As long as Fang Yao was by her side, Feng Qing didn’t have to worry about the sky falling on her.
Hai Ling always said that Fang Yao loved her deeply, and Feng Qing also had special feelings for him.
She advised Feng Qing not to miss out on Fang Yao or say things like only wanting the child and not the father, lest she hurt Fang Yao’s heart.
No matter how things ended between her and Hai Ling, in matters of the heart, Hai Ling’s advice was always for her own good.
Feng Qing could also see her own heart clearly—she had fallen in love with Fang Yao.
It was easy to fall for a man as outstanding as Fang Yao.
Seeing that Feng Qing had fallen asleep, Fang Yao pulled over to the side of the road, took off his coat, and gently draped it over her.
Even though the car had heating, it was still cold, and she could easily catch a chill while sleeping.
He quietly watched her for a moment, then leaned over and gently kissed her cheek before sitting back up and resuming the drive, taking his lady back to their home.
Meanwhile, Hai Ling and the others received news that Feng Qing had been knocked out by Feng Yue and sent away.
This news was brought to them by Silver Fox.
“I never expected my dear aunt to be so kind to her only daughter, actually leaving her a way out,” Madam Shang said sarcastically.
Madam Qiao chimed in, “No matter how ruthless she is, she’s still a mother. The Feng family has always valued daughters over sons. Her most beloved is her only daughter. Even Feng Ruo, who wasn’t her biological child, was doted on by her.”
“Feng Qing is her biological daughter after all. Now that Feng Ruo is dead, she naturally arranged an escape route for her only daughter.”
Madam Shang pursed her lips and said, “That’s true. It’s human nature.”
If something were to happen to the Shang family, she would also go to great lengths to protect her own children.
Madam Shang turned to Hai Ling and said, “Hai Ling, go back to the company now. Later, go to the Feng Group and say you want to see Feng Qing. See how the Feng family responds to you.”
“They’ve arranged a double for Feng Qing,” Hai Ling said. “Most likely, they’ll send out the double to meet me, or just refuse to see me altogether.”
“Aunt, I’ll head back to the company now.”
Hai Ling also needed to return to the company. Now that her aunt was here, everything was in her aunt’s hands.
The younger generation all went back to work as if nothing had happened, quietly waiting for the Feng family banquet that evening.
On her way back to the company, Hai Ling received a video call from her sister.
She had a bodyguard acting as her driver, so it didn’t interfere with her taking the call.
As soon as the video call connected, Hai Ling saw her son’s little face.
Although many things had happened in Jiangcheng, it wasn’t actually that late yet. Yangyang was having breakfast.
He was munching on a bun shaped like a little rabbit. Long Ting loved these, and whenever he returned to Fengchen Manor, the pastry chef would make snacks and buns shaped like little animals for him, which the kids especially loved.
“Mommy!”
Seeing his mother, Yangyang was thrilled and sweetly called out to her, waving the hand that wasn’t holding the bun.
Before Hai Ling could speak, he said, “Mommy, the buns at Long Ting’s house are really yummy and pretty. They’re shaped like little rabbits. I’m eating a little rabbit bun right now.”
Hai Ling smiled, “Then eat a couple more. Make sure you’re full, and eat by yourself. Don’t let your aunt feed you. When Mommy comes back, I’ll make you little rabbit buns too.”
She owned a breakfast shop, which she used to manage herself. She had made buns before, though not shaped like little animals.
She knew how to make buns, so shaping them like little rabbits wouldn’t be difficult.
