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Eight years later 2 more

In the company, Qin Huan used work to numb his heart. He canceled all his rest time and worked hard day and night.

Qin Huan did not dare to go back home, because in that home, he always saw Nuan Nuan for no reason. Sometimes, Qin Huan would see Nuan Nuan standing busy in the kitchen; sometimes, he would see Nuan Nuan sitting in the garden.

Inside, he painted quietly; sometimes, he would see her standing at the door of the room, smiling sweetly at him...

There were too many warm memories in that home. Qin Huan refused to think of her, and even more hated himself thinking of her! So, he simply moved to the company. Anyway, there was a large rest room in his office.

There's everything inside.

When Mr. Qin saw his grandson like this, he instinctively thought that Qin Huan had discovered the beauty of warmth and regretted divorcing her. So he hurriedly came to the company to find Qin Huan, hoping to get confirmation from him.

But Qin Huan said that the reason why he searched for Nuan Nuan all over the world was just to get the contents of his mother's suicide note from her. He had never regretted divorcing Nuan Nuan.

Such an answer dashed all Mr. Qin's hopes, and at the same time he complained about his grandson's ruthlessness. Mr. Qin never thought that after so much, his grandson still hadn't found warmth and recognized his own heart.

Mr. Qin left the company with a heart full of helplessness. He no longer wanted to care about that hateful grandson, so he just let him suffer slowly by himself.

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eight years later

On the bustling streets of Washington, various types of people hurriedly walked on the streets. Among the crowd, an Oriental woman wearing a white dress stood out.

She has shoulder-length black straight hair and a pair of big, smart eyes, which are as bright as the talking stars in the sky. Her facial features are soft and delicate, and her petite figure highlights the quiet beauty of an oriental woman.

There is a natural soft beauty on her body, and there is a warm smell around her. Everyone who passes by her can't help but focus on her.

Amid the bustling crowd, a beautiful and elegant woman, with a peaceful smile, crossed the road and entered an independent three-story small foreign-style building not far away.

As soon as the woman opened the door, a small figure ran out of the house, "Mommy!"

A handsome little boy of six or seven years old, with a bright smile, jumped directly into her arms. He was wearing a pair of yellow casual pants and a white cute cartoon T-shirt. He was fashionable and energetic, and would belong to

His liveliness at this age is perfectly displayed.

A gentle smile appeared on the woman's face, and her eyes were full of love for her son. She reached out and hugged him, and asked with a smile: "Lele, have you been obedient today?"

"Of course I am obedient. Lele has always been the best-behaved child!" Seven-year-old Lele hugged her mother's neck in an obvious attempt to get her mother's praise.

"Ms. Wen, Lele is really well-behaved today." Ms. Stephen, who is responsible for taking care of Lele, also helped him say nice words in slightly stiff Chinese.

Stephen watched Lele grow up. After Wen Nuan gave birth to Lele, she was hired here by Hua Mubei to take care of Wen Nuan and her son. Later, when Wen Nuan went to work, Stephen became Lele's full-time nanny.

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