ion, the yearning for "home".She was just an ordinary woman.Tong Yimò sang a song about "home" while reminiscing about her past experiences.She doesn't crave wealth and fame, nor does she desire power..."How do you know" Leng Yanchen was completely unconvinced.

Yan Ze painted his glazed eyes slightly, grinning: "I will help you catch Mr. Mo."

"Let's talk about that when we catch Mr. Mo." Leng Yanchen smiled slightly.

Yan Zeqi looked at the moment when Leng Yanchen's handsome face smiled, his heart was touched.

Besides when he was a child, no one had ever smiled at him so gently.

In the following days...

Qin Nianxia would always receive two identical but different kinds of express deliveries.

For example, hairpins, hairbands, clothes, shoes, and the candies she likes to eat.

Every kind of thing, is two different kinds.

Although it was sent without a sender, it came from the same courier station. It feels redundant to split it into two packages.

At the beginning, it was fine, things accumulated.

Qin Nianxia also figured out the reason, so when Leng Yanchen called to ask about her next time, she asked: "Besides you, is there anyone else who sent me packages recently"

"Yan Zeqi." Leng Yanchen replied truthfully.

Qin Nianxia was very surprised: "What is he sending me these things for"

What he meant was that just having him, Leng Yanchen, was enough.

"He said, 'The things you pick, you don't like. The things he picks, you do like.' Leng Yanchen spoke with a hint of vinegar, then added, 'I think you'd still prefer the things I pick.'"

"Could you please tell him not to buy anymore"

I told him, but he wouldn't listen.

“Forget it, he's always done things his own way. What anyone says won’t change that.” Qin Nianxia instantly compromised. The little beggar had always been like this; he never told her what he was going to do in advance. Thinking about this, perhaps out of consideration for their childhood friendship, she softly continued, “The little beggar... will he receive very severe punishment”

"Not currently, we'll have to see the outcome of the International Court's trial."

"Leng Yanchen, the mastermind behind that day's attempt to massacre the Mu family manor, was it really Yan Shang Lu" Qin Nianxia asked softly, her fingertips gripping the phone, gradually turning white.

After a moment of silence, Leng Yanchen replied, "Yes."

"Why would this happen..." Qin Nianxia suddenly went silent.

No matter what, she had accompanied Yan Shang for three years.

Even though she was just a maidservant to Yan Shanglu, the good times they had together—reading and playing—with Yan Shanglu and Yan Luowei were real.

At least she considered him a friend.

"The doctor said he had bipolar disorder, caused by the ups and downs of his life," Leng Yanchen replied in a deep voice.

Qin Nianxia instantly understood what was going on and fell silent.

Before the rebellion in Yan Guo, Lu's life as a Yan merchant had been smooth sailing.

Even back then, when the former King wanted to support him becoming Crown Prince, he secretly ordered Leng Yanchen to help Fu Yan Shang Lu get out of the Bu Ru Te forest.

After the rebellion, his mother and father died one after another. He first became a vegetable, then was disabled for life, losing the use of both legs. The girl he loved didn't love him, and even the throne was changed hands.

All the blows, taken together, were too much for him. He, who had been raised in a greenhouse, simply couldn't handle the psychological pressure.

"Where is he now" Qin Nianxia asked.

Leng Yanchen replied, "Yan Luowei sent him to a special hospital for treatment."

It's more like being confined than being treated.

Qin Nianxia could only feel regret for this. Such a good prince, in the end, met such a tragic fate.

"How have you been lately" Leng Yanchen followed up with concern.

Qin Nianxia touched her slightly protruding abdomen and smiled softly, "My two babies and I are all doing well."

"My mother wants to see you."

"Who"

"My mother."

"This, this so sudden" Qin Nianxia blushed instantly and instinctively covered her face, "I, I..."

"Don't you want to see me"

"No, there isn't."

"You agree to meet..."

"You tell me the address, and I'll go visit you." Qin Nianxia directly interrupted Leng Yanchen.

Leng Yanchen smiled and said, "No need for you to go, my mother will come to your research base to see you."

"When"

"It should be here soon."

"Huh Why didn't you say so earlier! I'm not ready at all! I haven't even bought a gift. No, no, I can't talk to you now, I need to get ready. Bye!"

Qin Nianxia said that, directly hung up the phone, and then began to order her little assistant to help prepare some tea and snacks.

After finishing her work, she led Cyclone to the front door and waited there.

As expected, a luxury car slowly drove towards us after a while.

The car stopped in front of her, and before the driver could get out to open the door, she proactively went up to it, opened the car door, and even raised her hand to block the top of the door to prevent anyone inside from bumping their head when they came out.

When Tong Yimo got off the car, Xinfeng couldn't wait to climb onto her legs.

Xuan Feng had once briefly resided at the Leng Family Manor before. Tong Yi Mo went to visit Old Master Leng, Leng Yan Ting, and became acquainted with Xuan Feng.

Qin Nianxia nervously gripped the leash of the whirlwind, watching as Tong Yimo opened her mouth and said, “Hello, Auntie!”

Tong Yimo smiled and looked at Qin Nianxia, took her hand proactively, and jokingly said: "Calling me 'Auntie' is too much."

"Mom, Mommy." Qin Nianxia, flustered, changed her words with a naive smile.

Tong Yimo was taken aback, listening to Qin Nianxia calling out "Mommy" and looking at the innocent smile on Qin Nianxia's face. Suddenly, she felt a sense of déjà vu.e, and she wouldn't need Yasan anymore. From another perspective, that means Yasan broke up!Although she really wanted to see the daytime scenery, she couldn't just leave her heartbroken friend unatte...