"Mom... Mom?"
At first, Takayuki was a bit confused, his brain taking a moment to process.
But Takayuki's mother, Yako, was very patient, standing in front of Takayuki with an indulgent smile.
"Xiaoxing, it's been so long, have you missed Mom?"
Yako embraced Takayuki.
After many years, mother and son finally reunited.
Of course, they could have met earlier, but both had their own busy lives to attend to.
Yako had become a somewhat famous painter, busy abroad, always dedicated to her lifelong career in painting.
After a big hug, Yako pulled Takayuki to sit directly on the sofa.
"Xiaoxing, you've really grown up! I never thought you'd build such a big company relying on your own abilities. Initially, I just wanted to broaden your horizons and gain some experience, never expecting your company to grow to this scale."
Yako didn't give Takayuki a chance to respond, continuing to talk about various things.
She talked about her development in the painting industry, her life in recent years, and the news she heard about Gamestar Entertainment from various sources, expressing how proud she was.
And Takayuki patiently listened.
"Ah, I've talked so much, my mouth is dry."
"Auntie Takayuki, please have some tea."
Suddenly, Sayuri appeared from somewhere, holding a teacup and teapot, and started making tea for Yako.
"Ah, thank you!"
After taking a big sip of water, Yako felt a bit relieved.
At this moment, Takayuki finally had the chance to speak: "Mom, you don't seem to have changed at all, still so young."
In Takayuki's memory, this mother left him and his father when he was in junior high school, completely leaving Takayuki to live on his own.
They said it was for their careers, but Takayuki knew they actually preferred their own world as a couple. Since the child had grown up, they would return to their own world.
Anyway, there was no shortage of money at home, Takayuki could have whatever he wanted, as long as he didn't go astray, his life should be smooth sailing.
Yako, at this moment, still looked like she was in her twenties, obviously taking good care of herself. Sayuri standing beside Yako seemed like sisters.
The charming lady of the painting world, this was also one of her promotional titles.
"Xiaoxing, you're still so sweet."
Yako was very happy, then reached out and pulled Sayuri to sit on the sofa: "Come on, Sayuri, sit down. Thank you for taking care of Xiaoxing all this time. I heard you've been living together for a long time?"
"Ah? No, no, no, I... I'm just an employee of Takayuki, I just couldn't afford the rent... so I've been living at President Takayuki's house... I, I'm not taking care of Takayuki, he doesn't need anyone to take care of him, I haven't done anything."
Sayuri was flustered, her speech a bit incoherent.
Clearly, she was quite cheerful in front of Takayuki.
But somehow, when Yako arrived, she changed completely.
"Hehe, okay."
Takayuki quickly changed the subject to avoid embarrassing Sayuri.
"Mom, where's Dad? Why isn't he here?"
"That guy, he doesn't care about you at all. All he thinks about now is writing novels. But can you even read the novels he writes? They're completely unreadable. He's just not cut out for it. Compared to your mom's painting career, his writing is just a joke. He said he wouldn't come back unless you got married."
Yako pursed her lips, clearly dissatisfied with her husband's behavior.
But this wasn't a big problem.
"So Mom, why did you come back this time?"
"Of course, to see my dear son I haven't seen in years. I've heard a lot about you from outside, and I've been wanting to come back. But there's another reason. I was invited by the Japanese government for cultural promotion. They offered a lot of money and even gave me several titles, making me one of the management committee members of some committee. So I came back."
Takayuki's heart skipped a beat: "Could it be the Cultural and Artistic Revitalization Committee?"
"Huh? You know... oh right, your gaming company is also part of cultural and artistic products, it makes sense that you'd know. I hadn't thought about it before."
As a somewhat famous painter in the world, being invited by the Japanese government seemed quite normal for Yako.
Takayuki immediately understood that Yako probably didn't come to see him as the main point, but rather because of the Japanese government's invitation.
As for Dad.
Heh, if Mom was invited and Dad wasn't, he probably couldn't accept it. Since he, as a novelist, a member of the literary industry, wasn't invited, he simply wouldn't come back.
Takayuki's guess was probably close to the truth.
Wife invited, husband not invited, wounded pride, sulking alone, not even thinking about seeing his child.
Actually, Takayuki didn't quite understand why his father, who used to be in finance, abandoned that industry and focused on writing novels.
With his abilities, if he had developed steadily, he would probably be an investment bank executive by now.
"What? They're giving you a piece of land in the harbor area just to invite you? That's so exaggerated?!"
Takayuki briefly explained the process of his invitation to his mother, then immediately felt a bit restless.
For the Japanese government to be so generous, giving tax breaks and a large piece of land in the central administrative area, even providing some price discounts on building construction suppliers, this was really sincere.
Compared to herself, who only received a large sum of money and a few titles, the difference was really huge.
But seeing how capable her child was, Yako also felt genuinely happy.
"Hehe, if that guy knew about these things, he'd probably be even angrier. Well, later I'll give him a call and tell him all about your situation."
"Mom, please leave some face for Dad."
"You don't need to worry about that. Oh, by the way, did you accept the invitation?"
Takayuki nodded: "Of course, they offered too much. It would be strange not to accept, and I don't even need to give much in return."
"Mom supports you."
Yako said happily.
But she quickly changed the subject: "But, I think you should consider your lifelong matter."