Ling Yun's Mother

Manager Zhang, snapping back to reality, said to Ling Yun, "Mr. Ling, I won't insist on the diamond your daughter is holding. Let's talk about these two smaller ones instead."

What do you mean "won't insist"? You just can't do anything about my daughter, you jerk. I didn't expect you to be so thick-skinned.

"Alright, I won't waste your time either. You can handle these two diamonds however you see fit. Just transfer the money into my account when you're done."

"How can you do that? We've only met twice. Aren't you afraid I'll take your diamonds and run?"

"I don't use people I don't trust, and I don't doubt people I use. I believe in you."

Manager Zhang was surprised by Ling Yun's trust and quickly patted his chest to assure him.

Just then, Brother Qiang walked over and asked Ling Yun for instructions, "Sir, we've finished cleaning. Can we go home now?"

"Mm, you did a good job. Let's go. Keep a low profile from now on."

Hearing Ling Yun tell him to leave, Brother Qiang was almost moved to tears. His old face flushed, knowing that his hot temper often got him into trouble. He secretly resolved to change his ways; otherwise, he wouldn't be so lucky next time.

After Brother Qiang left, Manager Zhang also got up to say goodbye. In an instant, only the father and daughter, along with the puppy lying on the ground, remained.

At this moment, Ling Yun's phone rang. The little one glanced at the screen and saw a single character: "Mom." Although the little one couldn't read, she knew it was her grandmother's call. She pouted and hummed, continuing to play with the diamonds.

Ling Yun knew why. Every time he called his mother before, she would tell Qianqian not to make a sound. So his mother still didn't know she had a granddaughter. The little one was very unhappy about this, hence her expression.

Staring at his phone, Ling Yun fell into a daze. Memories from before his transmigration flooded back. His mother had scrimped and saved for him, often sending money to her unpromising son, while he, engrossed in games, would often lose his temper with her.

"Hello, Mom." It had been so, so long since he'd said that. His voice was almost choked with emotion.

"Xiao Yun, how have you been recently? I finished my tutoring job today and earned five thousand yuan. I'll transfer it to you tomorrow. Be frugal," Ling Yun's mother said.

Listening to his mother's words, Ling Yun's tears streamed down his face. Indeed, a mother's love is the greatest. Seeing her father cry, the little one's tears also began to fall.

"Mom, you don't need to send me money anymore."

Ling Yun's mother heard the catch in his voice. "Xiao Yun, what's wrong? Did something happen? Tell me," she said.

"Wuwu, wuwu, Daddy, don't cry," the little one cried, hugging Ling Yun.

"It's okay, Mom. I'm just too happy. I have money." He wiped away his tears. In front of their mothers, everyone was as fragile as a child, even the Great Emperor Ling Yun.

"Child, where did you get the money? Don't do anything foolish." Ling Yun's mother knew her son's situation and that he shouldn't have money.

"Mom, really, I'm not lying to you." Ling Yun reached out to hug Qianqian, whose crying had not stopped.

"Daddy, don't cry." Qianqian's small hands gently wiped the tears from Ling Yun's eyes.

"A child?" Mother Ling heard the sound of a child crying from her son's end, and faintly heard the child calling Ling Yun "Daddy."

"Yes, she's my daughter. Mom, you're a grandmother. I was planning to visit you in a few days to give you a surprise, but I can't keep it a secret anymore."

Upon hearing that she had a granddaughter, Ling Yun's mother was overjoyed. "Really, Xiao Yun? What's her name? How old is she?" She didn't blame her son for not telling her sooner.

"I named her Ling Yueqian. She's just over two years old, and her nickname is Qianqian."

"That's a nice name. She's so young. What about her mother?"

"I'm raising her alone. It's not the time to talk about her mother yet."

"No, you're raising her alone? You can't even take care of yourself, how can you take care of a child? Listen to me, I'll come see you tomorrow."

"Mom, you don't need to come. I'll come see you in a few days."

"No, no, I'm coming tomorrow. I want to see my granddaughter."

Ling Yun couldn't refuse his mother, so he let her have her way. It didn't matter if she came; they would be moving into the villa tomorrow anyway. He could let her see his changes. He was no longer the ignorant youth he once was; he was capable of raising his daughter well.

"Son, does my granddaughter want to talk to me? Does she dislike me, her grandmother?"

"Mom, don't worry. Qianqian is very well-behaved and can talk a lot." He said this and put the phone to Qianqian's ear.

"Qianqian, Grandma wants to talk to you," Ling Yun said, wiping her tears.

The little one blinked, sniffled, and calmed herself down. "Hello, Grandma, guess who I am?"

Mother Ling was surprised that her granddaughter's first words to her were like this. It was so adorable, and she was amused and touched.

"Mm, are you Qianqian? Your Daddy already told me," she replied.

Hearing that her Daddy had betrayed her, the little one pouted. "Hmph, stinky Daddy."

Ling Yun felt like he was being unfairly blamed. Isn't that asking the obvious? Why are you blaming me?

Inside a villa in the Linjiang Villa Group, Qin Lan spoke into her phone, "You hateful Ling Yun, you won't even let me talk to my daughter on the phone. I'll definitely play a good trick on you tomorrow."

An Qing, far away in Jinling, was a little worried. Her new album was coming out in a week, but the title track hadn't been decided yet. She had visited several composers in the past few days, but none of their songs were ideal.

"Sister Qing, why don't we beg Old Li? Let him write us a title track," suggested her assistant, Han Xiaoai.

Old Li was a famous composer in Huaxia. In his youth, he had written dozens of classic songs, and his composing skills were still as sharp as ever.

"Sister, you need to think carefully. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Perhaps it's also a chance for us to make a comeback. Are you really going to give up just like that?" Han Xiaoai continued.

"We'll see if there's no other way," An Qing said, walking towards the window and gazing in the direction of Jiangbei City.