Chapter 558

The car slowly drove out from near the base.

They chatted all the way; when the car entered the city, Ji Qingyue said, “Let’s have a meal together later?”

“No,” Rong Ci refused as firmly as ever: “I want to go home and have dinner with my family.”

An expected answer.

Ji Qingyue understood when to stop and didn’t press.

Ji Qingyue got out of the car first; only then did Rong Ci take out her phone from her bag and turn it on.

There were many missed calls, but most were from Feng Jingxin.

Before heading to the base, she had been rushing to handle some tasks assigned to her by Nan Zhizhi, and thus never told Feng Jingxin she was going on a “business trip.”

Still, since Feng Jingxin couldn’t reach her, she would surely contact family to check on her—Rong Ci wasn’t worried about that side.

But seeing Feng Jingxin’s missed calls, she still sent her a message saying she was done with her work.

The moment she sent it, just as she was about to put her phone down and rest, Feng Jingxin called: “Mom, you’re finally back!”

Rong Ci: “Mm.”

“Mom, I couldn’t reach you these past few days—I missed you so much. Have you eaten? Can we go out for dinner?”

But Rong Ci declined.

She said, “I just got back and want to go home to keep your great-grandmother company. Let’s go out for dinner another time.”

Feng Jingxin replied, “Then I’ll come over to eat with your great-grandmother too!”

Rong Ci said, “Alright, come on over.”

Upon learning Rong Ci had returned, the Rong family prepared extra dishes; when they heard Feng Jingxin was also coming for dinner, Grandma Rong and He Mingxue both paused.

Feng Jingxin is still a child; they didn’t blame her for growing close to Lin Wu.

Compared to Feng Jingxin, they all felt the responsibility lay with Feng Tingshen.

Feng Jingxin’s fondness for Lin Wu was guided by Feng Tingshen.

Still, when emotions ran high and sadness struck, they naturally harbored some feelings toward Feng Jingxin.

But after a few days of cooling off, their moods improved; hearing Feng Jingxin was coming, they were glad.

When Feng Jingxin arrived and saw Rong Ci, she was naturally delighted, and stayed overnight at the Rong household that day.

The next day, after dropping Feng Jingxin off at school, Rong Ci returned to Changmo.

The moment she returned to Changmo, she saw Gu Yan.

Gu Yan had also called her.

But she figured that even if Gu Yan had something to discuss, he could ask Yu Moxun—so she didn’t reply to his messages.

Gu Yan stopped in his tracks when he saw her: “Back already?”

Rong Ci didn’t know how Yu Moxun had explained things to him; hearing him say that, she nodded and murmured, “Mm.”

His gaze settled on her face: “Didn’t sleep well these past few days? You look thinner.”

Rong Ci: “...Too much to handle.”

Gu Yan nodded.

Yu Moxun had told him she had taken leave to deal with matters.

He didn’t know exactly what she was busy with, and had wanted to tell her that if she needed help, she could ask him.

But he also knew that if Rong Ci truly faced trouble, Yu Moxun could help her—she didn’t need him.

Since Yu Moxun hadn’t elaborated and had advised him not to disturb her too much, he asked no further questions; after she returned to her office, he went to the break room to brew her a cup of coffee and brought it to her.

Rong Ci: “...Thank you.”

When Yu Moxun learned she had returned, he came to see her; seeing Gu Yan’s pained, attentive expression, he paused at the doorway and raised an eyebrow, letting out a light cough.