Shanshui City, No. 6.
"What’s the matter? People have been gone for so long, and you’re still standing there watching expectantly?"
Qin Meiru held a teddy dog, teasingly looking at Bao Nan standing foolishly at the door.
Upon hearing her words, Bao Nan slightly turned his head and gave her a cold glance, "The Ministry of Foreign Affairs just called, I need to go back."
"Why is it always the Ministry of Foreign Affairs!" Qin Meiru smacked her lips.
She had no idea what her son was thinking.
Leaving tens of billions of family wealth untapped, preferring instead to compete with the Jiang Family for food.
"You promised to accompany me to Nanfo Temple this afternoon to fulfill a vow, remember to come back early."
Hearing this, Bao Nan nodded slightly and left the villa without looking back.
Qin Meiru stood in place, talking to the teddy dog about him, "I don’t know who he takes after. Ever since he was young, getting him to say a word is difficult. Could it be that his father and I ended up with a negative result?"
The more she thought about it, the more likely it seemed; invisible genes are really frightening.
The teddy dog barked "woof woof" a few times, seemingly agreeing with her.
Qin Meiru gently rubbed its head, smiling: "Cub, you also think so, don’t you? You’re the best behaved."
"Woof woof woof." Hearing her praise, the teddy dog happily wagged its paws.
"Madam, do you need me to tidy up the young master’s room?"
The maid appeared by her side, speaking respectfully.
Qin Meiru shook her head, "I’ll go up and tidy it myself, you go ahead and do your work."
This son of hers was spoiled since childhood with all sorts of peculiarities.
One of them is his dislike of others touching his things.
It’s better for her to tidy it personally.
"Yes."
...
Qin Meiru, holding the teddy dog, leisurely went up to the second floor.
Because Bao Nan used to be the only one living in this villa, almost the entire second floor was set up as bedrooms.
Each partition was also opened up, with the study, bathroom, and walk-in closet separated only by curtains.
Upon entering his main bedroom, Qin Meiru surveyed the surroundings.
Very clean.
It was nearly spotless, with even the blanket folded neatly like a hotel’s.
It seems that having a compulsive cleanliness is not a bad thing, at least she doesn’t need to tidy it.
Qin Meiru smiled with satisfaction, her gaze inadvertently falling on a journal on the bedside table.
She awkwardly cleared her throat, secretly glancing around.
After confirming there was truly no one around, she tiptoed toward the edge of the bedside table.
She recognized this journal.
Bao Nan carried it preciously, but now she was just taking a look...
Just one look...
She was merely very curious...
This shouldn’t be illegal, right?
Thinking this, Qin Meiru placed the teddy dog on the ground and gestured "hush" to it.
Having done everything, she took a deep breath and stealthily opened the first page.
Lines of text were listed on it, and from the handwriting, it could faintly be seen that this should be written at different ages.
years old: First time seeing you, cluelessly drawn to you.
years old: We graduated, yet you still don’t know me.
years old: Studying abroad, hoping to become a diplomat you admire.
years old: You continue to be my motivation.
years old: You’re my excuse for rejecting others.
years old: Completed college, preparing to return home to see you.
years old: Couldn’t meet you, successfully entered the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.
years old: Constantly striving, thinking of you every day.
years old: Became Deputy Director, are you doing well?
years old: Promoted to Director and spokesperson, will you see me on TV?
years old: This marks the tenth year of loving you, will you ever love me?