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At the World Expo, there was a sea of people.

Qi Yuan and Wu Yuzheng brought baby to this open economic center to experience the brilliance of foreign culture.

A three year old child was interested in everything and kept asking questions along the way. Finally, he bought an ice cream at a place to rest and coaxed the curious baby to calm down.

City S was still the same as in his memories. It contained all kinds of foreign cultures, but it had its own local culture that Wu Yuzheng adhered to. After dinner, the family of three held hands and enjoyed the culinary culture.

They had been wandering in S City for three days. After breakfast, the family of three would have to take a taxi to the airport to catch a plane back.

Due to the World Expo, the airport was also packed with people. People with different skin colors and people with different languages all indicated that this was an international city.

Qi Zheng did not know that after the security check, there was a person who followed his voice around for a long time before finally leaving, as if he had lost something.

That person was Zheng Jincheng.

Zheng Jincheng listened to his mother's arrangement and married the person she thought highly of. The only difference was that the person she married never entered her heart.

Many nights, in his dreams, Zheng Jincheng would always hear a woman's voice. Sometimes it was coquettish, sometimes it was gentle, sometimes it was serious. That voice had always lingered in his mind, never to be forgotten.

Zheng Jincheng was currently working at a multinational company. His daily life was to go to work, go home, and occasionally go to some entertainment places with his colleagues. However, he had never done anything out of line, living with his mother like this.

Today, he came here to send off a customer. Hearing that voice in front of the security checkpoint, he felt like a thunderclap had just struck his head. He looked around and didn't hear anything else, so he returned to the company in a daze.

When he got home from work, his pregnant wife was lying on the sofa watching TV. In the kitchen, his mother was cooking.

Zheng Jincheng said, "Why don't you help Mom cook?"

When his wife heard this, she sat up and said, "The one I'm carrying is the son of your Zheng family. I'm willing to go, but he's not willing to go."

Zheng Jincheng rubbed his face with the words again, rolled up his sleeves and walked into the kitchen.

His mother was still cooking, but when she saw Zheng Jincheng enter, she wiped the sweat off her face and said, "Jincheng has gotten off work. The kitchen is hot, so quickly go out and rest. We'll be eating soon."

Zheng Jincheng didn't listen to his mother's words, he took the spatula from her hand and swiftly fried a plate of vegetables. Zheng Jincheng didn't listen to his mother's words, took the spatula from his mother's hand and swiftly fried a plate of vegetables, helping to set the dishes on the table.

His wife sat down in front of the table and picked up her chopsticks to start eating. Zheng's mother put the rice beside her and said, "Eat more vegetables. They said it's better to eat more vegetables."

With food in her mouth, her wife said vaguely, "I don't like vegetables at all. Mom, let's make braised fish tomorrow. I've been craving this for the past two days."

Zheng's mother said happily, "Alright, alright. We'll make whatever you want to eat."

Zheng Jincheng saw all of this and lost the desire to eat. He pushed his food to the side and said, "I'm full. You guys go ahead and eat." Then he went upstairs to his study without even looking at the daughter-in-law.

Ever since his wife had gotten pregnant, his mother had always accepted any reasonable and unreasonable requests from her daughter-in-law. The wife had relied on the children in her womb to make more and more requests. She even discussed with Zheng Jincheng about transferring the two-story building to her name.

His wife was the niece of one of his mother's distant concubines. The filial son of his mother, Zheng Jincheng, had no objection to following his mother's arrangements to marry his distant cousin. He had originally wanted to marry anyone else, but only now did he realize that a marriage without love was a cold grave.

He thought of that dreamy voice again. Today, he heard that gentle voice call out: "Little Zheng, hurry up and bring the child over."

With a sigh, he turned on the computer and continued with today's unfinished work. Right now, Zheng Jincheng could only forget about the hardships of life when he was immersed in his work.