Rebirth: CEO's Sweetheart Reaches the Life Pinnacle!-Chapter 799 - 716: Family, After All

Leng Family Old House

Today is New Year’s Eve. Early in the morning, Leng Qiankai’s family, along with Leng Qianhan and Leng Mo, arrived at Mr. Leng Sr.’s place with gifts.

Compared to last year’s New Year, when Li Si had just given birth to Buding, it lacked the festive spirit.

This year, without Zeng Qiuping, everyone seemed more harmoniously and peacefully laughing together.

Mr. Leng Sr. was gratified to see his family, although not flourishing in numbers, had sons, grandsons, and even great-grandsons.

Perhaps in another year or two, he might have a great-granddaughter.

Buding naturally became the little main character, with everyone revolving around him.

Li Si was keeping an eye on Buding, who was standing against the sofa while playing, chatting softly with Mrs. Leng and Leng Ning.

Since the child turned ten months old, he increasingly loved standing while holding onto things, and the smart little guy knew how to move around while holding onto them.

However, he was still unstable when not holding onto anything, but Li Si wasn’t worried, as the early childhood education teacher said that kids naturally become stable walkers after their first birthday.

Leng Mochen, Mr. Leng Sr., Leng Qiankai, and Leng Qianhan sat on the adjacent sofa, discussing domestic and international economic trends.

Leng Mo initially sat quietly aside, feeling slightly awkward, considering the troubles Li Si recently faced, which were somewhat connected to her.

If it hadn’t been for her relationship with Yin Xian, perhaps the malicious acid attack by Tian Yaru wouldn’t have occurred.

She quietly listened to Li Si and their chat, heard the vivid stories of Aunt Ouyang Yan’s travels abroad, and her gaze occasionally swept over the chubby Little Buding, finding the child incredibly adorable.

Li Si noticed Leng Mo’s expression during the conversation and with a glint in her eyes, smiled, "Xiao Mo, haven’t seen Buding much, right? Come on, Buding, let your aunt hold you!"

Buding glanced at Leng Mo, feeling quite unfamiliar, and promptly climbed onto the sofa to cling to Li Si’s arm, not letting go.

Leng Mo felt slightly embarrassed; indeed, she hadn’t seen much of her second brother’s child and had nowhere near the intimacy and warmth compared to Leng Ning.

Still, the child was so endearing that she couldn’t help but watch him, noting his little movements.

She understood her sister-in-law’s good intentions, wanting her to get closer to Buding.

Mrs. Leng also felt Leng Mo was a good kid, just had a mother like Zeng Qiuping.

She immediately felt pity and smiled in agreement, "Xiao Mo, don’t be shy! Buding is just a bit wary, play with him for a while!"

Then she moved close to Buding, softly saying, "Good grandson! Come! Hold grandma’s hand, let’s walk a few steps!"

Buding was very fond of this activity now, gladly turning around to place his pudgy little hand in Mrs. Leng’s hand.

Facing him, Mrs. Leng slowly retreated, with Buding raising his head and grinning widely, seriously moving his chubby legs forward one step at a time.

Mrs. Leng intentionally guided Buding to Leng Mo’s side. Initially, Buding didn’t let go of grandma’s hand.

Mrs. Leng saw her grandson’s little expression and couldn’t help teasing, "Buding, wondering why there’s another aunt now?"

Buding saw this aunt seemed to like him too, slowly moving along the sofa to Leng Mo’s side.

He was attracted by the transparent bracelet on Leng Mo’s wrist, his little hand curious to touch it but hesitating.

Such a cute expression had everyone chuckling softly.

Leng Mo couldn’t resist Little Buding’s adorable allure either, gently and tenderly holding the soft and fragrant little person under Li Si’s guidance.

Buding blinked his shiny black eyes curiously at Leng Mo, as if wondering why she was called aunt too.

Leng Qianhan stood up from the other side and came to stand behind Leng Mo, bending down to gently stroke Buding’s little cheek.

People of a certain age do tend to like children more, and he was no exception.

Yet, thinking of that grandson John abroad, all he could do was sigh.

Due to Qian Rouxuan’s influence, he’d veered off course earlier, and now Zeng Qiuping’s gone there after the divorce. Who knows how she’ll raise that child?

These thoughts were but fleeting; Leng Qianhan took out a red envelope he’d prepared from his pocket and shook it, "Buding! You’ve grown a year older this New Year, Granduncle is giving you lucky money! Buy toys when you grow up!"

Mrs. Leng and Li Si politely declined a bit, then graciously accepted it.

After that, as if Leng Qianhan had set an example, everyone in the Leng family gave Buding ample lucky money.

Buding was young and didn’t know what was inside the red-colored packets, but it didn’t affect his adorableness.

Causing everyone continuous laughter and cheer, even during the New Year’s Eve dinner, Mr. Leng Sr. was the first to break the Leng family’s rule of silence during meals.

Tinkling with the Buding sitting on his lap incessantly.

No one mentioned Zeng Qiuping, but her absence didn’t mean she could rest quietly.

Leng Mo still received her overseas phone call, but quickly seeing the caller ID, she stepped outside the villa to answer.

But how could Leng Qianhan not guess who was calling? A nameless emotion flashed in his eyes but quickly disappeared.

Mr. Leng Sr. sighed lightly, looking at his family sitting beside him.

People, sometimes, can’t escape the word "emotion." Family ties, love, friendship ultimately entangle throughout one’s life.

Leng Qiankai noticed the senior seemed somewhat downcast and immediately signaled Ouyang Yan with his eyes.

Ouyang Yan understood implicitly and teased Mr. Leng Sr. with Buding, gradually restoring the atmosphere.

Li Si whispered close to Leng Mochen’s ear, "Do you think Zeng Qiuping’s calling now...?"

Since Zeng Qiuping went to John’s place, she always had a vague feeling, maybe someday, those who played roles in their lives would come back again. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Leng Mochen glanced at the doorway direction, his eyes flashed, and said indifferently, "Ignore her!"

Zeng Qiuping’s intentions were easy to guess. Now John was still a child, Leng Mohao was in prison, so she could only temporarily stay quiet, waiting for the right moment to return to China.

As for her genuine feelings toward Leng Mo, who knows if they’re true or false.

Meanwhile, Leng Mo outside quietly listened to her mother far across the ocean, the stifled crying continuing on her call.

She looked up at Beijing’s sky, feeling uneasy.

"Xiao Mo! It’s New Year’s Eve today, and mom’s not with you! How is it with dad? Is it very lonely?"

Mom feels guilty towards you, Xiao Mo! Mom misses you!"

Leng Mo replied with a slight tremble in her voice, "We’re celebrating New Year at grandpa’s, everything’s great! Mom, how are you over there?"

Zeng Qiuping quieted briefly before the sound of sniffling came, "Ah! You’ve gone to the old house! I was worried about you! Well, without me, naturally your dad and you have no conflicts with your uncle’s family and grandpa. After all, you’re all one family, blood ties exist.

Even bones, once broken, are still connected! Unlike when I was the outsider..."

Leng Mo quietly listened to her mother change her tune from crying to talking acidly, her headache throbbing...