"Ugh, it’s all your fault. If I miss the flight and delay the task... I won’t talk to you ever again!"
Running lightly along the way, Xia Hongye glared at Lin Fan with her face flushed.
"Don’t worry, you won’t miss it. Absolutely on time!"
Lin Fan looked at Xia Hongye with a mischievous smile. The two were entangled together, delaying just a little longer. As the flight deadline approached, they had no choice but to sprint frantically. Fortunately, Xia Hongye smoothly made it through security, breathing a complete sigh of relief.
"Remember to think of me!"
At the security check, Xia Hongye blew Lin Fan a kiss. This farewell might be indefinite, but at this moment, they had already poured out their deepest longing with all their might. As for what the future holds, they can only leave it to fate.
"Don’t worry, I’ll think of you every day!"
Standing outside the security check, Lin Fan watched Xia Hongye’s disappearing figure. Just as he was about to turn and leave, Xia Hongye suddenly ran back out, surprising Lin Fan who thought she had changed her mind. But unexpectedly, she didn’t come out for a change of heart; she threw out a palm-sized plastic box: "This is something your father left for you... Almost forgot to give it to you!"
Lin Fan caught the box, looking confused at the sealed container in his hand. Xia Hongye didn’t have time to explain anything, turning away and running back inside.
Standing alone in the waiting hall, Lin Fan eventually opened the sealed box. Inside was a letter and a ring. Once he unfolded the paper, he saw the neat handwriting — few words, yet somehow special.
You rascal, I don’t know how old you’ll be when you see this letter, but I hope you’ll never see it, because at this moment, I must not be by your side. After so many years of tasks, I have never written a will before, not out of taboo, but because back then, there was nothing to hold me back.
But now I have you, and I have the most vulnerable spot in my life. From the moment I saw you, I felt the meaning of life’s continuation.
No need for more sentimental words. If you want to learn about my glorious history, come to the Southern Border to find out, it will surely knock your socks off, because I’m quite something.
Finally, I leave you with my life’s motto: "Exhaust oneself for the country, dying only after the task is done."
Of course, if you’re afraid, then don’t come, because the path I walk is not one for ordinary people.
Father: Wu Hao’s final words.
"Playing mind games with me even after death!"
A faint smile crossed Lin Fan’s lips. The way his father wrote indeed bore some resemblance to how he usually spoke, especially that last taunt — childish yet effective. So, he put the ring on his left ring finger and said to the ring, "Don’t worry, I will follow the path you walked, and I’ll show you that a hero father has a heroic son!"
He tucked the letter into his pocket and looked at the airplane taking off in the distance. At this moment, Xia Hongye was soaring high into the sky, so it was time for him to fulfill his own plans. He retrieved his car and headed straight towards his destination.
An hour later, the car stopped in front of a detached villa. Lin Fan stepped up the stairs to the door and rang the bell. Soon, accompanied by the sound of footsteps, the door opened, and Gong Binqi, dressed in snow-white pajamas, stood there smiling.
"I knew you’d come to see me."
"Settling in well, I hope."
Lin Fan walked into the villa. The decor wasn’t trendy, but it suited Gong Binqi’s needs. After all, with a child around, one must pay extra attention to formaldehyde in the decorations.
"It’s already excellent, much better than Li Canglu’s place; I never dreamed I could live in such a big house."
Gong Binqi held Lin Fan’s arm, full of gratitude: "In the past, the things Gao Shan promised me, I never thought you’d fulfill them for me. I really don’t know how to thank you."
"No need to thank me. Truth be told, it should be your brother-in-law Gao Yan who prepared this for you, nothing to do with me. I’m just a salaried public officer; I can’t afford to keep you in such a house."
Lin Fan quickly replied with a smile: "Besides, you are the birth mother of the eldest grandson of the Gao Family, and the Goldman Sachs Group is the richest in Jiangning. Living in a house is a bit of an injustice to you."
"It’s not an injustice, just a small hassle that might need the county magistrate’s help!"
Gong Binqi pursed her lips and looked at Lin Fan.
"What orders does the great lady have?"
Seeing the rippling waves in her eyes, Lin Fan rubbed his nose. This woman’s demands weren’t small, and now it seemed like she wanted more.
"I left in such a hurry that I forgot my breast pump. So now my breasts are painfully full, my son can’t drink any more... so could I trouble the county magistrate to... help me?"
Gong Binqi took Lin Fan’s hand and placed it on her swollen bosom, bare under the thin pajamas, feeling unusually engorged.
"Then what should I do?"
Lin Fan gently squeezed, and the fabric of the pajamas suddenly became wet. There was undeniably quite a lot of liquid.
With a swift move, Gong Binqi pushed Lin Fan onto the sofa. She climbed on top of him, teasingly revealing the large voluptuous breasts from under her pajamas.
"Of course, it’s to ask County Magistrate Lin... to help by sucking it out with his mouth..."