After lunch, they followed Pei Yizhou back to Jiangting Tower in the afternoon.

This villa area still belongs to Huaxing's property. It was built not long ago, there are few people living there, and the environment is remote, making it extremely quiet.

An Xiang was here last time and was not very unfamiliar with this place.

The assistant opened the door from the front, and the three of them went in one after another.

There are several saplings planted in the yard, and there is a pond next to it. The koi are fed until they are fat and round, and they swim leisurely in the clear water.

Perhaps because no one has been back for a long time, the room is a little calm.

This two-story villa is neither big nor small, just right for a family of three.

"My bedroom is next to it on the second floor. If you like that one, I can make it available for you."

Pei Yizhou led them to see the room.

One master bedroom and two guest bedrooms, both with a comfortable balcony.

It's all good, but it's not very convenient to go to the store.

As if aware of An Xiang's worry, Pei Yizhou said, "You can go to work with me in the future."

An Xiang looked over.

He suddenly realized that what he just said was not appropriate, and his breathing stagnated for a moment, and then said: "Don't worry, I won't disturb you every day."

"This is your home. You won't be disturbed if you go back to your own home."

my home.

Pei Yizhou stared at that overly delicate face and couldn't help but be distracted, as this sentence gave rise to countless thoughts.

"If I don't come back, I can ask the driver to take you to work."

"Don't bother." An Xiang shook his head, "I'll buy a car and drive it myself."

Buy a car and drive it yourself?

As soon as these words came out, the two men, one large and one small, looked at An Xiang in strange ways.

"Can you drive?" An Zimo's tone was full of doubt. He had been with her for so long, but he didn't know about it.

An Xiang's ears turned red, she puffed up her cheeks glumly, and whispered to defend herself: "I can drive, I've passed the driver's license test!"

She really passed the exam.

After sending An Zimo away, I was bored at home, so I signed up to take the driver's license test. Although it took a long time, fortunately, I got the test in the end. However, An wanted to be timid, and buying a car would cost a lot of money, so he gave up his driver's license.

There was dust in the safe.

An Zimo looked her up and down. Even though he heard her voice, he still found it incredible, so he said, "Really? I don't believe it."

An Xiang was so angry that her eyes were red.

Pei Yizhou thought the scene was funny and interrupted the two of them with a cough, "I have two or three cars in the garage here. You can pick them out later. If you like them, you can drive them. If you don't like them, ask your assistant to take you to buy them."

How could An Xiang dare to drive Pei Yizhou's car? He also knew that the cars he had in stock were either limited editions or extremely expensive luxury cars.

"No, no, I'll just drive a cheap car." An Xiang paused and said, "Don't worry."

Yes, feel at ease.

Pei Yizhou smiled lightly and did not force anything, "The assistant will deliver the things later. If you still need anything, just tell them."

An Xiang nodded, very well behaved.

After Pei Yizhou left, An Xiang walked around the villa and finally breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that the paparazzi hadn't followed him.

She stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the swimming pool outside. A small pale face was reflected on the glass window. An Xiang was so frightened that her heart jumped and she turned her head to look over.

"Why do I have the feeling that we are being taken care of by Pei Yizhou?"

An Zimo spoke bluntly, his eyes cold.

An Xiang was stunned for a moment, then pulled her son over and asked, "Why did Mo Mo suddenly say that?"

"He arranged the place where I lived before; it is also arranged by him now."

An thought: "..." This seems to make some sense.

She quickly explained: "The agreement between me and Mr. Pei last time should be temporary this time. I still want to buy a house of my own for Mo Mo." The demolition money is still there, and if the copyright of the comics here one day comes

If it can be sold, there will be a lot of money, and the money can definitely give An Zimo a home.

An Zimo was not happy because of her words, but was slightly dissatisfied. He always felt that he had become a drag, making An want to consider him first no matter what he did.

"What I mean is that it's better for women to have their own affairs. You don't need to be too attached to Pei Yizhou. And you don't need to..." He pursed his lower lip, "You don't need to care too much about me."

God knows that An Zimo has never said these words of consideration for others, but I don't know what happened today, and he felt a little unhappy for no reason.

Those comments on the Internet were so outrageous that he couldn't get over it despite spending dozens of accounts. He was even more unhappy when he saw An wanted to engage in a hidden marriage for himself and Pei Yizhou. He was unhappy with An and wanted to, but also felt unhappy with himself.

, if he were stronger, worked harder, and had more money, how could those things stain their eyes?

Yes, rich.

He wants to become rich, richer than Pei Yizhou!!!

An Zimo's eyes were a little firmer.

"Hello."

"ah?"

"Do you want to be a CEO yourself?"

c,ceo???

An Xiang swallowed and said cautiously: "The owner of the milk tea shop is also the CEO, right?"

Pooh!

That’s a shitty CEO!

"How much money do you have on hand now?"

An wanted to tell the truth: "Forty million."

Forty million……

An Zimo was shocked. The demolition fee was so much?

"I haven't touched the previous demolition fees. I originally wanted to buy a house."

But isn’t the demolition fee more than 20 million?

An Zimo thought silently, and then thought that it might be Pei Yizhou's fault.

But it doesn’t matter, he wants An Xiang to become the CEO, become Bai Fumei, and slap the faces of those who call her mistress!!

——Who the hell can’t become a domineering president?

"Give me some funds and I can make you rich."

An Xiang nodded without any change in his expression: "Yeah, how much does Mo Mo want?"

"...??"

Is this agreed?

An Zimo's eyes widened and he was shocked.

"I, I don't just need ten or twenty yuan."

An Xiang still looked calm: "I know."

An Zimo swallowed, "Do you believe me? I'm just a baby now, so you just believe me?"

An Xiang was a little dissatisfied with his remarks, "You are not an ordinary baby, you are the genius baby I gave birth to."

The sun was shining brightly outside the window, and she frowned, her eyes full of protection for him.

An Zimo suddenly felt that his chest was sore and swollen, and unspeakable emotions occupied his entire chest.

An Xiang is not smart, has a stupid mind, is too kind and generous, cannot protect himself, and does not have the resolute methods of his mother in the previous life.

But--

She is the person who trusts him the most in the world. She doesn't care about his current age, just because he is her son.

This thought made An Zimo tremble uncontrollably, his face turned red, and he no longer looked as cold and calm as before.

He moved the computer over, opened the stock market skillfully, selected one of the stocks and said: "Invest one million in this one, invest 500,000 and 300,000 in the following, and sell them one month later."

An Zimo has a smart mind and there is no industry that he cannot get involved in.

When he was helping Pei Chen do his homework, he would observe the stock market and gain some understanding of it. The stocks he had selected now were guaranteed to make money without losing money. He decided to make a small profit first to reassure An Xiang, and then persuade her to set up a company and start a new business.

Spend money on products.

With a principal of 40 million, it is not a problem to earn back 400 million.

An Xiang would definitely not believe An Zimo before, but it is different now. Who is her son? A genius! The kind with an IQ of 150!

"I don't want to go to kindergarten anymore. I want to go directly to the juvenile class to prepare for the college entrance examination the year after next."

In fact, it is okay for An Zimo to take the college entrance examination directly now, but considering his physical condition and An Xiang's ability to accept it, he decided to wait for a year or two.

He originally thought that An Xiang would agree, but the other party refused without raising his head: "No." These two words were simple and decisive.

An Zimo pursed his lips and his face fell.

An Xiang lowered her eyelashes, put her right hand on the mouse, and scrolled the page at will.

"You can go to school at any time, but you only have one childhood. If you miss it, you can't get it back." She said, choosing a stock to buy.

Her voice was shallow, and An Zimo was stunned again.

An Xiang looked at him with a warm smile, "I know Mo Mo is smart and doesn't want to play with his peers. But there are a lot of knowledge that adults can't teach, and peers will teach you. Knowledge is not only possessed by adults.

Things, so you have to go to kindergarten well and get along well with your classmates. You can't dislike them or look down on them just because you are smart."

An Xiang finished talking to her son slowly, then turned around and plunged into the boring stock market.

An Zimo blinked, and at that moment he understood that his mother didn't care how special he was, nor how much wealth his IQ could create. She just hoped that she could become an ordinary child and live a happy childhood.

He couldn't help but sit in front of An Xiang, bit his lower lip, and slowly uttered three words for a long time, "...I'm sorry."

The apology came out of the blue.

An wanted to tilt her head and look at him.

An Zimo was not good at this situation. His ears turned red for a moment, and he did not dare to look at her face. So he covered his ears with his two small hands, held his breath for all the sounds from the outside world, and said in a sweet childish voice: "I'm going to raise you behind my back."

A stray cat bites a human, I'm sorry."

An Xiang didn't speak. After a long silence, a touch of warmth bloomed from her eyes.

She raised her hand and stroked the furry little head. The previous medical record was indeed not absolute. Sooner or later, her son... would become the warmest sun in the world.

"We will bring Yangyang back in two days."

An Zimo nodded hard as he met those gentle, watery eyes.

"Um!"

**

At 9:01 the next day, Huaxing Public Relations contacted the Jiangcheng Internet Police on time to issue a notice to refute the rumors, and also released video surveillance. In addition, the Huaxing Lawyers Group issued a lawyer's letter to the marketing account that spread the false statements.

The public relations team not only released the video of the naughty child abusing the cat, but also released the surveillance video of the naughty child lifting the girl's skirt not long ago, and even released the video of the fat parents arguing loudly with the victim at the door.

Child cat abuse and child sexual harassment, the combined nature of the two incidents suddenly became extraordinary, causing intense social discussion. As for the network keyboard warriors who were previously filled with righteous indignation and wanted to settle accounts with An, they were immediately pulled out and whipped to death.

In just one day, events completely reversed!

——Fuck! Why didn’t Momo kill those idiots!

Momo is the nickname An wanted to give to his son in the comics. Fans all call him this. After the biting incident came out, netizens called him by his full name.

——They say let the bullets fly for a while. Why don’t those people who competed before come out?

——Fuck! If someone is sexually harassed at a young age, doesn’t he become a rapist when he grows up???

——I still want to scold!! Momo, why don’t you suck him to death!!!

——I didn’t expect to be slapped in the face, so I sincerely apologize.

——I knew such a beautiful child wouldn’t be so bearish!! I didn’t make a mistake!!

——Woo woo woo, the announcement said that An Zimo stole money to treat the cat. What the hell kind of little warm man is he? Think about Catfish, will you accept your daughter-in-law? The kind who is twenty years older and has gone to college.

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The police reported and monitored those families and beat them to death. After this incident, An Xiang's number of only a few hundred thousand fans increased to three million. The few Weibo posts instantly exploded with a wave of reposts and comments. Even the comics

"Picked up a Little Tiger" has become a hot search topic along with the refutation of rumors.

The blush was so sudden that An Xiang felt a little dizzy.

Netizens who originally insulted her also apologized in the comments. She thought for a while and decided to post on Weibo.

[Think Catfish Catfish: Know how to see the truth.]

Well, it's very pretentious and very arrogant.

An Zimo immediately rushed to the front line to like his mother. When he was about to comment, he found that there were dozens of comments in just one second. His face darkened, and he inexplicably missed the time when An Xiang only had 30 comments.

Sad picture.

[Momo’s wife: My mother-in-law is right!]

[Zhengfang An Zimo: Please be more serious, my husband is still a child.]

[User 15412: So what? The owner is not the mistress kept by Pei Yizhou.]

[Fried rice cake: Residents living in Lijing Jiangshan said that only the blogger and pyz’s relatives lived in that building. Mr. Pei occasionally went there once, emmmmm, you guys take a closer look.]

[Wow: So she is still a mistress and an illegitimate child? Are you laughing to death?]

Some unscrupulous and vicious netizens did not stop because of this, and began to attack An Xiang again based on his identity.

There are currently no photos of her on the Internet, and there are a few candid photos that are not very clear. Coupled with her mysterious identity, everyone has begun to speculate on the origin of this "mistress." Even the business and entertainment circles have begun to dig out trumpet accounts.

This melon.

Pei Yizhou’s melons are rare to see in a hundred years!

Not only online, Pei Yizhou also received a lot of emails and phone calls in private, asking when he had a son, when he had an extra woman, and some people who were bold enough to think about marriage; even his parents kept sending greetings.

, let him quickly clear An Xiang's name.

Pei Yizhou was so annoyed that he cut off the signal and left the company.

This matter can no longer be hidden, he must tell everyone outside quickly——
Chapter completed!