Jiang Xiying did not say anything in the end and got into the car. Qiao Zhe saw the car drive away and walked towards the driver. At this time, his men had already beaten the driver up.

"I know who hired you. Tell the people behind you to behave themselves and not to hit her." Qiao Zhe only said this to the man, then left with his men. The driver saw him leave and for a moment lost his balance and fell to the ground. It was a long time before he got up and drove away.

Jiang Xiying was driven home by Qiao Zhe's car. Jiang Rann knew when his mother would be back, so he opened the door early to welcome her.

"Mom, you're back." Jiang Rann watched as his mother ran towards her and took Jiang Xiying's hand to close the door.

"That's right, Rann. I'm sorry that I'm late. Mom's work phone broke today, so I worked overtime. Did Rann eat?"

"I'll eat when Mom comes back," Jiang Rann nodded seriously and said.

"Good girl. It's too late today. Wait for Mom to order takeout. What do you want to eat?" Jiang Xiying patted her daughter's head and asked gently.

"I'll go and take a look!" When Jiang Rann heard that he was going out to eat again, he excitedly went to see what he should order.

She was still a child, after all. Jiang Xiying looked at her child's excited face. The fatigue of the past few days was instantly appeased. Everything was worth it for her child. She was even more determined to work hard.

Jiang Xiying, on the other hand, still had a lot on her mind when she got home. Although she had just thought things through, the current situation was not in her favor. It was a fact that Han Yuzhu's actions had made things difficult for her in the company. This was what was on her mind.

"Mom! I've finished choosing my things. Now it was Mom's turn to choose." After Jiang Rann finished choosing, he saw that his mother was distracted, so he pestered Jiang Xiying to play. Children were very sensitive.

"Alright, Mom, let's see what we want to eat." Jiang Xiying took the tablet and looked at some of the food on it, but she was not in the mood to choose. Jiang Rann and Jiang Xiying were originally looking at the food together, but when they realized that Jiang Xiying's hand on the tablet had been put down again, they looked up and saw that Jiang Xiying was distracted again. Jiang Rann pestered Jiang Xiying even more.

The mother and son waited for the food to arrive. After dinner, Jiang Xiying cleaned up the trash, still in a daze.

After Jiang Rann had helped her with the trash, he went to the kitchen to make a glass of milk and put it on the table. Then, he continued to pester Jiang Xiying to play some parent-child games taught in school with him. Sure enough, Jiang Xiying's mood improved a lot. Gradually, her attention shifted to Jiang Rann.

"Mom, let me tell you a story!" Seeing this, Jiang Rann was still a little worried and said to Jiang Xiying.

"What story does Rann want to tell Mom?" Jiang Xiying looked at her child and replied with a smile.

"This story has to be whispered to Mom's ear." Jiang Rann nodded seriously.

"Okay, okay, okay." Jiang Xiying seemed amused by her child's behavior. She lowered her head so that Jiang Rann could tell her his little story in her ear.

"The little story is that... Jiang Rann likes his mother! Is there anything that Mom has been unhappy about recently that she can share with Rann?" Jiang Rann asked in a low voice. Then, he handed over the milk that he had just brewed to Jiang Xiying.

Jiang Xiying was moved to tears. She didn't expect her child to be aware of her recent mood. She was also a little annoyed that she had brought work home and made Rann worry about her.

"Thank you, baby." Jiang Xiying held Jiang Rann in her arms for a while, but in her heart she knew that she could not tell her child about her work. This was her own business, but she was glad that the child could comfort her.

"Rann, what will you do if someone bullies Mom in the future?" Jiang Xiying asked Jiang Rann with a smile on her face.

"In the future, no one will be able to bully Mom. By that time, Rann will have grown up and won't let anyone bully Mom. Besides, there's also Father Mu. Father Mu is very powerful." Jiang Rann nodded solemnly. In his opinion, although his father Mu was not his biological son, he treated him and his mother very well.

"You child." Jiang Xiying looked at Jiang Rann with a reproachful expression and thought to herself that her child was being weird, but she continued to ask happily, "Then if Rann sees his father in the future, will he still like his mother?" Jiang Xiying was actually a little nervous. After all, she knew that children always wanted a complete home.

Before Mu Rann showed up, she took Rann on a long trip alone. When he was young, Rann would ask her where her father was, and Jiang Xiying could only tell him that her father liked Rann very much, but he was too busy to come and find them.

But as Rann got older and older, he seemed to know that his father would not come looking for them again. Until Mu Rann appeared in Rann's life, this child kept calling her Mu. Father Mu could tell that he liked Mu Rann very much, but if Jiang Rann knew what his mother was thinking, he would definitely pout and say that he did not like Father Mu at all. He clearly knew that it was very difficult for his mother to take care of her alone, so he decided to accept Mu Rann.

After all, other than the fact that he wasn't Mu Rann's biological daughter, Mu Rann was still very good to him and his mother. Knowing that he and his mother were friends, his mother would ask Mu Rann to come over and help him if there was anything she couldn't do. Of course, as a stranger, he only called out to his parents.

"Mom, you have to be happy. Mom and Rann have been through so much in the past, and we can't give up now!" Jiang Xiying hugged Jiang Rann and slept on the bed. Jiang Rann hugged Jiang Xiying's arm and knew that she was in pain, so he comforted her.

"Mom knows. Rann, you're going to sleep. You still have class tomorrow." Jiang Xiying's heart warmed when she saw her child looking at her worriedly. She patted his head.

"But Mom needs to be happy, or Rann won't be able to sleep." Jiang Rann looked at Jiang Xiying persistently.

"Okay, Mom promises you." Jiang Xiying nodded.

When Qiao Zhe returned to the Qiao family, he felt a little uncomfortable thinking about Jiang Xiying's tired face just now, so he asked his assistant to draw up a contract and let the assistant show it to the newspaper.

"Draw up a contract for the latest newspaper, request" Qiao Zhe hung up the phone after saying that.

When Qiao Zhe's assistant received the CEO's call, it was a little strange to hear his CEO's request, but the call had already been hung up, and as a subordinate superior, he could not interfere. Then he drew up a flawed contract overnight and took it to the newspaper the next day at work.

When the heads of the newspaper saw Qiao Zhe's assistant visiting, they were so happy that they didn't even look at the contract.

Han Yuzhu, on the other hand, was too lazy to ask. She was originally a drop in the bucket. Usually, other than dealing with Jiang Xiying, all the work in her hands was done by the assistant she had brought from the Shi family.

"Well, now that the contract has been signed, I wonder if you would be so kind as to have a meal to celebrate the cooperation between the newspaper and Director Qiao? The other managers of the newspaper were there, asking about the situation and inviting their assistant to have a meal.

"There's no need to trouble yourself. Director Qiao told me to go back earlier. I still have things to do at the company, so I'll be leaving first." But Qiao Zhe's assistant was in no mood to eat. He had just agreed to the president's request to dig a hole for these people and eat. He did not want to die young, so after they signed the contract, the assistant returned to the company with it.

The reason why the newspaper was so enthusiastic was also because of Qiao Zhe. A few days ago, the newspaper had been bought over by the Qiao family, but Director Qiao said that the newspaper was still running as usual.