month. You two should arrange a time to meet. If there are no problems, we can get engaged this year.

The only response she received was the sound of Fu Yanci closing the door.

"Fu Yanci! Do you even respect me as your mother?!"

Zheng Huilan threw a tantrum in the villa, but when no one paid any attention to her, she could only leave sheepishly.

Fu Yanci returned to his study, finally finding some peace and quiet.

He sat wearily on the sofa, his forearm resting on his eyes.

The image of that dark, dirty alley and Wen Qingruan standing alone in the snow flashed through his mind again.

He picked up his phone and made a call.

"Find out Wen Qingruan's exact address near Kyoto Medical University Hospital."

Outside the study, Fu Bao, who had only come to find her father to read picture books together, stopped when she heard the name "Wen Qingruan".

"Young Master, what are you doing standing here?"

When Fu Bao heard Wu Ma calling him, he immediately ran away.

"Huh? What's wrong with the young master?"

Just as Wu Ma was about to chase after her, the study door opened from the inside.

Fu Yanci, "What's wrong?"

Aunt Wu said, "I saw the young master standing here just now, and as soon as I asked him a question, he ran away."

Fu Bao had already run back to her room and closed the door.

Fu Yanci looked at the other end of the corridor and said to Wu Ma.

"When my mom comes over next time, she'll take Fu Bao out to play. She won't force him to practice the piano; he doesn't like it."

"Okay, I got it."

Wen Qingruan took a picture of the ball invitation and sent it to Chen Shu.

The other end called very quickly.

Wen Qingruan did not answer the phone.

She sent her bank account number.

She didn't want to have anything to do with Chen Shu; she just wanted to get the money for Luo Luo's surgery as soon as possible.

Mr. Chen, you should know better than me how many important figures and political leaders from Kyoto attend the Shen family's banquet. You also know whether this invitation is worth 600,000.

You're not the only one who wants this invitation to expand your network.

Shortly after the message was sent, Wen Qingruan's account received an extra 200,000 yuan.

Chen Shu sent a message.

[The 200,000 is a deposit. You'll accompany me to the ball. If you can put in a good word for me with President Shen, I'll give you the remaining 400,000 immediately.]

Wen Qingruan agreed.

Thinking that she would be able to raise enough money for Luo Luo's surgery in another week, she felt much more relaxed.

As she passed the alleyway, she saw a child standing there, looking around as if searching for something.

Wen Qingruan thought the child was lost, so she went over to help.

"Little friend, are you lost?"

Fu Bao turned around.

When Wen Qingruan finally saw the face that looked exactly like Fu Yanci, she dropped everything she was holding...