The other end of the line was silent for a while. After a long while, he finally recalled and said,

“That best actress with the surname Lu?”

“Yes.”

“Don’t worry, she’s still alive and well. I have to say that she deserves to be called the best actress. Under such circumstances, she managed to get herself out of danger!”

“How ruthless!”

Mo Boyuan was not the least bit interested in what Lu Yanlan had done in that place:

“I’ve transferred money to your account. Send her back to Yun city as soon as possible!”

It was best if she was alive.

However, the person on the phone was shocked for a moment.

“President Mo, do you want the best actress, Miss Lu?”

“Don’t overthink it!”

“Alright, President Mo. You’re so straightforward. No worries. I’ll arrange it right away.”

…

Before going to bed, Jiang Tingxu was busy preparing the clothes for work the next day. She didn’t pay much attention when the little boy came beside her. When she felt someone pulling at her clothes, she looked down and said,

“Baby? Can’t you fall asleep?” She asked softly.

Hearing this, the little boy nodded.

She put the clothes back into the closet and rubbed her son’s head.

“What’s wrong?”

The little boy pouted and said softly,

“I want to sleep with Mom.”

Hmm?

“Sure!”

Jiang Tingxu was more than willing to spend more time with her son.

When the little boy heard the answer he wanted, his eyes lit up.

“Yes, yes.”

He was extremely happy.

The man was not around. He should be in the study room at this time.

She closed the closet door and held her son’s hand.

“Let’s go. Mom will sleep with you tonight.”

The little boy obediently put his hands together.

“Okay!”

The mother and son soon lay on the bed. They huddled together.

“Mom.”

“Yes?”

“Tell me stories.”

Oh, it was the bedtime stories.

“What do you want to hear?”

The little boy raised his head.

“I’ve heard all the stories in the storybook. Mom, can you tell me something that I’ve never heard before?”

Ahem.

She would usually tell him the stories in the storybooks.

Now that her son requested something else, Jiang Tingxu did not know what to say for a moment.

“Well, why don’t we play some riddles?”

“What’s that?”

“Well, it’s similar to guessing words.”

The little boy was immediately interested.

“Okay, okay.”

Jiang Tingxu hugged the little boy in her arms and said slowly,

“Who will win the race between red and black crabs that are about seven centimeters long?”

The little boy thought for two seconds and said,

“The red crab will win!”

“Oh, why the red one?” She was curious about her son’s answer.

“Because the red crab is cooler!”

Well, it was indeed a child’s idea.

“Wrong.”

The little boy felt a little sad.

“So, the black crab will win?”

“Yes, but only half correct.”

Hmm?

The little boy was confused. If neither of the black or red crabs wins, then who would win?

“Is it a draw?”

“Not really.”

That… wasn’t even a draw. Then what was it?

Needless to say, the little boy became very curious. His little head was filled with 100,000 whys, but he couldn’t get an answer.

“Mom, who won?”

He had no choice but to ask his mom for help.

Pfft.

Jiang Tingxu smirked.

“The winner will be the black crab, because the red crab is cooked!”

How could a crab run if it was cooked?

The little boy immediately understood, and he became more interested.

“Mom, again, somemore.”