Fu Yan Ting knew that Yan Zi Tong wouldn't be so kind as to help him. Just as he expected.
But now that Yan Xi wasn't paying attention to Fu Yan Ting, Fu Yan Ting really had no choice. Even though Yan Zi Tong made a request of him, he still had to comply.
Fu Yan Ting glanced at Yan Zi Tong, waiting for him to speak.
Yan Zi Tong said indifferently, "I've learned all the skills for surviving on a deserted island. When are you going to let me out? I want to go to summer camp."
"There's a cobra behind you. Deal with it first."
"Ah, I'm most afraid of snakes."
Yan Zi Tong, startled, quickly scrambled onto Fu Yan Ting, closing his eyes and saying, "Brother Snake, I'm too small, my flesh isn't tasty. Eat my scum dad instead. His flesh is very valuable."
Fu Yan Ting's mouth twitched. What a good son he had.
At a crucial moment, he still didn't forget to brag about his wealth.
After Yan Zi Tong finished speaking, he noticed Fu Yan Ting's angry gaze. He opened his eyes and decided to hell with it, even if the sky fell, he could still push his scum dad out to take the hit first.
When Yan Zi Tong opened his eyes, there was no snake, not even a caterpillar.
Only then did Yan Zi Tong realize he had been tricked.
She retorted unhappily, "Are you sick? There's no snake at all. Why did you scare me?"
"Didn't you say you've learned all the skills for surviving on a deserted island?"
Yan Zi Tong did not reply.
Fu Yan Ting took Yan Zi Tong's hand and said, "Let's go, I'll take you home."
"Aren't you going to let me continue learning the skills for surviving on a deserted island?"
"That's not urgent for now. It's your mommy's birthday today. You can go back and give her a surprise."
"My mommy's birthday is in June."
Although Yan Zi Tong was a child, he had memories from the age of three. He secretly looked at Yan Xi's ID card and memorized Yan Xi's birthday. Every year on Yan Xi's birthday, Yan Zi Tong would prepare a surprise for her.
Scum dad is indeed scum dad. He didn't know whose birthday it was, but he remembered it as Mommy's and had the audacity to claim it was Mommy's birthday.
"Today is our wedding anniversary, and it's also the day she was reborn, so it's her birthday. That's right."
"You and my mommy remarried?"
Yan Zi Tong looked at Fu Yan Ting with an expression that seemed to ask, "Why is Mommy so misguided, knowing it's a crematorium, yet insisting on running into it?"
Fu Yan Ting's face instantly darkened.
It wasn't a remarriage. It was the day he and Yan Xi got married five years ago, as clearly stated on their marriage certificate.
Even though they were divorced, Fu Yan Ting believed they would remarry, so he always remembered this date. He had originally planned to take Yan Xi to the Civil Affairs Bureau today, but so many things had happened.
Yan Zi Tong cast a contemptuous glance at Fu Yan Ting, then followed him home.
Even though Yan Zi Tong still disliked Fu Yan Ting to this day, he cared about Yan Xi.
Yan Zi Tong knew very well that something must have happened to Mommy, otherwise, given scum dad's personality, how could he have been so generous as to let him leave the deserted island to accompany Mommy?
And he even fabricated some excuse about a birthday.
Although Yan Zi Tong was young, he was as sharp as a fox. He knew exactly what had happened between Fu Yan Ting and Yan Xi.
Yan Zi Tong returned to the villa with Fu Yan Ting. Yan Xi, probably tired from crying, had fallen asleep in bed.
After returning to the villa, Yan Zi Tong walked directly towards Yan Xi's room.
He reached Yan Xi's room and saw her sleeping.
Yan Zi Tong prepared to go in. He hadn't slept with his Mommy for a long time, and he really missed the faint scent of rouge on his Mommy.
Fu Yan Ting grabbed Yan Zi Tong by the collar, his imposing manner like an eagle catching a chick.
Yan Zi Tong was stumped and turned to glare at Fu Yan Ting.
Fearing that he might wake Yan Xi, Yan Zi Tong refrained from verbal attacks, merely looking at Fu Yan Ting with indifferent eyes. Fu Yan Ting, receiving Yan Zi Tong's questioning gaze, said calmly, "Your mommy is still sleeping. Don't disturb her."
"Then why did you bring me back?"
Fu Yan Ting was momentarily at a loss for how to respond to this brat. This brat was absolutely doing it on purpose, he just liked to go against him.
Yan Xi slept for quite a long time. If it weren't for the phone call, she would have continued sleeping.
When she answered the phone, it was from an unknown number, with the displayed location being B City.
Yan Xi answered, her voice a little groggy, and asked, "Who are you looking for?"
"Miss Yan, I am Fu Yan Ting's mother. I have something I need your help with."
Upon hearing that it was Lin Qian, Yan Xi's impression of her was not good. Yan Xi hung up the phone almost without a second word.
Still groggy and not fully awake, Yan Xi threw her phone aside and closed her eyes, pretending to doze.
Lin Qian, however, was persistent and continued to text Yan Xi.
Yan Xi was awakened again by the phone call.
She knew very well that these calls were from Lin Qian. Yan Xi stopped beating around the bush with Lin Qian and got straight to the point, asking, "If you have something to say, can't you call Fu Yan Ting?"
"Miss Yan, I came to find you. Only you can help me with this matter."
The Lin family was now like ants on a hot pan, and Lin Qian had no choice but to come to Yan Xi, asking her to put in a good word for the Lin family with Fu Yan Ting.
This way, Fu Yan Ting would come forward to help the Lin family.
If Lin Qian approached Fu Yan Ting directly, not only would Fu Yan Ting not help the Lin family, but he would also accelerate their disappearance from high society.
For so many years, Fu Yan Ting had harbored resentment towards Lin Qian, a fact that Lin Qian couldn't possibly be unaware of. It was precisely because Lin Qian knew this that she dared not rashly approach Fu Yan Ting and had to turn her attention to Yan Xi.
When Yan Xi heard Lin Qian's words, she found it laughable, but at the moment, Yan Xi couldn't laugh.
Yan Xi refused Lin Qian as if she hadn't even thought about it and was about to hang up the phone again.
This time, Lin Qian seemed to have anticipated it. As Yan Xi prepared to hang up, Lin Qian said, "Miss Yan, I know you have another younger brother who is studying at university. He's majoring in art, and his idol is Mu Qing, right?"
The hand holding the phone tightened unconsciously, and the disgust in Yan Xi's eyes was evident.
Even though it was over the phone, Lin Qian could still feel Yan Xi's disgust through her tone and attitude.
However, Lin Qian didn't care. She didn't particularly like Yan Xi either. If not for the Lin family's troubles, Lin Qian wouldn't be begging Yan Xi like this.
Yan Xi said coldly, "You investigated my brother?"
"Miss Yan, rather than an investigation, it's more like appealing to his interests. I know Mu Qing is holding an art exhibition soon. If you agree to my request, I can let your brother assist her and help organize this exhibition."