"Like Xiaofeng, just eager to run wild on the grass!" the little one laughed.
She laughed too, "Okay, Mommy will take you outside for a walk."
Gripping the little one’s palm, Gan Yuan straightened up and had just taken two steps when a rapid pace of footsteps echoed up the stairs.
"Mr. Butler, no... it’s not good; there’s been an accident..." a maid hurried down, noticing Gan Yuan standing in the living room, her expression changed abruptly, "Gan... Miss Gan?!"
Before Sherry could ask, Gan Yuan had already spoken first.
"This..." the maid hesitated visibly, mumbling and fumbling with her words as her right hand clutching the phone stealthily moved behind her, "It’s... it’s nothing!"
"Well..." Gan Yuan walked over with a smile and extended her right hand to the maid, "May I use your phone for a moment?"
The maid frowned and hesitated for a long time but finally moved the phone from behind her and handed it over to her.
Huangfu Jue had long since instructed that the presence of Gan Yuan and Gan Tang here was like his own; the maid could not defy a command from Gan Yuan.
Gan Yuan looked down at the screen in her hand, which displayed an opened link to a social media content related to the "affair" news about her.
Seeing that headline, her brows twitched gently.
"Mommy, what’s wrong?"
Gan Tang asked, puzzled, by her side.
"Oh, it’s nothing." Gan Yuan handed the phone back to the maid, "Why don’t you take Xiaotang out to the grass for a walk? I just remembered that I have something to take care of."
The maid, who was still anxiously worried, saw how calm Gan Yuan was and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, "Yes, Miss!"
The maid took the little one’s palm, while Gan Yuan gently patted his little head.
"Mommy will come to find you in a while, go ahead and play."
The little one nodded and followed the maid out of the living room.
Watching her son walk away, the smile at the corner of Gan Yuan’s lips gradually faded.
She had merely met Moses, and it had caused such a stir; she had indeed underestimated these reporters.
Turning around, she quickly went upstairs while pulling out her phone from her pocket and dialed Huangfu Jue’s number.
Because of Moses, he had already gotten angry once; this time, she didn’t want any misunderstandings to arise between them.
The call connected quickly, and upon hearing Huangfu Jue’s voice, she immediately spoke up.
"I wanted to explain..."
Before she could finish, Huangfu Jue’s voice came through, calm as ever.
"I know, you don’t have to worry."
The man’s voice was as serene as still water, not a trace of anger or disturbance, imbuing a stabilizing power that immediately calmed her troubled mood.
He had already said he trusted her; how could he harbor any misunderstandings about her just because of some frivolous report?
With self-mocking, she curved her lips into a smile and spoke.
"Come home early for dinner tonight."
The man’s voice came through softly and smilingly from the other end of the phone.
Thus, Gan Yuan hung up the phone with a smile, stuffed it back into her pocket, and turned to walk briskly downstairs out of the living room to find Gan Tang on the grass. Her steps were incredibly light and lively.
As long as he trusted her, even if the whole world spoke ill of her, she wouldn’t care.
At the other end of the phone, Huangfu Jue had just come downstairs from his mother’s study, putting away his phone.
At the end of the stairs, Will was pacing back and forth with furrowed brows.
Seeing Huangfu Jue emerge, he immediately ran up to him.
"Sir, the situation isn’t good. Just now, Moses gave an interview!"
Huangfu Jue’s brow furrowed deeply.
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