Early the next morning, Qin Qingqing got up to make breakfast for her father Qin Mu.
After spending four years away, she not only learned independence but also how to cook.
Watching his daughter, who used to never lay a finger in the kitchen, busily preparing food, Qin Mu thought he must be seeing things.
"Dad, breakfast will be ready soon."
Hearing footsteps behind her, Qin Qingqing turned and smiled at Qin Mu.
"Okay."
Qin Mu’s eyes flickered with emotions, but he showed a gratified smile on his face.
Ten minutes later.
Qin Qingqing set the breakfast on the table and dutifully pulled out a chair for Qin Mu to sit.
"Dad, try my cooking."
"Mm, it’s delicious. Our Qingqing has truly grown up."
While eating the breakfast his daughter had made, Qin Mu remarked with emotion.
Qin Qingqing pressed her lips together, her eyes sparkling as she looked at her father who seed to have aged ten years over the past four years.
Ignoring the tightening pangs in her heart, she flashed the brightest smile, her tone light, "Dad, from now on, I’ll cook for you every day."
"Qingqing, now that you’re back, I have a gift for you."
"Dad, what gift?"
"Just wait a mont."
Qin Mu smiled, got up, and went upstairs from the dining room.
Qin Qingqing looked back with curiosity, staring at the dining room door.
Two minutes later, Qin Mu returned with a docunt folder and handed it to her, "Open it and see."
"Dad, you..."
Seeing the content of the folder, Qin Qingqing’s eyes widened in surprise.
Qin Mu smiled as he said, "Your Uncle Mo called last ti, asking if I’d go find them, but I was afraid that one day when you ca back, I wouldn’t be here. So I never left. Now that you’re back, I’m transferring all the shares to your na. You’ll be a shareholder of the group. For any major or minor etings, you should attend."
"Dad, I just got back, and you’re already planning to leave? I don’t want these shares."
Qin Qingqing shook her head, trying to return the docunt folder to him.
But Qin Mu raised his hand to stop her.
"Since you’re back, of course I want to spend so ti with you. Today is the shareholders’ eting of the group. You’ll attend with and get to know the other shareholders, and rember to sign this transfer docunt."
"Today?"
Qin Qingqing’s heart skipped a beat.
"Dad, when did you decide this?"
She looked steadily at Qin Mu, not noticing what date the share transfer docunt indicated.
"I decided long ago, just waiting for you to co back. Last night after you went upstairs to sleep, I had a lawyer draft the transfer docunt. Qingqing, these things are ant for you sooner or later. I’m getting old now..."
"Dad, don’t say that, you’re not old."
Qin Qingqing’s eyes misted over, interrupting Qin Mu’s words.
"If you accept them, I won’t say anymore."
"..."
Qin Qingqing furrowed her brows, but under her father’s kindly gaze, she nodded her head.
"I accept. With all these shares you gave , I won’t need to work for the rest of my life, just be a lazybones."
Qin Mu reached out to pat her head.
He let out a small, relieved sigh inside.
As long as Qingqing accepted the shares he gave, becoming one of Haochen’s shareholders.
She and Ziye would inevitably et again.
"You’ve just returned, no need to rush to work. Wait until you’ve rested before joining the group."
"Dad, I don’t want to work for the group."
Qin Qingqing’s refusal didn’t surprise Qin Mu.
He simply asked gently, "Then what do you want to do?"
"I want to open a studio, be free from constraints."
After all, she didn’t have the lofty ambition of becoming the world’s richest person, she just wanted to do what she was interested in and indulge her love for food.
The most important thing was to be a good daughter to her father.
"Alright, do whatever you like, as long as you enjoy it."
Qin Mu gestured to the breakfast on the table, "First, finish your breakfast, then join at the group eting today."
"Mm."
Qin Qingqing nodded warmly.
——
Haochen Group stands as a comrcial landmark in G City.
After decades of developnt, its wide-ranging industries and exceptional performance make it the pride of every Haochen employee.
The group’s president, Mo Ziye, is renowned as the youngest billionaire who appeared for three consecutive years on the Forbes Rich List, and he’s the ascetic male idol countless won dream of.
Qin Qingqing hadn’t expected she’d run into him before even setting foot in the company.
Standing in the parking lot, separated by a few ters, her heart skipped a beat the instant her gaze collided with Mo Ziye’s.
Unlike last night, with its dim light concealing his features and expression.
Today the weather was exceptionally good.
The man’s handso face was illuminated by the sunrise, both unfamiliar and distant.
But just a simple glance sent her heart into turbulence.
Yet his eyes were calm and indifferent.
Making her feel that last night’s encounter was rely an illusion.
How could such a composed person possibly be outside her building in the middle of the night...
"Uncle Qin, good morning!"
Mo Ziye didn’t turn away but walked towards Qin Qingqing.
However, he wasn’t greeting her.
His lips curled with a smile, even his eyes were touched with laughter.
It seed his relationship with her father hadn’t changed over the years.
"Ziye, I was just about to go find you to discuss sothing, didn’t expect to run into you here."
After greeting Mo Ziye, Qin Mu turned to Qin Qingqing and said, "Qingqing, you and Ziye haven’t seen each other for years, say hello."
Upon hearing this, Mo Ziye’s gaze shifted back to Qin Qingqing’s face.
The smile in his eyes faded, and even the faint curve at his lips slowly disappeared.
His look seed to beco deeper, more piercing.
The air in the parking lot inexplicably thinned due to his change in expression.
Qin Qingqing hesitated internally, wondering how she should address him.
In the past, she called him Brother Ziyi, he was the closest person in her life.
But now...
She could no longer address him like she used to.
"Hello, Mo General!"
The words that ca out sounded unpleasant even to her own ears.
A polite, distant smile ford on Qin Qingqing’s face, yet she remained courteous.
The man’s gaze cooled at her form of address, causing the surrounding temperature to plumt in an instant.
"Uncle Qin, what did you want to discuss with ?"
But he quickly shed the cold aura surrounding him, disregarding Qin Qingqing’s greeting.
He questioned Qin Mu gently and politely.
Qin Mu glanced at Qingqing, about to respond, but caught sight of Luo Haofeng getting out of a car by the roadside.
He smiled and instructed, "Qingqing, your Uncle Luo is here, I’ll go greet him. You explain to Ziye yourself."
With that, not giving Qingqing a chance to refuse, Qin Mu turned and walked away.
"Dad..."
Qingqing called out, but the rest of her words were swallowed in the distance of his retreating figure.
Before her, Mo Ziye’s tall figure still stood there.
His gaze coldly scrutinizing her.
Unable to withstand his overwhelming oppressive presence, Qin Qingqing lifted her head, hearing his low, clear voice asking, "What did Uncle Qin want you to tell ?"
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