She had been shocked by the two lions at the door when she rushed in. I didn't expect the old house to be such a place to investigate.

Then they went through the red-painted door, and there was a large, garden-style front hall, and the driver drove from the right side to the entrance, and they got out of the car and went straight to the left.

The servants on both sides of the door were standing in two rows, dressed in white work clothes. With a single glance, he saw that the servants were lined up in front of the door straight into the inner room.

The white columns at the entrance were neatly made of metal-white glass, and the sunlight just so happened to shine on their bodies. It made them seem as if they were covered in a dreamy golden radiance.

The old CEO Fang got off the car, and the loud and consistent voices of the servants could be heard by An Xin, who had just gotten off the car.

"Master."

The old president ignored him and stood there, looking in the direction of An Xin.

An Xin initially didn't want to enter, but under his gaze, she braced herself and walked step by step towards him.

The servants seemed to have received the notice, and everyone's eyes turned to An Xin. Just like before, they all turned to An Xin, "Young Mistress, Young Master, hello."

"..." "Okay." After Chu Qing specifically supported her, An Xin finally regained her composure and replied slowly with one word.

The girl in his arms turned around and moved. She was still small after all, so she didn't wake up from the noise. She just wiped her face on An Xin's arm.

After the little guy finished rubbing and then went back to sleep, An Xin slowly began to regain some clarity in her mind. She realized what those people had called her just now.

Then, she stared at the old CEO with wide eyes. Those people from before, they called her Young Mistress, right?

"If you're tired, let the wet nurse take over. When I went to pick you up, I had the wet nurse take over from the mountain." the old president said, glancing at the crowd.

A few wet nurses, who had been with her for a month, came out one after another. "Young Mistress."

One of them walked up to An Xin and said, "Young Mistress, let me hug the young master."

"No, I'm not tired. It's fine." Ever since the birth of the child, she had always been the one to bring the child abroad. Later on, it was only because the palace saint insisted on having a wet nurse to bring the child over that she gave it to someone else for a month.

In this one month, she had brought more and Sister Zhang less with her. Actually, hugging for a while didn't mean anything.

The nannies had to look at the president.

"Then let's go in. The room has already been tidied up. I'll have the butler take you to see it later. The old CEO lightly said, but one thing was clear to him.

An Xin widened her eyes. Was she planning to stay here forever? Otherwise, there was no need to redecorate the residence if he was going to stay for just a few days.

Chu Qing was also aware of this. Since the old president moved out at the age of twelve, he wanted to use An Xin and her son to force the palace lord to come back, right?

After entering, an ancient European style, with a dignified imperial courtyard, appeared before his eyes.

She thought that the mansion was extremely luxurious, but compared to this, she knew that it was only the tip of the iceberg.

After the old CEO had entered the house, she instructed the butler to take An Xin to her room, then went back to work. She had plenty of time to see her grandson, so she was in no hurry.

Chu Qing sent An Xin back to the company.

In the company, the Xia family had arrived. They were in the palace hall of the palace, and there was a ruckus inside.