Rebirth of Bloody Romance

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the streets of Beijing were filled with the voice of Xiao Haichen, which was slightly tearful but firm. "Dad didn't come to pick me up early, and when he went to pick me up, there was no one left." These words were like a small stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.

After hearing this, Xiao Shihua's eyes rolled around and a cunning smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, as if she was a little fox who saw through everything in the world. "Little brother! If you say so, should I be angry if dad didn't come to pick me up first?" Her tone was relaxed, but it contained a logical trap that should not be underestimated.

Xiao Haichen was stunned, as if a fierce debate was going on in his little head. Finally, he sighed helplessly and admitted that what Xiao Shihua said seemed to make sense. "But...but..."

Xiao Haichen tried to find room for rebuttal, but found himself already tightly entangled by that innocent logic.

At this moment, Xiao Shihua struck while the iron was hot, and said gently and playfully, "Just be content! Your dad picked you up on the first day of school, how lucky you are! As for me, it's usually my grandma who picks me up, so shouldn't I feel more wronged?"

These words, like a wisp of spring breeze, gently blew away the haze in Xiao Haichen's heart.

Little Haichen lowered his head, his voice so low that it was almost inaudible. "Then I'll let grandma..." He hadn't finished his words, but the desire to share the same love with his sister had quietly sprouted in his heart.

All of this was seen and heard by Zhong Yuemin, who was riding a motorcycle. The corners of his mouth rose unconsciously, and his heart was filled with relief and warmth. "Eighteen years old is no more than twenty years old," Zhong Yuemin silently said in his heart.

The setting sun shines on the road, adding a touch of warm golden color to the quiet evening. Zhong Yuemin rides his motorcycle, the rumbling sound echoes in the alleys, and two colorful small schoolbags are tied to the back seat of the motorcycle, shaking gently with the bumps of the motorcycle, as if they are two childlike hearts about to bloom.

"Dad, why are you smiling so happily?" Little Haichen sat in the front seat, holding Zhong Yuemin's waist tightly with his little hands, looking up at his father's smiling face dyed red by the setting sun, feeling aggrieved and confused.

Zhong Yuemin turned around, his eyes full of doting and tenderness. "Silly children, Daddy is smiling because I see you two are so innocent and cute, and you can even bicker with each other. This is the happiest moment of my day."

Xiao Shihua was sitting in the back, and although she was shaken a little, she had a smug smile on her face. "See, brother, daddy has said so. We have a deep sibling relationship, do you understand?" She deliberately lengthened her voice, making Xiao Haichen blush again.

"But...but I also want grandma to pick me up..."

Returning to the courtyard full of traces of time, the last rays of sunset just happened to shine on the threshold, giving this ancient and warm home a layer of golden frame.

Little Haichen jumped off the motorcycle, landed lightly on the bluestone slab with his little feet, and ran towards the yard, skipping and jumping, still shouting, "Grandma, Grandma."

Chen Yijun was sitting under the old locust tree in the yard, holding an old palm-leaf fan in his hand and gently waving it, his eyes full of indifference towards life and concern for his family.

Hearing Xiao Haichen's call, a warm smile immediately broke out on her face, and she stood up and walked quickly towards the door.

"Oh! Haichen is back. Did you miss grandma?" Chen Yijun's voice was full of doting, as if it could melt all the coldness in the world.

Little Haichen seemed to have found a safe haven. He suddenly hugged Chen Yijun's thighs, his little face pressed tightly against her knees, and there was a barely perceptible tremor in his voice. "I miss you, I miss grandma so much."

Chen Yijun bent down and gently stroked Xiao Haichen's head with his hand, his eyes full of pity. "Oh my! What's wrong with Xiao Haichen? Did you get wronged at school? Tell grandma quickly."

Little Haichen raised his head, his eyes slightly red, and said aggrievedly, "Grandma, can you pick me up every day from now on? I waited for a long time today before my dad came to pick me up, and the other children had all left."

Chen Yijun's heart tightened instantly. She gently patted Xiao Haichen on the back and comforted him softly, "Okay, my dear grandson. From now on, grandma will pick you up every day and won't let you wait alone."

Xiao Haichen's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he saw the light of hope. "Really? Grandma, can you come pick me up earlier? I don't want to wait until the end."

"Yes, of course." Chen Yijun agreed without hesitation. She knew that for children, the company of their parents was the best comfort. "Grandma will go there earlier so that you can see her as soon as you get out of school, okay?"

When Xiao Haichen heard this, the gloom on his face instantly disappeared, replaced by an innocent smile. He jumped up excitedly. "That's great, grandma, you are so nice! I love you, grandma!"

Chen Yijun was also infected by this innocence and couldn't stop smiling. The grandparents and grandchildren hugged each other tightly. Under the witness of the sunset, this simple and pure happiness was infinitely magnified, warming the entire courtyard.

As the night deepens, the courtyard is brightly lit, and the family's dinner time is always warm and peaceful.

Zhou Xiaobai walked into the yard with brisk steps, and the busy day seemed to be relieved at this moment. As soon as she entered the door, she heard Chen Yijun's firm yet gentle voice echoing in the house.

"From now on, I will pick up Xiao Haichen and Xiao Shihua every day, so you two don't have to worry about them." Chen Yijun's words were filled with unquestionable determination, and her eyes were full of love and care for her grandchildren.

Zhong Yuemin smiled bitterly when he heard this. He knew his mother-in-law's temper very well. Once she made a decision, it would be difficult to change it. He stood up, walked to Zhou Xiaobai, patted her shoulder gently, motioned her to sit down, then turned to Chen Yijun and explained, "Mom, there was a special reason today. It happened to be my last class, so it was a little late to pick up Xiao Haichen."

Chen Yijun shook her head gently, with a gleam of unquestionable light in her eyes. "You have classes today, and who knows what will happen the day after tomorrow? I'm not discussing this with you, I'm just informing you." Although her tone was calm, it revealed a power that could not be refuted.

Zhou Xiaobai looked at her mother's departing back, then looked at Zhong Yuemin beside her and asked bewilderedly, "What's going on?" Her eyes showed both helplessness towards her mother and a slight reproach towards Zhong Yuemin.

Zhong Yuemin sighed and smiled helplessly. "Alas! It was a little late when I went to pick up your baby son today, and the other children had already left. This guy felt very aggrieved, and he probably complained to his mother when he came back." Zhong Yuemin rubbed his forehead as he spoke, seeming to be a little annoyed by his negligence.

Zhou Xiaobai couldn't help but smile when she heard that. She gently patted the back of Zhong Yuemin's hand and consoled him, "It's not my son's fault. We agreed to pick him up early this morning. It was you who made the mistake, wasn't it?"

There was a hint of sarcasm in Zhou Xiaobai's tone, but more of it was understanding and tolerance for Zhong Yuemin.

"Didn't I forget?"

The family chatted and laughed at this little episode at the dinner table, creating a warm and harmonious atmosphere. Although there were occasional small disputes, it was these little bits of life that made up their ordinary and happy daily life.

Zhong Yuemin came into the house and called Li Wenbo, who heard a slightly excited voice from the other end. "Mr. Zhong, I finally got your call! If this continues, I'll be rotten to ashes. People from Hong Kong Island call me every day to urge me to go back, and I'm under a lot of pressure."

Zhong Yuemin smiled softly on the other end of the phone and said with understanding: "Wenbo, don't worry, good things take time. You should be ready in the next two days and be ready to meet at any time. For the sake of convenience, you can stay at the Jianguo Hotel first, and I will come to see you tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, Li Wenbo quickly responded, "Okay, Mr. Zhong, I'll arrange for you to stay at the Jianguo Hotel right away."

After hanging up the phone, Li Wenbo couldn't calm down for a long time.

At this time, an unusual atmosphere permeated the computer institute. The reputation of the Hong Kong businessman was like a breath of fresh blood, making the people here excited and nervous.

In this era, Hong Kong businessmen were still a novelty to the mainland, as mysterious and eye-catching as aliens from outer space.

In contrast, although American capital is revered as "God", it always carries a sense of remoteness and untouchability; Taiwan, on the other hand, is regarded as a "treasure island" because of its special political status; it is also something that people yearn for but is difficult to get close to.

When it comes to attracting investment, the inland areas are indeed somewhat wary of European and American capital. After all, cultural differences, political systems, and different economic models may bring unknown risks.

However, the situation is quite different for Hong Kong and Macao investment. Due to the close ties of blood and geography, the inland has a natural sense of closeness and trust towards Hong Kong and Macao investors, which greatly reduces the sensitivity of both sides in cooperation.

Zhong Yuemin knew this very well, so he specially invited Li Wenbo, a "Hong Kong businessman", to the inland to discuss cooperation. He believed that through Li Wenbo's role as a bridge, he could further promote economic exchanges and cooperation between the inland and Hong Kong and Macao, and inject new vitality into the development of the inland computer industry.

As the meeting approached, everyone in the Institute of Computing Technology was full of expectations. They believed that this cooperation would not only bring financial and technical support, but also promote the progress and development of the entire industry.

The next morning, the sun shone gently into the room through the gaps in the curtains. Zhong Yuemin got up early to send Xiao Shihua and Xiao Haichen to school.

Xiao Shihua was already dressed early in the morning, with her small schoolbag ready, ready to go at any time.

However, Xiao Haichen on the other side was completely different. From the moment the first ray of sunlight shone into the room in the morning, he seemed to be sealed in the bed, and he just didn't want to get up.

Zhou Xiaobai coaxed the child patiently, telling him stories and singing songs, and finally managed to get little Haichen to open his eyes.

Seeing that the breakfast was almost cold, Xiao Haichen slowly got up from the bed after Zhou Xiaobai coaxed and held him. Seeing this, Zhong Yuemin couldn't help but feel a little anxious, and said to Zhou Xiaobai half-jokingly, "Wife, you should spoil him as much as possible! If he is like this, you will make him behave himself after a beating."

Zhou Xiaobai rolled his eyes at Zhong Yuemin and said angrily, "My son has just started school and is adapting to the new environment. How can you beat him up all the time? As a father, can you be a little more patient?"

Zhong Yuemin chuckled, knowing that he was in the wrong, and quickly apologized. "Wife, you are right, I was too impatient. But look at the time, if we continue to dawdle like this, everyone in our family will be late for work or school."

Zhou Xiaobai shook her head helplessly. She knew that Zhong Yuemin was worried and confused, so she urged Xiao Haichen more gently. "Son, hurry up. Mom has prepared your favorite breakfast for you. After eating, we will go to school."

The little guy started to act up again. Xiao Haichen came to the table, his eyes wandering between steamed buns, eggs and porridge, and finally frowned, as if he was not satisfied with the breakfast in front of him. "Mom, I don't want to eat steamed buns today, and I don't want to drink porridge either."

Zhou Xiaobai asked gently, "Son, what do you want to eat? Mommy will ask Daddy to buy it, okay?"

However, Xiao Haichen shook his head and said stubbornly, "I don't want to eat anything." This sudden answer caught Zhou Xiaobai off guard.

At this time, Zhong Yuemin was watching this scene from the side, with a playful smile on his face, and began to tease Zhou Xiaobai. "Wife, you see, I'm right, right? Sometimes, children just can't be spoiled, just give them a beating."

Zhou Xiaobai glared at Zhong Yuemin unhappily. She knew that Zhong Yuemin was joking, but at the moment she was more worried about time.

Zhou Xiaobai took a deep breath and tried to stay calm. "I'll leave our son to you. I have to go to work. If I don't leave now, I'll be late." After saying that, she picked up her bag and prepared to go out.

Seeing this, Zhong Yuemin quickly stepped forward to take Zhou Xiaobai's bag and said softly, "Don't worry, I will take care of this little guy. Be careful on the road and don't be late."

Zhou Xiaobai nodded, got on his bike, and before leaving, he turned back to remind his son, "Remember to get something to eat for your son, don't let him go hungry." Then, Zhou Xiaobai disappeared in the morning light.

Zhong Yuemin came to the table and said to Xiao Haichen, "Do you want to eat or not?"

Little Haichen watched his mother disappear out the door on her bicycle, knowing in his heart that his father would not compromise so easily this time.

Xiao Haichen wanted to continue to stick to his position, but his stomach started to growl, as if protesting his stubbornness. In the end, the little guy succumbed to hunger and muttered, "I'll eat eggs and drink porridge."

Seeing this, Zhong Yuemin raised the corners of his mouth slightly and deliberately put on a stern face. "Well, that's good enough. Eat quickly. If you make your sister late because of you, you'll see how I'll punish you."

At this time, Chen Yijun looked at Xiao Haichen with heartache and suggested gently, "Yuemin, how about I go and send Haichen off? Don't you have an appointment?"

When Xiao Haichen heard this, his eyes immediately lit up, and he looked at Zhong Yuemin expectantly, as if to say, "Okay, okay, let grandma take me there!"

However, Zhong Yuemin shook his head and said firmly, "I'll take him there and let your grandma pick him up. There's no room for negotiation. Just eat your meal."

Seeing this, Xiao Haichen was a little disappointed, but he had to lower his head and continue eating the eggs and porridge in the bowl. He knew that his father's decision would not be easily changed, so he had better be obedient.