After Returning to the Country, the Female CEO Actually Gave Me a Daughter Section 17

"Throttle to the max!"

"Ease off the brake, lean into it..."

"Full throttle, cross the line!"

Under Tang Chen's commands, the motorcycle shot across the finish line.

First place!

"First! Mom's first too! Mom's so amazing!!"

Tang Yao raised her little hands in excitement.

Shen Qingyan felt a spark of joy herself, bending down to high-five the little girl, a hint of girlish playfulness surfacing on her face.

She was still a young woman, after all.

It was just that her youth had been put on pause—by her father's death, by Tang Yao's birth...

Then.

Shen Qingyan felt the warmth at her waist fade.

Next, a pair of strikingly long, beautiful hands—such a shame they weren't playing piano—came into her view.

She looked up.

There stood Tang Chen, smiling warmly at her, his hand raised, ready for a high-five.

After a moment's thought, she lifted her hand and met his in a crisp clap.

Smack.

A sharp sound.

Shen Qingyan's hand was small, barely half the size of Tang Chen's palm, yet slender and delicate.

Tang Yao watched the two of them high-five, tilting her head, her little face brimming with happiness.

Tang Chen helped Shen Qingyan off the motorcycle.

The little girl pointed at a gunfight game setup nearby, looking up at Tang Chen and Shen Qingyan. "Dad, Mom, Yaoyao wants to play that one too!"

It was a two-player shooting game.

Two toy guns connected to the machine.

The three of them walked over, dropped in a coin, and started the game.

Two toy guns—Tang Chen and the little girl shared one, while Shen Qingyan handled the other on her own.

Soon, Tang Chen realized something.

These two were both total game disasters...

"Mom, shoot that one!"

"Yaoyao, Tang Chen, save me..."

But even as they failed to clear the first level over and over, they still had a blast.

Especially Shen Qingyan.

She had loosened up a lot; the worry she'd worn when she first arrived had vanished without a trace...

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"Tang Chen, why didn't you save—"

The game ended again, and Shen Qingyan looked at Tang Chen with a hint of reproach, but before she could finish, she suddenly realized.

She and Tang Chen weren't that close.

She pressed her lips together, then looked down at Tang Yao. "Yaoyao, it's getting late. We should head back to sleep."

"Okay!"

She'd had a great day, and though reluctant, the little girl nodded obediently.

They walked out of the mall.

Tang Chen asked Shen Qingyan what had happened at the company today.

With the earlier fun still washing over her, even bringing it up didn't dampen her mood.

In a light tone, she laid out the situation.

The gist was simple.

Shen Qingyan could stay on as president, but she had to hand over all dealings with the investors.

Wasn't it that she didn't understand what capital injection or a turnaround meant?

She asked with a sarcastic sneer.

All the shareholders' faces flushed red and white.

But in the end, she gave them what they wanted and handed over the investor liaison duties.

Li Guifen's betrayal had left her disheartened, and she was already prepared to leave the Shen Group.

Still, it was impossible to say there was no resentment.

After all—

This was the life's work of her father and uncle.

And the place she had poured her heart and soul into for five years...

"Bye-bye, Dad!"

"Bye-bye, Yaoyao!"

Outside the mall.

Tang Chen smiled and waved at Tang Yao.

Watching the mother and daughter get into the car and drive away, his gaze softened, then gradually turned cold and deep.

Shen Qingyan handing this matter off had allowed his plan to move forward much faster than expected!

In the back seat of the Rolls-Royce.

Tang Chen pulled out his phone and dialed Liu An.

"Hello, stop paying attention to any news about the Shen Group for now."

"Understood, boss." Liu An agreed.

"How's the acquisition of 33 Ding'an Road coming along?" Tang Chen asked.

"33 Ding'an Road..."

Liu An said apologetically, "Sorry, boss, it hasn't been finalized yet. I've already offered twice the market price, but the other party still won't budge... I'll speed things up as much as I can."

Twice the market price, and they still wouldn't budge?

Tang Chen's sharp brows furrowed slightly.

In the back seat of the Mercedes-Benz S-Class.

Shen Qingyan stared out the window, lost in thought.

She was still thinking about the company's troubles.

But she didn't feel particularly upset.

Instead, recalling the joy of playing around with Tang Chen and Tang Yao just now, the corners of her mouth lifted involuntarily.

Just then, the little girl pulled out her treasured photo box, took out a new photo—one that wasn't of Tang Chen—and handed it to Shen Qingyan, saying excitedly, "Mom, look! Dad took me to the zoo today, and we adopted two giant pandas!"

She pointed at the two cubs in the photo. "This one is Tangyuan, and this one is Candy. Dad helped me name them!"

Already in a good mood, Shen Qingyan chuckled lightly. "That's wonderful! Can Mom come see your pandas next time?"

"Of course you can!"

The little girl answered without hesitation.

Seeing her decisive expression, Shen Qingyan ruffled her hair, her smile growing even warmer.

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After a full day of play, the little girl was exhausted. She took a bath at home, lay down on the bed, and before Shen Qingyan could even turn her head, she was already fast asleep.

Shen Qingyan did a simple skincare routine.

Without makeup, her skin was outrageously good.

Smooth, supple, and full of collagen—it could easily rival Tang Yao's.

And if anyone knew that her flawless skin came from such a simple nightly routine, they'd be absolutely green with envy—especially those women who practically soaked their faces in skincare products every day...

After finishing her skincare, Shen Qingyan was ready to sleep.

But before she could lie down—