??Chapter 67: Chapter 67: Taking Back the Child
Chapter 67: Chapter 67: Taking Back the Child
“Get him back?”
Lin Shuang was extrely stunned.
“How do I snatch him? Ayuan won’t even let
see the child now. How… how can I snatch him back?”
Her face fell again as she didn’t quite understand what her father ant.
Lin’s father was infuriated.
“I’m not telling you to literally snatch the child, but to find a way to make the child willingly co back to you, to acknowledge you as his mother. Understand?”
“…”
Finally, the woman understood.
Lin’s father was indeed a formidable character. With just a few words, he gave her an excellent idea. To return to the Sheng Family, indeed, the only chance she had was if the child wanted her back as his mother!
Lin Shuang’s eyes finally lit up.
“Yes, Shuangshuang, your dad is right. The true nature of your relationship with the child isn’t exposed yet. You still have a chance.”
At the critical mont, Lin’s mother also chid in.
Lin Shuang imdiately nodded: “I know, I’ll find a way to contact the child right away.”
Then, she returned to her room.
A few minutes later, she made a phone call: “I want to visit my son at the kindergarten tomorrow. Is there any way you can get
in?”
“…”
It was a while before the person on the other end of the line spoke, “Miss Lin, I’m sorry, but I’ve been fired from the kindergarten and can’t be of help to you anymore.”
It turned out, she was contacting the forr kindergarten principal.
Upon hearing this, Lin Shuang’s face imdiately turned ugly: “What are you afraid of? Once I beco Mrs. Sheng, are you worried about missing out on a kindergarten principal position? I could gift you an entire kindergarten!”
“Really?”
The forr principal finally showed a hint of surprise over the phone.
“Alright, I’ll think of sothing for you right away. However, I heard that your family’s nanny has also gone there. Yesterday afternoon, she spent more than an hour with the child at an outside bookstore, and President Sheng didn’t stop it.”
“Crack!”
With that one sentence, the woman clenched her fingers so tightly in the dark that they made a cracking sound.
“Han Lina, you lowlife, just you wait!!”
—-
Early the next morning, at Emperor Noble Manor.
Yin Hehe woke up to find a ssage on her phone.
[Mommy, good morning.]
It was from her son Cen Bao, whom she hadn’t contacted for a while.
Yin Hehe smiled happily.
[Good morning, sweetheart. You’re up early, aren’t you?]
[No, Mommy, it’s night over here. We have a ti difference of over ten hours.]
The little guy in the US corrected Mommy.
Yin Hehe then rembered and quickly apologized, “Sorry, baby, Mommy forgot.”
“It’s alright, Mommy. By the way, can you let my brother add you on social dia? He keeps making
pass on ssages, and I’ve beco a ssenger.”
Suddenly, her son said this from the US.
Yin Hehe was taken aback.
The two little ones were in contact now? And they communicated so frequently?
She was extrely surprised and, of course, delighted.
“Of course you can. Just tell him your Mommy’s account, but does he know how to contact ?”
Yin Hehe looked at the out-of-the-blue ssage on her phone and asked with so worry.
No sooner had she spoken than the little boy at the other end of the phone revealed a rather indignant little expression.
The annoying little stickler!
If he didn’t know, then how did he find him? Mommy would probably never know that the annoying stickler was no less remarkable than her genius son.
The mother and son chatted for a few more sentences, but in the end, Yin Hehe saw that it was getting late. Concerned for the little one’s health, she let the two end the call.
“Miss Han, Baiqing Building just called and said Aunt Jin suddenly fell ill and was taken to the hospital. They asked you to hurry to Baiqing Building to handle her work,” soone reported.
“What?”
Yin Hehe, who had just hung up the phone, was stunned.
Aunt Jin fell ill?!
Yin Hehe left Emperor Noble Manor and rushed to Baiqing Building.
When she arrived, she found out that Aunt Jin indeed hadn’t co in, apparently suffering from acute appendicitis and was hospitalized last night.
“Aunt Jin has been overworked these past few days. Ever since she took on the state banquet order, she hasn’t had a decent al,” soone remarked.
“Yeah, what do we do now? Without her, who will take care of our work?” another asked anxiously.
Everyone in the building was becoming a bundle of nerves.
Seeing this, Yin Hehe had no choice but to step up to the plate, despite relying on a crutch.
Fortunately, by this ti, all the important decisions had been finalized. What remained were only so minor details.
Yin Hehe handled the tasks quite easily for the entire morning.
Just as the workday was about to end, soone suddenly brought in a list for ingredient procurent.
“Assistant Han, the supplier just called and said they’ve run out of wagyu beef from Japan and suggested we switch to Hanwoo beef from South Korea. What do you think we should do with this?”
“Ah?”
Yin Hehe frowned slightly.
In this state banquet, wagyu beef was actually considered a common ingredient.
However, given its substantial use in many dishes, the quality of the at was crucial.
“In that case, ask if there’s any beef imported from Australia available,” she instructed.
“Australia?”
The employee was extrely surprised upon hearing this.
Baiqing Building had never used such beef before; they had always sourced it from Japan or South Korea.
“Yes, Angus beef from there is sowhat better than South Korea’s. Go ask about it, and if it’s available, then let’s secure it,” Yin Hehe said firmly.
Yin Hehe made a decisive call and signed her na on the docunt.
Seeing her decision, the employee didn’t object and took the list to contact the supplier.
That very day, the batch of Australian beef arrived at Baiqing Building.
“Angus beef? I’ve never even heard of it. Is this new assistant really going to make us use this type of beef?” soone questioned.
“What if it’s a ss-up?” another voiced concern.
Looking at the heap of beef that differed greatly in color and marbling from the Japanese wagyu, the staff in Baiqing Building’s kitchen started to doubt.
But what they didn’t know was that the bloodline of Australian Angus beef ca from Japanese wagyu; the quality of the at was bound to be not inferior.
Yin Hehe, who often ate it abroad, was certainly aware of this.
In the evening, Yin Hehe was preparing to leave work to visit the child at the kindergarten.
Unexpectedly, soone from the kitchen suddenly ca looking for her.
“Assistant Han, there’s a problem—after the chef tried cooking with the new beef, the taste was very off,” they reported.
“What?”
Yin Hehe showed a hint of surprise.
She quickly headed to the kitchen to taste the beef herself and, to her disbelief, found it excessively inferior in quality, despite having eaten plenty of Australian beef overseas before.
“This isn’t Australian beef. Summon that supplier imdiately and ask what exactly is going on,” she demanded sharply after putting down her chopsticks.
Seeing her reaction, the employee quickly went to find the supplier. With that, Yin Hehe’s plans to visit the kindergarten were delayed.
Unbeknownst to her, at that mont, a ssage from an unknown platform arrived on her phone tucked away in the drawer.
[I’ve finished drawing.]
A few simple words, accompanied by a Green Rabbit.
…
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