Chapter 289 Borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha
Although the box clipped to his waist seemed to have been cleaned by Dayanming and the others, for the sake of caution, Fang Hexuan still asked the medical staff of the training center to help wipe the area around the box with alcohol.

Otherwise, he planned to take it back to 12 Barker Road, Hong Kong Island.

If you don’t share good things with your family, are you still a human being?

What's more, my mother will probably like the jewelry and other things in here.

Fang Hexuan was not sure whether there would be more treasures like this shipped back from Barak in the future, but even if there weren't, he wouldn't feel bad about giving this only box to his mother.

However, he still picked out a few things and quietly put them into the inner pocket of his suit.

At night, 12 Barker Road.

Knowing that her eldest son would be back tonight, Lu Qiaoling specially prepared a table of sumptuous Ningbo dishes with the help of the maid.

I just finished washing my hands and came out of the restaurant, and saw Ergouzi crawling around on the carpet in the living room sucking on a pacifier. He really looked like a puppy!
She shook her head helplessly. The little guy was too noisy. He didn't like to be held by the maid or the nanny. He just liked to lie on the ground and have fun by himself.

Normally, he doesn't cry or make a fuss, which is undoubtedly relaxing and comfortable for Lu Qiaoling, who is now 40 years old. But if he is hungry, his crying can almost blow the roof off.

Other babies only need to be fed 7-8 times a day at most, but Ergouzi needs about 8-10 times.

Because he can eat a lot, he is not even ten months old yet, but his size is already comparable to that of a one and a half year old child.

Thinking of this, a smile of happiness and satisfaction inadvertently appeared on Lu Qiaoling's face.

She ignored the little guy and said to the housekeeper, Mrs. Zhen:
"Get the ginseng tea and wet towels ready. Brother Wen and Xuan should be back soon."

Mrs. Zhen is probably in her fifties. Her dress and appearance are not as traditional and conservative as those of the ordinary maids in Hong Kong. Instead, she looks more like an office lady, wearing a maroon women's suit, which makes her look very capable.

She looked ordinary, but she was very confident. When she heard the request of the hostess of the villa, she said with certainty:

"Ma'am, I've already arranged it, don't worry!"

By the way, No. 12 Barker Road originally did not have a housekeeper. Before that, it was Lu Qiaoling who was in charge of all the maids herself.

However, as You Bingwen's business grew better and better and he became more and more confident, he always wanted to show his presence in this home.

Although Lu Qiaoling never wanted to suppress him in their married life, Lao You knew that he had achieved his current status thanks to a woman, and psychologically he always had a sense of inferiority.

So, in the past, whenever Lu Qiaoling had any ideas, he basically listened to her and rarely expressed his own ideas.

It’s different now. After all, he is the new “Taxi King” of Hong Kong, so of course he has to speak more aggressively.

He hopes to personally bring some changes to the family, such as hiring a housekeeper to help his wife share some of the household management work.

Lu Qiaoling hummed noncommittally, then went back to the kitchen to see if she needed to add a few more dishes.

You Bingwen's Mercedes-Benz arrived home before Fang Hexuan. He nodded to Si and the bodyguard, picked up his suitcase and walked towards the gate.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw his son rolling around on the ground and giggling. He was both angry and amused.

Mr. You had a son in his middle age, so he naturally loved him even more. Fortunately, his son was in good health and had no illness or disaster. This also made him more motivated and enthusiastic about his business.

After handing the suitcase to the maid, he quickened his pace to the living room, bent down, picked up his son, and swung him in the air a few times.

Er Gouzi was not panicked at all. He laughed loudly and made You Bingwen happy as well.

This is how the You family father and son communicate on a daily basis. One is bold and the other is willing to be a naughty boy.

After hearing the sound, Lu Qiaoling came out from the kitchen and the dining room, and said with a smile:

"Don't shake it so hard, you just fed him!"

When You Bingwen heard this, he immediately stopped, carefully placed his son on the carpet, and after observing him for a while, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. Lu Qiaoling asked the servant to hand him a wet towel to wipe his face and hands, and then personally poured him a cup of ginseng tea.

"Brother Wen, didn't you run into Xuan on your way back?"

After wiping the wet towel, You Bingwen handed it back to the servant, then took the gift from his wife and said with a smile:

"He's busier than me, so it's understandable that he comes late."

Just as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of a car entering the villa outside.

The two looked at each other and knew who had returned.

Lu Qiaoling didn't care about her husband. She picked up her son who was still playing on the ground and walked towards the door.

Unless Fang Hexuan went too far, he was usually only accompanied by four bodyguards, so two Mercedes-Benz bulletproof cars drove in.

He held the dark brown box in one hand and pushed open the car door with the other. After getting out, he saw his mother standing at the door holding a doll, so he handed the box to the bodyguard who got out of the car with him.

After running a few steps to their side, Fang Hexuan snatched the doll from his mother's hands, held it in the air and spun it a few times on the spot.

Lu Qiaoling just smiled happily and was not worried that Fang Hexuan would drop the child.

Ergouzi, who was lifted in the air, was spinning around and laughing, not afraid at all.

He was not shy and knew that the person in front of him was someone he knew. He reached out his two little hands to grab Fang Hexuan's face in the air.

You Bingwen also came out and looked at the two brothers, one big and one small, playing together. He said to his wife with some jealousy:

"You are too biased. You said I would make my son faint and vomit milk when I did this just now. What about now?"

"Go to hell, how old are you, and why are you still bothering with these two kids?"

Old You looked at the two men again with a complicated expression, curled his lips, and complained in his heart:
"22 years old and still a child? Can a child become the richest man in Hong Kong?"

After the two brothers finished playing, the family washed their hands and gathered together to eat.

No matter what delicacies Fang Hexuan had eaten outside, he always felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction when he came back here and tasted the Ningbo cuisine made by his mother.

Without saying anything, he ate and praised:

"Sweet! Mom, I can never get enough of the food you cook!"

When Lu Qiaoling heard her son praising her, the dimples on her face became visible from smiling. She could only continue to pick up food for him to express her joy.

After dinner, he called his mother and Brother Wen to the study.

"Ah Xuan, you are so mysterious, what's going on?"

"Mom, don't worry. I came back this time to bring you something good."

When Lu Qiaoling heard this, she turned her head and looked at You Bingwen, and both saw confusion in each other's eyes.

Now their family can be said to be the richest among the rich, with more money than they can spend in several lifetimes. What good things could make Ah Xuan so excited?

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