Chapter 3 Mommy Meets Daddy, Again

One morning three years later, in an old apartment in City C. Dong dong dong! The knock on the door awakened Christy Zhong, and then her best friend Wen He yelled crisply, "My dear little rabbit, open the tree hole!" Before Christy's eyes widened, the little kid lying next to her rolled to the ground flexibly, ran over and opened the door for auntie Wen. Reluctantly sat up and rubbed her eyes, Christy said dumbly, "Why you come so early?" Wen's wet hair was still wrapped in a towel, and she curled her mouth in complain with folded arms, "It's not early, get up and take the bus back to City A, otherwise you will mess up the job interview!" "My god! Thanks to my beloved princess for calling me get up, me the Queen will wash up and dress up soon." Christy remembered her interview and hurried right away. "Dare to say so disgusting words like Queen!" Wen ignored her friend’s teasing words and took the little kid's meaty hand, "My Justin baby, come here, Auntie Wen will take you to brush your teethie and wash your facie." Christy had to put on her slippers and walked to the closet to look for decent clothes, while she heard that the cute and handsome little boy say: "Auntie Wen, our kindergarten teacher said, parents should not use babyish words when talking to us, such as brushing teeth, you needn't to say teethie, because I’ve grown up. "Aha!” Christy almost burst into laughing with Wen at the same time, and the two women looked at each other and held back. "Well, Justin Zhong, you are right, Auntie Wen will pay attention in the future." Wen suppressed her laughing urges and replied seriously. If not in a hurry to catch the bus, Christy really wanted to go over and hug her son and best friend. They are her whole world right now. In the past three years, it was fortunate that they had been by her side to accompany her through the lowest moments in her life, otherwise she may not be able to survive. Washing up, dressing up and coming out of the room, Christy watched the little kid Justin was holding the edge of the end table with a pair of small hands, copying English letters with a serious expression on his face. The serious look really provoked her affection. "Little pumpkin, don't write, eat breakfast first." She sat on the sofa and pressed her head against her son. Justin didn't lift his head, but frowned, "Christy, please call me Justin. I'm writing English letters now. Don't let me get distracted, okay? Go and catch the bus." Uh, Christy was embarrassed. Compared with her smart and sensible son, she seemed stupid. "What a real-life drama of a genius son and an idiot mother. Tell others that Mr. Zhong jumped out of your belly, I am afraid no one will believe it." Wen on the side didn't forget to teasingly hit Christy. "When my son was very young, you taught him math, then you taught him the 26 letters. You both are my angels! I like to be the stupid one! "Okay! Go and catch the bus!" Wen and Justin said with one voice. Wen had already squeezed the bag into her arms and pushed her out, not forgetting to say, "Remember to watch The Legend of Emperor’s Woman that I downloaded for you on your phone, learn something from it for your career. Use your brain more at the workplace!" Turning her head, Christy replied, "I have watched that episode countless times, and it has nothing to do with the workplace situation." "Oh, you guys are so noisy." The little kid pouted unhappily in protest. Christy made a grievance at him, pouting her lips innocently. Wen couldn't stand it anymore and rebuked, "If you don't leave now, you really can't make it!" Raising her wrist to look at the watch, Christy murmured a curse, waved her hand hurriedly and ran to the elevator. With continued chasing, Christy got on the bus to City A finally. After one hour bus drive and one hour taxi drive, Christy arrived at the headquarters building of Chenxing Holding Group. Fortunately, the interview was at 11 o'clock, and there was plenty of time. Christy walked to the front desk to inquire. The female receptionist in uniform was about to guide her, but her eyes suddenly lit up, she straightened her back and put her hands in front of her. Looking back inexplicably with her gaze, Christy saw a few men in suits and leather shoes walking in from the entrance of the lobby. The man headed by them was quite familiar, as if she had seen him somewhere! "Good morning, Mr. Feng!" The female receptionist bowed to the man. Oh! He was James Feng, the CEO of Chenxing Holding Group! After Christy confirmed his identity, she couldn't help but looking at him more. James briefly nodded in response to the greetings from the staff in the lobby. He glanced over Christy inadvertently and immediately moved away. Ming Xiang behind him also saw Christy. Hell, what was she doing here?! James recovered quickly and walked into the elevator first without changing his pace. After standing still, he turned his face and gave Ming a look. Ming immediately understood, took out his mobile phone and walked out to dial. The exclusive elevator came, James walked into, Ming hurriedly followed, leaving the other subordinates to bow down to see them two off. After the door was closed, Ming lowed his voice and whispered to report, "Mr. Feng, she is here to interview for the position of secretary." James pondered for two seconds and ordered: "Let her participate in the interview, but not hire." "Yes." Ming followed the order to arrange it right away. As a result, Christy, who was completely unaware of what happened, was sent back by the interviewer and chief of the CEO’s secretary office Junyan Zhang in a few words, asking her to “wait for the news”. Christy is a discerning person. From Junyan's attitudes, she could perceive that she was in no way to get the job. So after she left Chenxing Holdings, she immediately bought a newspaper and sat in the nearby park to check recruitment advertisements and housing rentals. Since she rushed to City C to find her best friend Wen with her newborn son three years ago, she had only returned to City A to visit her vegetative mother at the middle and end of each month. But at present, Wen, who graduated from the Journalism Major of University C, had been recruited by the TV station in City A. Christy herself had also graduated from a junior college, and it was time to move back to City A to take roots and settle down. Finding a job and finding a house had become their urgent needs. Throughout the afternoon, under the leading of a real estate agent, Christy looked at several houses, and either the rent was expensive or the environment was too poor, and none of them satisfied her. Until it was in heavy darkness, Christy dragged her exhausted body back to her friend Xinping Fang's independent house to stay overnight. Xinping was the illegitimate daughter of the wealthy Fang Family. She was a high school classmate of Christy. The two were friends above but best friend below. This time also was her who informed Christy that Chenxing Holdings was recruiting a secretary. Christy pressed the code to open the lock and entered the room. The large crystal chandelier in the living room was lit up. The dazzling light made Christy half-squinted her eyes and looked around. Confirming that Xinping was not at home, she staggered into the guest room with her heavy bags. Buzzing! The phone vibrated in the pocket. When Christy took it out, it seemed that the number belonged to Xinping. She immediately picked it up: "Hello? When are you coming back?" "Christy, come to the door quickly!" Xinping hung it up then. Hearing her tone very anxious, Christy didn't dare to delay, turned around and opened the hall door, standing in front of the gate of the yard and looking out, there was not a shadow of Xinping outside, what kind of drama was this?