She sighed quietly, then a relieved smile appeared on her face.
"From now on, Mom will make these delicious foods for you every day and raise you to be strong."
As she spoke, she seemed to remember something, and a trace of joy appeared in her eyes.
"By the way, Chengcheng, do you remember that time when your grandpa was in the hospital, the kid named Xiaobao in the next room?"
Fang Cheng paused slightly, stirring the porridge in his bowl.
Of course he remembered, that little boy who had leukemia but was unusually sensible and well-behaved.
And the couple who ran around everywhere for their childâs treatment, even going so far as to borrow high-interest loans.
Back then, it was in the hospital where he intervened to stop the thugs who came to collect debts, and thus, by a twist of fate, he met Ma Donghe.
"Whatâs the matter, Mom? Xiaobaoâs illness..."
Fang Cheng asked in confusion.
Li Biyun smiled and waved her hand, saying:
"Thereâs no problem. Last month, Xiaobaoâs leukemia surgery was very successful!"
"A few days ago, his father, Mr. Wu, brought him to the hospital for a check-up, and the doctor said he is recovering well. Mr. Wu was so happy that he bought a few bags of oranges to specially give to us."
"Ah, the family finally sees hope at the end of the tunnel. Life, finally, has something to look forward to!"
Upon hearing this news, the slight tension in Fang Chengâs heart quietly relaxed.
In his mind, he couldnât help but recall the scene he glimpsed through Spiritual Resonanceâ
In a somewhat old but clean and tidy home, Xiaobao was sitting in front of the TV, obediently doing his homework on the coffee table.
His little face was glowing with a healthy flush.
A smile unconsciously crept up at the corners of Fang Chengâs mouth.
"Thatâs really great."
He said sincerely.
After half of the meal, the porridge in the bowl was almost finished.
As Li Biyun collected her dishes, she casually asked:
"Chengcheng, do you have any plans this afternoon?"
"I remember youâre taking the graduate exam at the end of the month, right?"
Today, she happened to be off from work and didnât have to go to the hospital.
The resignation procedures she handled would be officially effective by the 20th of this month.
As for the new house renovation in Wanghu Town, Li Dingjian personally oversaw it, so she didnât have to worry about it.
Thus, Li Biyun was rare free today and planned to go to Gufeng Temple outside the city with her son.
To pay respects to the Buddha, burn some incense sticks, and pray for his smooth exam passage and admission.
Fang Cheng picked up the glass of milk and finished the last sip of warm milk.
As if already anticipating his motherâs question, he replied casually:
"Mom, I have an appointment with a colleague this afternoon; I might be back a bit late."
Hearing this, Li Biyun immediately stopped what she was doing, her eyes shining brightly, fixed on her son.
"An appointment?"
She tentatively asked:
"Is it with a female colleague or a male colleague?"
Amused by his motherâs nosiness, Fang Cheng shook his head helplessly.
"Itâs a male colleague, Mom."
Then, he put down his glass, maintaining his usual calm smile, and explained:
"When I first joined the company, a senior colleague took special care of me, guiding me through many work-related challenges."
"Recently, he seems to have some family issues, quite troublesome ones. I thought Iâd go over to see if thereâs anything I could help with."
This reasoning sounded reasonable and matched Fang Chengâs always helpful nature.
"Oh, thatâs how it is, huh."
Li Biyun nodded, looking somewhat disappointed but still reminded him:
"Alright, go ahead. Helping a colleague is the right thing to do, but donât overexert yourself."
"If it gets too late, call Mom."
"Got it, Mom."
Fang Cheng replied.
He didnât tell his mother the truth.
Because the place he was going in the afternoon was neither the company nor any colleagueâs home.
But rather the orphanage located in the suburbs, named "Chenxi Home."
Fang Cheng wanted to see for himself.
How the "Hunter action," meticulously planned by the Noah Organization targeting Cheng Jiashu, which might also affect innocent children, would unfold.
As for himself, what stance he should take to intervene in these soon-to-be stirred deep waters.