"At that time, I was too enterprising. When Lan Qing was as old as him, most of them were taken care of by nannies. When I came back every day, I could only watch him fall asleep. I thought career was everything at first, but now I understand that without the most precious memories, how much money would not come back..." Mrs. Lan's face still had a look of loss.

Similarly, as a mother, Li Qingning seems to be able to feel the regret and sadness she described, and she can't help feeling a little moved.

She originally thought that Mrs. LAN didn't know what sadness and sadness were. Her heart was made of metal. She was an invulnerable Woman Warrior of steel. Even when she was old, she was just a little rusty. But she never thought that she had such a soft side.

"But now there is Xiao Sheng. When you come home, he can be with you for Lan Qing." Li Qingning's expression looked very soft, as if he was really a close family with the woman in front of him.

Mrs. Lan's eyes were closed. There were some overflowing emotions in her eyes. She teased the lovely little boy in her arms and asked, "Xiao Sheng? Which Sheng? Who named it? "

"Sheng Xiao's Sheng..." Li Qingning's brain is spinning very fast. At first, he can't remember the poem Lan Qing once read. But now he suddenly remembers one, so he reads it subconsciously, "silence is the Sheng Xiao of parting, silence is Cambridge tonight."

Then he gave Mrs. LAN a smile and said, "my father got the name, but he said it just before he died." Then she dropped her eyes.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Lan said, "nice name."

Listen to her say so, Li Qingning is more elated, smiling and nodding.

It wasn't until the night seemed to be pulled down completely by a big hand that Lan Qing came back from the outside. They were sitting in the living room waiting for him to have dinner together.

Xiao Sheng is teased by Mrs. LAN on her lap. A rare smile even appears on her face. Li Qingning sits on one side and looks at the scene with a smile.

It's rare for the atmosphere to be so harmonious. A knowing smile appeared in the corner of his mouth. After seeing Li Qingning, the sharp lines on his face became softer.

"Mom, you've had a hard time on your way. Today, the company is a little busy, so I can't pick you up in person." Lan Qing went to Mrs. LAN and sat down respectfully beside her.

Mrs. Lan was busy teasing Xiao Sheng in her arms. She looked very happy and said to him with a smile, "it's OK. You're just as busy as you are." But all the attention is focused on Xiao Sheng.

Seeing that his son is about to lose his position in his mother's heart because of his son, Lan Qing looks at Li Qingning and turns his lips, but his eyes are full of smile.

At the dinner table, Mrs. LAN tastefully sipped the stewed bird's nest and snow ginseng soup in the bowl. Suddenly, she seemed to remember something. She gently put down her spoon and asked, "ah, I just remembered, why didn't I see that little girl Lanxi? She should have grown a lot?"

Li Qingning still has a mouthful of soup in his mouth. He suddenly swallows it down. After looking at Lan Qing for a few eyes, he says with a smile: "Oh, we sent her to boarding primary school. We integrated many factors and finally chose there."

At this time, Mrs. Lan's eyebrows wrinkled again, and her face became a bit more serious. "How can a little child be sent to boarding school? Besides, it's still a girl. You're really mischievous!" Finish saying, the body center of gravity moves backward, lean on the back of the chair.

Lan Qing also put down the tableware, sipped the red wine beside her hand and said, "Mom, I'm also thinking about Qingning. It's hard for her to take care of Xiao Sheng alone, and the environment there is very good..."

Before he finished, Mrs. LAN interrupted him impatiently, "there are so many servants in the family, can't you take care of her? Besides, I was so busy that I didn't send you away until I was in college? How can you be so cruel, you mother? "

Mrs. Lan's eyes fell on Li Qingning's face again, with a sharp chill.

Li Qingning lowered his eyes and said in a soft voice: "it's my thoughtlessness..."

"Pick up the child for me tomorrow. The LAN family's child was sent out at a young age. I don't know. I thought we didn't want to see this child. How can you let her get a foothold in this circle in the future?" Mrs. Lan said in a rising tone.

"Mom, it was all my idea. Don't blame Qingning. Since you say so, I'll send someone to pick up the child tomorrow. Don't be angry. It's bad for your health." Lan Qing said lightly, then picked up the soup in front of Mrs. LAN and put it in front of her.

Mrs. Lan was originally a little hot character, but seeing that Lan Qing was so gentle and persuasive, she couldn't help losing her temper. With a faint "um", she picked up the tableware in front of her again and drank the soup quietly.

Lan Qing observes Li Qingning's look with the remaining light from the corner of her eye. Her face eases down and she takes up chopsticks again.

"Well? Does Jiawen know about my return? " Mrs. LAN drank the soup and thought of her son whom she had hardly met in the past 20 years.

Li Qingning obviously felt that the figure of Lan Qing sitting beside him was stiff, even his back began to stand straight, but his expression was still calm and calm. He wiped the corner of his mouth with a napkin on the table and said, "if mom didn't tell him, he probably didn't know."

But Mrs. LAN didn't seem to care much about chatting. She gently picked up a chopstick of steamed fish and put it into her mouth. After sipping a few mouthfuls, she said, "don't you guys get in touch with each other? Now we have acquired Lin's company. As Lin's senior management, shouldn't you contact more frequently and closely? "

"It's just a work connection. After all, he is the senior manager of the Lin family. If we get too close, it's hard to avoid gossiping among the directors." Lan Qing's tone is a rare docile obedience. His eyelashes are drooping. The original sharp eyes and sharp lines on his face can't be seen at the moment.

Mrs. LAN chuckled and said, "when did you start to be afraid of public opinion? I remember Li Qingning at that time..."

Her eyes fell on Li Qingning's face, but she didn't finish what she wanted to say. Instead, she skipped this paragraph and continued: "at that time, you didn't care about the gossip around you, son. Is it true that as the old saying goes, the older people are, the more afraid they are?"

Lan Qing knew that his mother was still unhappy about Qingning. He wanted to retort a few words, but when he raised his eyes, he suddenly touched Cao Yanqing's sideburns, which were not easy to be noticed. His heart suddenly softened, just laughed and said, "Mom, you're joking. Of course, public and private affairs are different."