He hung up the phone numbly, walked into the conference room, and briefly explained the situation to everyone. When they heard that something had happened to his son, they hurriedly asked him to leave.

The information brought by Ren Zhouyuan was very useful. They had already found a solution, so they didn't need Ren Zhouyuan to stay.

Ren Zhouyuan took a taxi to Wei Qi. On the way, he kept thinking about Fan Wenfeng's words. He wanted to call Fan Wenfeng and ask her about the situation, but he was afraid that he would delay their work, so he could only suppress his urge.

He thought of hundreds of possibilities in his mind. Was the Anan injured, or had the identity of the Anan been discovered?

Many horrifying images flashed through Ren Zhouyuan's mind. The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. The scene of Anan lying in a pool of blood filled his mind.

He shook his head and told himself not to think too much, but after a while, he began to think about other things.

This time, he thought about Anan being surrounded by a group of people, who were commenting on him. Even Leonid was there, looking at Anan as if he was an alien. The poor Anan was curled up in a corner, just like what Ren Zhouyuan had seen when he was in the archeological team, covering his ears and shivering.

Ren Zhouyuan thought about it all the way, and cold sweat broke out all the way. When he finally arrived at Wei Qi, his whole back was soaked with sweat.

After getting out of the car, he couldn't control his feet at all. He walked straight to the classroom, as if he was equipped with hot wheels.

Today was Saturday, and the classroom was bustling as usual. There were students in every room, and it seemed that they were not affected by the "accident".

The exhibition area, which was located in the center of the field, was crowded because of the game. When Ren Zhouyuan arrived there, it was still noisy, and there was no sign of an accident.

Ren Zhouyuan walked around the room, but he didn't find Fan Wenfeng and Anan. He quickly took out his mobile phone and called Fan Wenfeng. Following the latter's instructions, he found the innermost infirmary.

When Ren Zhouyuan arrived there, he didn't see Anan lying in a pool of blood, nor did he see Anan surrounded by a group of people. There was only a so-called doctor in a white coat helping Anan. A girl who looked like a nurse was standing next to him. Fan Wenfeng was squatting next to Anan, chatting with him. Behind Fan Wenfeng, there were four people, foreigners and Chinese, who were all looking at the doctor.

"Dad!"

Anan was the first to see Ren Zhouyuan. He shouted at him, and then the eight people in the small infirmary, sixteen pairs of eyes looked at him at the same time.

This was the second time Ren Zhouyuan had seen a similar scene today, so he wasn't surprised. He walked over to Fan Wenfeng and squatted down like him. When he saw that Anan's arm was burned, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart.

"What happened?" Ren Zhouyuan frowned and asked.

"I'm sorry, I didn't look after Anan," Fan Wenfeng said guiltily. "In the third part of the game, they have to use a 3D printer to draw a specific object. This is supposed to be done with the accompaniment of a parent, but I wasn't paying attention. When I came back to my senses, Anan was burned."

"Hello, are you Ren Juan's parent?"

A Chinese man standing behind suddenly said, "I'm the director of Wei Qi's curriculum. My surname is Xie."

"Hello, Mr. Xie." Ren Zhouyuan nodded to him.

Ren Zhouyuan acknowledged that he was Anan's parent. Mr. Xie's eyes suddenly lit up. He stepped forward and shook Ren Zhouyuan's hand. "Hello, I'm really sorry. This is our negligence. We shouldn't have put such a dangerous content in the game.

We thought that with the accompaniment of a parent, it wouldn't be a big problem. It seems that we didn't think it through. When we go back, we will have a meeting to review this matter. All of Ren Juan's medical expenses will be borne by us. "

Ren Zhouyuan nodded. He wasn't in the mood to be polite with these people. He saw that although the wound on Anan's arm was not large, it was still bleeding. Although the follow-up treatment was done in time, Ren Zhouyuan was still scared.

Mr. Xie winked at the other three people, who immediately gave him a knowing look. Similarly, Mr. Xie winked at the doctor and nurse opposite him. All of this happened in silence, so Ren Zhouyuan and the other two people were completely unaware of the process.

Due to an accident, the children's competition couldn't continue. Fortunately, the competition had reached the last stage when it came to the 3D printer. Anan's performance in the first two stages was outstanding, and she was ranked at the top of the children's competition. After discussion, the organizing committee decided to combine the scores of the first two stages to determine the ranking of this competition. Anan was ranked first!

The children's competition was very simple, and there wasn't much difference from the Anan's usual training at home. Anan's performance was obvious to all, and the other participants present had no objection to the result. When the award was presented, they still gave Anan the warmest applause.

Due to the accident, Anan was very brave throughout the whole process. She didn't even shed a single tear. Therefore, this time, the conference specially set up a "Bravest Scientist Award" for Anan. The course director, Antonio, personally presented the award to Anan. At the same time, he also gave a set of 30-day course vouchers worth more than 10,000 yuan to Anan as a reward for his bravery.

Anan held the award with one of his arms and smiled happily on the stage. He didn't seem to be affected by the injury at all. Ren Zhouyuan saw that Anan was so happy, and finally felt relieved. He clapped his hands hard and applauded for Anan.

Ren Zhouyuan brought An 'an home. Along the way, he didn't stop talking. He chattered all the way and couldn't help but use his little arm. Only occasionally, when he pulled on the injured part, he took a deep breath. Then, not long after, he continued to smile and talk non-stop.

Ren Zhouyuan felt distressed and amused at the same time. When they got home, he didn't dare to let Anan take a shower. He took a hot towel and wiped his body from head to toe. Before going to bed, he changed his dressing. Looking at the small but shocking wound, he felt distressed again.

After coaxing Anan to sleep, Ren Zhouyuan called Fan Wenfeng. Fan Wenfeng asked a lot of questions about Anan and apologized profusely. Ren Zhouyuan was speechless for a long time.

After talking about Anan, Ren Zhouyuan finally had a chance to ask him about the paper.

According to Fan Wenfeng, the company was planning to sue "Si Kong" for defamation through legal channels. According to the results of their preliminary discussion, they believed that the information provided by Ren Zhouyuan was enough to prove that the paper was written by him alone.

"The higher-ups of the company will also invite experts to testify for you. Although 'Si Kong' spoke with certainty, there are still many loopholes in his statement. The boss has already made a lot of connections outside and is preparing to invite some more famous scholars to testify that there is no problem with the thesis itself."

After listening to Fan Wenfeng's words, Ren Zhouyuan finally calmed down. After thanking Fan Wenfeng and listening to him apologize for a long time, he finally hung up the phone.

Ren Zhouyuan went back to the bedroom and tucked Anan in. He adjusted Anan's position so that Anan's arm wouldn't be pressed down. After doing this, he turned off the lights and lay down.

When Ren Zhouyuan thought about what had happened today, he felt that it had been a particularly long day.

For the first time, he walked out from the back of his pen name, "An Yi," in front of everyone. It was a new and strange feeling. It was as if he had taken off his clothes and presented himself to everyone without any reservations. From now on, more and more people would know about him, which made him feel a little uneasy.

But today's result was gratifying. For the first time, he appeared in front of people other than Fan Wenfeng. Although those people looked at him with inquisitive eyes and looked at him in disbelief, they immediately accepted him. They didn't look down on him because of his age like he had imagined. Furthermore, he had worked hard and fought for himself instead of blindly relying on others.

He looked at his hands in the dark and clenched his fists tightly. He seemed to feel an invisible force spreading from his fists.

Ren Zhouyuan closed his eyes and rested for a while, but his brain was still too excited to fall asleep. He couldn't help but think of another thing that had happened today.

He turned sideways and carefully carried An 'an into his arms. Looking at the bandage wrapped around An' an's small arm, his strength seemed to have faded a lot in an instant, and a sense of powerlessness rose up again.

It seemed that he could never take care of Anan and his work at the same time.

Ever since she was pregnant with An 'an, he had been forced to stop his studies. Later, he joined the archeological team, which left a lot of psychological trauma for An' an. It was not easy for his career to improve a little, but all kinds of things happened again.

As a man, he wanted to have a career that was worthy of himself and his son's pride. But if he had to choose between the two, he would give up his career without hesitation in order to provide a better career for Anan.

Ren Zhouyuan thought a lot that night, but he didn't expect that when he went to work on Monday, his "career" had a huge change as he had expected.

Anan's unexpected speech this time made Ren Zhouyuan pay attention to this issue again.

He thought that Anan had already forgotten those things since it had happened so long ago, but he didn't expect that once the damage was done, the impact was far from being erased easily.

Fan Wenfeng poured a cup of tea for him and said, "Don't mention the unhappy things in the past. Just live your life well now."

He thought for a while and said, "But you have to think about Anan carefully. He can't be like that for the rest of his life."

Ren Zhouyuan looked down at Anan and saw that he was obediently picking up his chopsticks to eat. He had a headache.

He had never thought of differentiating between his son and Chinese, but he had to admit that Anan was too assimilated by him.

He had a face that was almost 99% foreign, but he spoke fluent Mandarin. Ren Zhouyuan was stunned when he heard a few words that came out of his mouth. He had never picked up a knife and fork since he was a child, but he held his chopsticks steadily.

He originally thought that Anan would naturally understand these words when he grew up, but it seemed that he had to guide him in advance.

The two chatted for a while and left the matter behind. Fan Wenfeng asked a few more questions about Ren Zhouyuan's recent work and said, "Last time I took Anan to your company, I felt that your company was really good." He paused and said, "Can you stay longer this time?"

Ren Zhouyuan's hand that was holding the cup of water paused. He took a sip and put it down, saying, "We'll see."

He had been feeling uneasy. He always felt that the peace in front of him made him inexplicably irritable, especially when he accidentally bumped into Leonid in the company.

However, it had been a long time since he joined the company, and the frequency of Leonid's absence from the company was the same as what he had heard before. He heard that the boss went on a business trip every two or three days. After Anan went to Wei Qi for the first time, he was not worried that he would be discovered, which made him feel a lot more relieved.

Although Anan and Leonid looked very similar, Ren Zhouyuan occasionally wondered if he was the only one who had a "guilty conscience". If in fact, they were not as similar as he thought …

He looked at Anan, who was eating seriously, and the small drone placed next to him. He silently thought that if he took Anan to Wei Qi when Leonid was not in the company, there might not be a big problem.

Once this thought was planted, it quickly spread in Ren Zhouyuan's mind. Looking at Anan's small face, he felt more and more like Leonid. When he stood next to Anan and brushed his teeth in the morning and looked at the two people in the mirror, he even felt that Anan looked more and more like himself.

After that day, Ren Zhouyuan asked Anan a few more times. Although the child always pretended that he did not care, Ren Zhouyuan found that he would occasionally fiddle with the crooked small plane that he made with a 3D printer for the first time in Wei Qi. On the other hand, he did not touch the exquisite drone after class.

Another week later, Ren Zhouyuan heard that Leonid was on a business trip again, so he quickly called Fan Wenfeng and asked Fan Wenfeng to bring Anan to Wei Qi after work. There was a class in Wei Qi that could be attended by paying directly, which was very convenient.

Fan Wenfeng thought that Ren Zhouyuan had thought it through, so he was naturally willing to take Anan to class.

When Anan heard that Fan Wenfeng was going to take him to find his father, he happily followed, but when he saw the building of Wei Qi, he suddenly remembered that the place where he first attended class was Ren Zhouyuan's workplace. He immediately became discouraged, and no matter how Fan Wenfeng persuaded him, he refused to step out of the car.

Fan Wenfeng had a headache. He had experienced Anan's stubbornness. Anyone with a discerning eye could see how much he liked to attend classes in Wei Qi, but because Ren Zhouyuan showed that he did not want him to come here, now that he was at the door, he could not go.

Fan Wenfeng had no choice but to call Ren Zhouyuan. Ren Zhouyuan did not know whether to laugh or cry after listening to him. He said a few words to Anan on the phone, but this time, Anan was so stubborn. He frowned and shouted into the phone, "Dad, you're lying!"

Ren Zhouyuan had no choice, and he did not want to waste Fan Wenfeng's kindness. Anyway, Leonid was not there, so he told Kong Fei that he had something to do and quickly went downstairs to find them.

When Ren Zhouyuan arrived downstairs, he saw Fan Wenfeng standing next to the car and persuading Anan for a long time. Anan held his schoolbag and looked to the side, but he did not look at Fan Wenfeng. Fan Wenfeng did not know what to do.

Ren Zhouyuan was so angry that he almost laughed. He walked over and patted Fan Wenfeng, indicating that he should do it.

"Anan," Ren Zhouyuan pretended to be angry and said, "Is this polite to Uncle Wen Feng?

Is this what Dad usually teaches you? "

As soon as Anan heard Ren Zhouyuan's voice, he turned his head in surprise. Before he could feel happy, he heard Ren Zhouyuan criticizing him. His smile suddenly disappeared.

He pursed his lips and looked at Ren Zhouyuan with grievance, then lowered his head and grabbed the straps of his schoolbag with both hands. He looked so wronged.

Ren Zhouyuan did not intend to be angry with him. He carried him out of the car. As soon as Anan was in his arms, he buried his head in Ren Zhouyuan's neck. He hugged Ren Zhouyuan with two small hands and whispered, "Dad didn't want Anan to come here."

Ren Zhouyuan's heart softened instantly. He patted his head and said, "It's not that Dad didn't want Anan to come here." He made a little lie and said, "It's just that Dad compared the two places and felt that Anan's class was better. The teacher also spoke Chinese. Dad wanted Anan to understand what the teacher was talking about."

Anan was excited when he heard this. He kicked his legs and suddenly raised his head. His eyes were shining, and there was a drop of tear in the corner of his eye. However, his whole little face was full of indescribable excitement.

He pointed to the Wei Qi building behind Ren Zhouyuan and said, "The teacher here can speak Chinese. He's very good!"

"Oh?" Ren Zhouyuan deliberately teased him. "Which kid said that he hated foreigners the most?" He deliberately emphasized his tone and raised his eyebrows playfully at Anan.

Anan's face turned red. Ren Zhouyuan had exposed his lie in public. He mumbled a few words and blinked at Ren Zhouyuan. When he realized that Ren Zhouyuan was just teasing him, he laughed and said that his father was a bad guy. Then he continued to say many good things about Wei Qi.

Ren Zhouyuan listened to him carefully. This was the first time Anan had talked so much since he went to Wei Qi. It was rare to see him so lively twice, and it was all thanks to Wei Qi. Ren Zhouyuan did not know how charming the building behind him was, but if he could make Anan more cheerful, he was willing to take the risk of being discovered.

If only he was a little more careful … He glanced at Fan Wenfeng and secretly made a decision in his heart.

After watching Fan Wenfeng walk into Wei Qi's building with Anan in her arms, Ren Zhouyuan sighed, wiped his face and went back to his office.

Thinking that Anan was in class downstairs, Ren Zhouyuan was a little absent-minded. He couldn't even focus on the manuscript. He opened the document on the computer, and after a long time, he realized that he was still staring at the two sentences in front of the document, but he couldn't remember what was written in it.

His hand holding the mouse was full of sweat. He was too nervous now, always worried that Anan would be discovered. But God seemed to hear his pleas. After Anan's class, Fan Wenfeng sent him home. Nothing happened during the whole process, which made Ren Zhouyuan breathe a sigh of relief.

He began to convince himself that maybe Anan and Leonid were really not as similar as he thought. After all, in the eyes of Chinese people, foreigners were all the same, and he was the only one who thought that the two looked alike.

He asked Fan Wenfeng to sign up for Wei Qi's interest class. He didn't go to the previous one, and the fee couldn't be refunded, which made Ren Zhouyuan's heart ache again. So he had the idea of writing manuscripts to make extra money.

It just so happened that the person who studied foreign culture contacted Fan Wenfeng again, and the other party also paid a high fee. Ren Zhouyuan calculated and planned to secretly draft an outline and make some preparations.

His life was comfortable like this. He kept a safe distance from Leonid, watched Anan become more cheerful day by day, and everything seemed to be developing in a better direction.

But not long after, he heard a piece of news that shattered his beautiful thought, and the so-called comfort was messed up.

He heard that Leonid's fiancée had come to Wei Qi.

His mind was in a mess, Ren Zhouyuan simply opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling in the dark.

His mind was unusually calm at this moment, so calm that he felt that he had never seen his past and present so clearly.

His past, to be honest, was very bad.

He cared about his birth, and no matter what he did, he was afraid of offending people and being looked down upon, so he had always been careful and always acted by observing other people's reactions.

Writing was the only thing he valued before he had Anan. When he was young, he was accompanied by writing, and when he grew up, he relied on writing to make a living. It seemed that only in front of writing could he live like a normal person, a person of flesh and blood with his own thoughts.

But because of this persistence, he lost his mind that night five years ago, and changed his life since then.

He didn't remember the man's name, nor did he remember what he did. For so many years, the only thing he remembered about the man was that arrogant and annoying face.

He looked at Anan, who was getting closer and closer to his arms, and his heart softened. If it weren't for the absurdity of those years, he wouldn't have such a well-behaved and obedient son.

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