Just as the group was discussing the feasibility of this matter, a sudden noise came from the doorway.
It was Fu Zeming and Fu Lingshi returning.
"Mo Ning, You Qing."
"We have guests... Huan Huan?"
The moment he saw his youngest daughter, Fu Zeming's eyes instantly lit up.
Fu Lingshi followed closely behind.
However, before the father and elder brother could experience the joy of reuniting with Huan Huan, they were pulled over by the three sisters to discuss the feasibility of this matter.
"What's going on?"
Fu Zeming was still a bit slow to react.
"It's about my company."
Fu Moning buried her face in her palms, looking extremely annoyed and helpless.
"I should have never told Huan Huan about it."
"Don't be in a hurry."
Fu Lingshi placed his hand on her shoulder.
"Tell us everything slowly."
With her elder brother's comfort, Fu Moning gradually adjusted her emotions.
"It's all because of him!"
She suddenly slapped the table and pointed at the man beside her younger sister.
"And her!"
She glared at Fu Youqing, who had buried herself in a magazine again.
After explaining the whole thing, she let out a long sigh.
"I can't persuade them anymore. You guys try."
"I think Chuan Jin's proposal is quite good," Fu Lingshi suddenly said behind her.
As expected, he received a glare from Fu Moning.
While they were arguing noisily without reaching a conclusion, Fu Zeming, who had been whispering to Xia Sanghuan, suddenly said,
"Then let's settle this matter like this."
"Let Huan Huan and Chuan Jin go to meet the chairman of that company."
"Dad?"
Fu Moning thought her father would side with her, but unexpectedly, he had the same attitude as her elder brother and You Qing.
"Mo Ning, don't be in a hurry."
"Of course I have my own considerations."
"Then we'd better not delay. Sang Huan and I will leave tomorrow evening," Leng Chuanjin quickly added, as if afraid that Fu Zeming would change his mind.
"I'll book the plane tickets for you," said Fu Lingshi, waving at the two who were standing up from the sofa.
"I'll send someone to deliver them after I've booked them."
"Thank you, elder brother," Xia Sanghuan said obediently, nodding at him and allowing Leng Chuanjin to put on her coat.
Looking at his younger sister being well taken care of by his friend, he didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Be careful on the way," he said, seeing them off at the door. He watched as his sister waved at him, with her other hand tightly held by his friend.
Suddenly, he didn't feel so tangled anymore.
Anyway, it seemed that Huan Huan was being well loved.
That alone was enough.
He closed the door and returned to the living room.
His father was still quietly explaining to Fu Moning why he had made this decision, but how could Fu Moning not understand?
Even though Huan Huan wasn't interested in this, she would eventually get involved in business matters.
They could protect her well now.
But what about in the future?
What if something happened and she had to step in?
As a member of the Fu family, this invisible responsibility had accompanied her since the day she was born.
Rather than leaving her helpless then, it was better to let her gain some experience now.
...
Not long after Xia Sanghuan and Leng Chuanjin left, Fu Moning received a message from her younger sister.
There were two very short messages, mainly asking for relevant contract information.
Was she already so quickly immersed in the situation?
She searched for some materials on her computer and sent over everything her youngest sister might need.
As well as some paper documents, which were sent to her along with the plane tickets.
"How do you feel?"
Leng Chuanjin walked over with two cups of hot cocoa.
"It's already very late," he said.
"Just drink this to stay awake."
He stuffed a cup of hot cocoa into the girl's hand.
"I don't understand...," she said.
The documents in her hand had already been marked with many key points in red pen.
"This is even more difficult than pharmaceutical classics."
"I'd rather read oracle bone inscriptions."
As she spoke, she threw the documents back onto the table.
"It's normal," the man said, looking at her with amusement.
"You've never been exposed to these things before, so it's definitely going to be difficult to understand."
"Let's stop here for today."
"We're leaving tomorrow."
As he spoke, he took away the document that the girl had picked up again.
Xia Sanghuan let out a long sigh, then was pulled up from the sofa by Leng Chuanjin and directly carried back to the bedroom.
...
The next morning, the two originally wanted to sleep in, but were woken up by a phone call.
Seeing that it was Fu Moning calling, Xia Sanghuan quickly answered the phone.
"Second sister, what's up?"
As she spoke, she got out of bed.
Hearing her still sleepy voice, Fu Moning said apologetically,
"Sorry, Huan Huan, I woke you up."
"It's okay," the girl yawned and walked to the sink.
"Actually, I want you and Brother Chuan Jin to contact the clothing brand again."
"Because these two companies happen to be in the same country..."
"I understand," the girl quickly replied in a relaxed tone, afraid that her sister would blame herself.
"Sister, don't worry too much."
"With Chuan Jin around, there won't be any major problems."
She tried to comfort her.
Let's hope so, Fu Moning thought worriedly as she looked at the hung - up phone screen.
Feeling the sudden disappearance of the heat source beside him, Leng Chuanjin simply got out of bed.
The two went over the procedure one more time during the last moments, and then it was almost time to board the plane.
Before going to the airport, the man sent the prepared reservation information to the company.
Afraid of being rejected, he simply used his own name.
"This company is quite busy," he said with a smile as he looked at the reply.
The other side told him that if it was according to the normal schedule, they could meet in about five days. But because of his status, they could advance the meeting by three days.
He didn't hesitate to choose the second option - they could wait, but the brand and Fu Moning's company couldn't.
...
"Put this on," Leng Chuanjin, sitting on the aisle seat, stuffed the eye mask that the flight attendant had just handed out into the girl's hand.
"You should sleep now."
Seeing him recline his seat, Xia Sanghuan was quite surprised.
It was only 5:30 pm.
"We need to adjust to the time difference," he said, reaching out to ruffle her hair.
"Be good. Close your eyes even if you're not sleepy."
"If you're hungry, just wake me up."
Maybe because she had been woken up too early this morning, the girl, who thought she wouldn't be able to fall asleep, quickly drifted off under the man's soothing words.
The plane suddenly bumped in the middle of the flight, waking her up.
In this strange environment, she instinctively took off the eye mask.
"Awake?"
Leng Chuanjin, who had already woken up, was staring at her.
"We're here," he said.
"Look."
She followed his gaze and looked out of the plane window.
It had been night not long ago, but now it was already daytime.