Yan Qingfan adjusted his tie against the reflection on the glass, and then knocked on the door.

The buckle.

The rhythmic knocks on the door sounded out, and Yan Qingfan heard someone reply from inside: "Enter."

Yan Qingfan tiptoed and opened the door.

Mu Beihan was working directly at his computer, so he did not give too much attention to the people around him.

Yan Qingfan was very dissatisfied with his negligence, and said: "Mr. Mu, I want to talk to you."

The tender voice finally made Mu BOSS look away from the computer screen.

It was obvious that even Mu Beihan did not expect to have the chance to see this child, and said: "It's you?" "What do you want to talk to me about?"

Although this child wasn't his biological son, it was still a fortuitous encounter that he looked so much like him.

Yan Qingfan raised his head and said: "Aren't you going to invite me to sit first?" It was not easy for him to get on the subway, and after walking for so long, his feet were sore.

Mu Beihan laughed, extended his hand and made a gesture of invitation and said: "Then, please sit."

Yan Qingfan had a "this is more like it" expression, he moved a chair over and sat in front of him, and said: "Mr. Mu, the main reason I came here today is to ask you a question, why are you bullying my mother?"

Mu Beihan thought about the word "bully". Could it be that he saw him kissing Yan Luoluo last night?

"Mommy always comes home late, and even today she has to come to work!"

Mu Beihan suddenly realised. So he was blaming her mother for working overtime?

He thought for a moment, then replied: "Qingfan?" "Do you know what your mommy's profession is?"

Yan Qingfan answered proudly, "I know, my mother is an extremely powerful architect."

"Then, do you know what is the most important quality of a good architect?" Mu Beihan continued to ask.

This question was out of the ordinary, Yan Qingfan obviously could not answer it. He looked at Mu Beihan, anticipating his answer.

Mu Beihan laughed, and was satisfied with his doubtful expression, saying: "It's focus."

"Your mommy's job is the same as your homework. If you make a mistake, your teacher will deduct your points. However, if your mommy makes a mistake, then not only will your points be deducted, someone might even lose their life."

"So, focus is what a good architect should be like. You should be proud of having a mother like her, instead of asking me why I'm bullying your mother. Do I have to do this for the safety of more people?"

Yan Qingfan nodded as if he understood something, and said: "But, every time, my homework is always right, I wasn't overcharged by teacher."

Mu Beihan, "..."

What was the point that this brat was concerned about?

Yan Luoluo who was standing outside the door eavesdropping suddenly felt a warm feeling flowing through her heart.

When she first arrived, she saw her son walk into the CEO's office. She didn't even have the time to stop him.

In fact, she agreed with what Mu Beihan said. As an architect, she loved her profession and was willing to give her time and effort.

How could she not want her son to understand her? Although her son was very sensible and had never mentioned him before, in reality, he was very dissatisfied with her often working overtime, and had to coax her for a long time to make him happy.

It was just that she did not expect Mu Beihan to answer a child's question so patiently, even if the question was extremely childish.

He expressed a view very similar to hers.

It was a wonderful feeling.