After Qiao Xiyan hung up, he also saw Duan Linbai’s latest announcement. He turned to look at the person sitting on the sofa, eating an apple. “The domestic media isn’t easy to deal with. Have you thought it through?”

Tang Jingci nodded. “I’ve been too aggrieved these past two days.”

Qiao Xiyan nodded.

Later that night, Qiao Xiyan’s phone vibrated. Fu Chen had sent him a lot of messages.

Almost all of them were about the reporter Ding Jingyi.

Moreover, there was a lot of information, and almost all of it was explosive.

After browsing through all the information, Qiao Xiyan sent Fu Chen a message: [Thank you.]

[You’re welcome.]

After all, he was his brother-in-law, so he still had to help when it was time to help.

Only later Qiao Xiyan did find out that he didn’t owe Fu Chen a favor for nothing. He had to repay him eventually.

Tang Jingci had slept for too long and couldn’t fall asleep at night. She wrapped herself in a blanket and watched a night drama. From the corner of her eye, she saw Qiao Xiyan sitting in the living room on his laptop.

The light from the screen shone on his face, adding a hint of a cold glint, making his facial features look even more defined.

“It’s so late. What are you doing?”

“Aren’t you holding a press conference tomorrow? I’m making you a presentation.”

“What?” Tang Jingci mainly wanted to explain the recent events. She had a set of reasons in her heart. Why is he making a presentation for me?

She leaned over to take a look. “Who is this?”

“The reporter who’s been causing trouble recently.” Qiao Xiyan raised his eyebrows. “She’s been chasing after us. She’ll definitely go to the press conference tomorrow.”

“And then?”

“I think what Fu Chen said makes a lot of sense.”

“What?”

“Since we’re going to make a big move, it’s better to be thorough and get rid of all the hidden dangers completely, lest there are endless troubles.”

Tang Jingci nodded and sat beside him to wait without disturbing him.

***

When the Yan family found out that Tang Jingci was holding a press conference, they thought that she had no relatives or friends in China and were worried that she would be bullied, so they specially adjusted the time they were going to the capital. They should have arrived at noon, but they changed it to a flight at four in the morning and would arrive in the capital at around eight in the morning.

Meanwhile, Qiao Wangbei, who was far away in Suzhou, was a little depressed.

He was afraid of heights and couldn’t take a plane. Even if he changed his schedule in advance, it would still take him until the afternoon to reach the capital, so he wouldn’t be able to make it in time for the press conference.

Qiao Aiyun didn’t want to trouble Fu Chen, so she only informed Song Fengwan of the changed schedule. This caused an accident when they arrived in the capital.

When the Yan family set off, the sky was still dark. When Little Mr. Yan arrived at the airport, he was still sleeping on his father’s shoulder. Halfway through the flight, when it was time to change his diapers, he twisted his body and opened his eyes.

Their seats were by the window. When they turned their heads, they could see the clouds floating past like a dream.

“Yayaya…” At this moment, he could only babble as he stared out the window excitedly.

“Shh!” Qiao Aiyun immediately reached out to stop him and pointed at the person sleeping nearby.

Little Mr. Yan couldn’t suppress his excitement. Although he stopped shouting, he still waved his arms around, unable to calm down.

When they arrived at the airport, Song Fengwan also arrived.

Qian Jiang knew that Song Fengwan didn’t have any classes in the morning. Thinking that she would sleep in, he also rested at home. He didn’t expect to receive a call from her at six o’clock, asking him to send her to the airport.

He only now found out that the Yan family was arriving early.

Obviously, they hadn’t informed Third Master.

He hesitated, wondering if he should lower his head to his capitalist boss. He eventually sent Fu Chen a message.

[Third Master, the Yan family is here.]

At this moment, Fu Chen was returning to the capital from out of town. The earliest he could reach the capital was at nine, so he couldn’t make it in time.

Without waiting for his reply, Qian Jiang sent another message. [The Yan family and Miss Song deliberately hid it. It has nothing to do with me.]

Fu Chen rubbed his prayer beads and bit his cheek.

Not only has his wings hardened now, and he’s learned to hide things and not report them, but he’s even learned to shirk responsibility?

***

When Song Fengwan arrived at the airport, there were very few people picking up those catching early flights. She quickly found her family.

“Ah~” Little Mr. Yan’s eyes lit up when he saw Song Fengwan. He twisted his body vigorously and tried to break free from Qiao Aiyun’s embrace to go to Song Fengwan.

“Little Chi.” When Song Fengwan saw her brother, she ran over and hugged him.

Yan Chi babbled and splashed saliva all over her face.

Children looked different every day. Little Mr. Yan used to have a lot of baby fat, but it had faded a little now. His eyes were dark and shining, and he resembled his father. He leaned in Song Fengwan’s arms and grinned.

“Mom, Uncle Yan, I’ll take you to eat breakfast first.” Song Fengwan smiled.

After they left the airport and got into the car, Qiao Aiyun asked about Tang Jingci. “Wanwan, does Little Ci and that Jiang person have that kind of relationship?”

“No.” Song Fengwan lowered her head and teased her brother.