She abandoned her husband first, then her children, and was ecstatic after the divorce.

Chapter 227 I will definitely return safely

“Jiuge, I swear to you, I will definitely come back to see you and the child safely.”

After saying that, he gently kissed Lin Qingran's forehead, turned around and strode away.

Lin Qingran stood there, gazing in the direction Bo Ye had left, tears welling up in her eyes.

She was filled with unease, but she also knew that it was difficult to change Bo Ye's decisions.

She could only pray silently in her heart that Bo Ye and Bo Shicheng would be safe and sound.

A slight noise came from the room; Fu Xingze, who had been fast asleep, had woken up.

Lin Qingran quickly wiped the worry off her face, forced a smile, turned and strode into the room, sat on the edge of the bed and said softly.

"Xingze, are you awake?"

Fu Xingze rubbed his sleepy eyes, just about to whine to his mother, when he keenly noticed that Lin Qingran's brows were furrowed and her face showed worry.

He sat up straight immediately, took Lin Qingran's hand with concern, and asked in a childish voice.

"Mom, what's wrong? Did something bad happen again?"

Lin Qingran's heart tightened, and she quickly shook her head, gently stroking Fu Xingze's hair as she spoke.

"Xingze, it's okay, Mommy is just a little tired."

Fu Xingze, however, persisted, his eyes revealing stubbornness.

"Mom, I know you're lying to me. I'm a little man now, and I'm willing to share your burdens. Even if I can't solve anything, it's okay if you talk to me."

Lin Qingran felt a pang of sadness and almost couldn't hold back her tears.

She recalled the troubles Fu Xingze had caused due to his impulsive actions, and felt genuinely worried. So she kept her lips tightly shut and remained silent.

Seeing that his mother didn't speak, Fu Xingze anxiously shook Lin Qingran's hand, and his eyes also reddened.

"Mom, please believe me, okay? I promise I'll listen to you this time. I definitely won't do anything you forbid me from doing. I don't want to make you angry and cause you to leave me again."

By the end, his voice was trembling with emotion, almost as if he were about to cry.

Lin Qingran felt as if her heart was being torn apart. Looking at Fu Xingze's young but seemingly strong face, she knew that her son seemed to have grown up a lot overnight.

But this kind of growth made her feel incredibly heartbroken, after all, he was still just a little kid.

Lin Qingran gently took Fu Xingze's hand, patted the back of his hand, her eyes full of love and helplessness.

"Xingze, Mom is really fine. You don't need to think so much. Just be a happy child right now. These things are not your concern."

Fu Xingze sat up even straighter, staring intently into Lin Qingran's eyes, and said firmly.

"Mom, I'm going to be the pillar of our family from now on. I want to protect you, Dad, and my little sister. So I can't just be a little kid anymore. If I don't know what's going on, I'll be even more worried."

Looking into Fu Xingze's eyes, which were full of childlike innocence yet incredibly determined, Lin Qingran's defenses finally crumbled.

She couldn't bear to let her son worry so much. After hesitating for a moment, she sighed softly and briefly recounted the events, omitting the more dangerous details.

Fu Xingze's youthful face was full of seriousness. He frowned slightly, his little eyes darted around a few times, and then he suddenly raised his head and said to Lin Qingran with a firm look in his eyes.

“Mom, if dealing with this matter will cause you a lot of trouble, then I would rather just go back to being an ordinary person.”

Upon hearing this, Lin Qingran's eyes widened in surprise.

She looked at Fu Xingze, her lips slightly parted, as if she wanted to say something, but then she froze for a moment.

Fu Xingze was a pampered young master who grew up with a silver spoon in his mouth, surrounded by everyone, and lived a carefree life.

If it weren't for this accident, his future should have been smooth sailing, and he would have smoothly become the next heir of the Fu Group, enjoying endless wealth and prestige.

But now, Fu Xingze has personally said that he wants to give up such an opportunity.

How could this not make Lin Qingran feel heartbroken?

Lin Qingran's eyes immediately reddened. She quickly reached out and tightly grasped Fu Xingze's small hand, her voice trembling slightly as she spoke.

"Xingze, don't overthink it. Mom will definitely find a way to solve this. Don't worry."

Fu Xingze gently shook his head, his eyes revealing a maturity beyond his years.

“Mom, even though I’m young, I’ve been through some things. I’ve realized that there’s nothing wrong with being an ordinary person. As long as our family is together and everyone is safe and sound, I’m content.”

Lin Qingran sighed softly, gently stroking Fu Xingze's cheek as she spoke earnestly.

"Xingze, some things are not something you can decide the outcome of just because you want to choose them."

A hint of helplessness flashed in Lin Qingran's eyes, and her smile turned bitter.

She knew that if she did as the person who made the threatening phone call demanded, it might temporarily solve her immediate problem.

But what happens next?

Once the Fu Group falls into turmoil and the person in charge is taken away, who will still care about Fu Xingze and Fu Xiuheng?

How could the new rulers tolerate the former power holders living unscathed?

This is not just a struggle for power and status, but a matter of life and death concerning family members.

Lin Qingran frowned even more deeply, and her hand unconsciously tightened its grip on Fu Xingze's hand, as if she could grasp that precarious future.

Looking at his mother's worried expression, Fu Xingze didn't quite understand what she was thinking, but he could sense the seriousness of the matter. So he nodded obediently, leaned against Lin Qingran's chest, and whispered.

"Mom, I believe you."

"Xingze, be good."

Lin Qingran forced a smile, unwilling to discuss those heavy and oppressive topics with Fu Xingze any longer, fearing that the gloom would prematurely shroud the child's innocent heart.

So she gently patted Fu Xingze's shoulder and said softly.

"Xingze, let's not talk about this anymore. How about Mom takes you downstairs for dinner?"

Fu Xingze nodded obediently, his little hands tightly clutching Lin Qingran's clothes.

In the hotel restaurant, the food was steaming hot, but it couldn't dispel the chill in Lin Qingran's heart.

She absentmindedly served food to Fu Xingze, her gaze occasionally drifting into the distance, her thoughts still preoccupied with those thorny issues.

Fu Xingze seemed to have noticed his mother's thoughts, so he ate in silence, occasionally glancing up at Lin Qingran, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Lin Qingran didn't want the heavy atmosphere to continue. After dinner, she took Fu Xingze for a walk to digest their food. Suddenly, she remembered the hotel's swimming pool advertisement and forced a cheerful smile, saying to Fu Xingze.

"Xingze, let's go play in the swimming pool for a while."