"How could you just disappear like that without leaving any note behind ?" Mr Park asked Jianjun as he placed two cups of coffee on the table. Jianjun ran his eyes over the place again. He was finally in Delight. But he felt it didn't really deserve the too much overration everyone had made it out to be. "I had my reasons" He answered as he took a sip from his coffee.

"You were so young back then. We were all so worried about you and your sister." He gave a deep sigh and also took a little sip of his coffee before he put it down and looked at Jianjun again.

"It's all in the past now" Jianjun said with a tiny smile.

Mr park nodded vigorously. "Yes. It's all in the past now... But where is your sister? Her name was...."

"Cixi" Jianjun called out when he realised Mr Park was having a difficult time remembering her name.

"She's a doctor now. She goes about doing volunteer jobs. It's even difficult for me to see her"

"Oh. I'm happy she was able to fulfil her dream. She was never really into the family business" He began to cry again as he spoke "Your parents are such nice people. I can't believe they left you both just like that" He took a paper napkin and cleaned his eyes and nose. "But I'm glad" He said as he tried to force a bright smile. "That I was able to see you before I die." He patted Jianjun's hands lightly. "Yes.. Do you remember the Song's eldest daughter?"

Jianjun tensed when he heard the question. He remained silent and shook his head after a while.

"What? you do not recognise her? She was your Mother's apprentice and was always all over you then"

"Did something like that happen?" He feigned ignorance and took another sip from his mug.

"Oh. You must have actually forgotten her then. She came by recently. She asked whether I've heard from you all these years. I guess she still has some fire left" He grinned.

"I wanted to ask you something Mr Park" He quickly changed the topic. "You seem to be of a high rank here." He noticed how people greeted him when they entered.

Mr Park smiled when he said "I am the head chef"

"Oh. Congratulations Mr Park. I am sincerely happy for you" He remembered when Mr Park was working for his parents as an assistant.

Mr Park warmly accepted Jianjun's good wishes.

"My daughter came here last week and..."

"Oh my.. You have a daughter? You must be married then. How nice. I can't believe the little Jianjun then is now a Father."

Jianjun smiled and nodded. "Yes. My daughter is a big girl now. I will bring her to greet you one of these days"

"Oh.." There was a twinkle in Mr Park's eyes. "You will really do that? I would love to see a female Jianjun"

"She is really the feminine version of my younger self" They both laughed. Then Mr Park asked about Jianjun's wife. Jianjun was not willing to talk about that and had to skip it for the main question he had come here for.

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"I can't believe you could fall asleep after breaking my heart" Muchen muttered as he tucked her properly into bed. He was beginning to regret loosing her ponytail as he could observe she was uncomfortable with her hair covering her face. brushed her hair to a side and looked at her face closely. "I don't ever want to see you cry Sara. I'll kill anyone who dare to make you cry. But I can't kill myself. Because then, I won't see you again."

Heya opened the door to see her brother crouched down beside Sara and speaking to a sleeping Sara. "Miss Long is here." She announced.

"Shhhhhh" He said to quiet her and stood up gently. "Why did Sara cry?" Heya asked softly as she looked at Sara's face. She had wanted to eavesdrop, even though she knew it was going to be impossible since the door to his study was soundproof. But when she saw Muchen carrying her out and trying as much as possible to hide Sara's sleeping face from her, she knew Sara must have cried.

"She is just stressed out" He said as he led her outside and gently closed the door behind them.

"Make sure you do not disturb her. And you have to exercise on your own today" He announced.

Heya eyed him mischievously. He noticed and stopped walking down the stairs as he turned to fave her. "What's with the look?"

"I just feel like I and Sara swapped roles. You seem to care about her more than usual"

"Of course I should. Are you jealous? Didn't you just have a guy come visit you?"

"That's different." She pouted.

Muchen smiled and ruffled her already scattered hair. He was grateful to Heya for distracting him a bit.