His opportunistic father would definitely step in at this moment to offer help, lest he lose even the chance to speak later.
However, the Xiang family’s actions would always invite criticism.
Even if he and A-Yan broke through that barrier, for A-Yan, it would still leave a thorn in her heart.
Xiang Yang couldn’t care less about that now.
He had told A-Yan that once her family overcame their crisis, she should return to the country to build her career, away from parents and family, just the two of them living their simple, happy life together.
“Alright, you handle it yourself then. I’ll let you get back to work, Mum won’t disturb you.”
Mrs. Xiang had made this call to check on how far her son and Du Yumeng had progressed.
She hadn’t expected her son to still be hung up on A-Yan, even confessing to her.
Well, her son was over thirty. He knew what he wanted. A grown son doesn’t heed his mother, so let him be.
Meanwhile, Du Yumeng sneezed.
Zhan Yiyang, sitting in the passenger seat, asked with concern, “Caught a cold?”
“No, just a sneeze. Don’t make a fuss. Don’t you ever sneeze?”
It wasn’t like she was sneezing nonstop, which would indicate a cold.
She was in great health, rarely catching a cold all year.
“Yumeng, earlier, I was really afraid you’d turn back to deal with work matters with Mr. Xiang.”
Zhan Yiyang admitted honestly.
“He’s your brother, but still my romantic rival.”
Because Xiang Yang was only Yumeng’s godbrother, with no blood relation whatsoever.
Du Yumeng said, “I’ve already handed work matters to Vice President Lin. It’s the same if Brother Xiang goes to him.”
“Why didn’t you tell me you were going home? If you had, I could’ve taken a few days off to go with you.”
“I really want to see Sister Tong’s son. The baby must be adorable, right?”
Hai Tong had posted on her social media, informing her friends that she had given birth and both mother and son were safe.
But the baby’s face wasn’t shown in the photos.
Zhan family children were well-protected before adulthood, rarely photographed head-on by media.
Even family members posting publicly on social media wouldn’t share the child’s face, unless it was a private post for family only.
Hai Tong’s son was only a few days old, and she was even less inclined to show his appearance.
“You didn’t even take a couple of photos to send me privately. I don’t even know what the baby looks like.”
Zhan Yiyang: “…Sorry, I overlooked that. I didn’t think to take photos. Everyone was eager to hold the baby. By the time I got to hold him, I barely had a chance to look closely before my brothers took him away.”
“I was too busy fighting for my nephew to snap any pictures.”
“No worries, when the baby’s one month old, I’ll take you back for the full-moon celebration, and you’ll see him then.”
After a month, his little nephew would be even more adorable.
