Adam listened to his soft voice and couldn’t help but laugh, placing him on the sofa.
"Then you sit here nicely, and call if you need anything. My na is Adam."
"Uncle Adam, thank you." The little guy was really sweet.
Adam, feeling very content, patted his head and suddenly thought that at his age, he should settle down and have kids...
Xiaobao sat quietly on the sofa, resting his chin on his hands as he watched He Jingyao, who was working across the office.
Hmph, Mom lied to him. Dad wasn’t gentle at all and was so harsh on him.
He secretly picked at his sleeve as he thought.
But, for the sake of Qixi, he had no choice but to stay, to complete the arduous task his mom had entrusted to him.
...
anwhile, He Jingyao had replied to several emails and, when he looked up, he saw the little boy on the sofa.
He was staring blankly this way.
The child’s presence was sowhat mysterious... He Jingyao stared at the little guy’s delicate features and frowned.
If no one ca to take him away soon, he would have Uncle Li check this kid’s identity.
Thinking this, he averted his gaze and opened a file.
The office was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
It was hard to tell how much ti had passed when He Jingyao suddenly felt a slight movent beside him.
He turned his head to look but saw nothing, and the sofa was also empty.
Where did the child go?
Just then, a fluffy head popped out from in front of the desk, looking at him with wide eyes.
He Jingyao’s brows twitched as he looked at him coldly.
This child, taking advantage of being short, had sneaked over here unnoticed and even hid under the desk.
"Go back and sit down," he commanded.
The little guy’s lips pursed in a sad pout: "I’m so bored sitting by myself... Can you play with ?"
"If you don’t listen, I will have to take you to the police station," He Jingyao said, looking at him. "Do you know what the police do?"
"Police catch bad guys, but I am very well-behaved," Xiaobao declared confidently.
"If you were well-behaved, you wouldn’t have run over here by yourself," He Jingyao said, looking down at him.
Picking at the edge of the desk, he said, "I just wanted to be with you."
"Who exactly told you to co?" He Jingyao frowned.
A child without sense wouldn’t cling to him without reason.
"... Nobody," he hung his head, "Will you play with ?"
"I still have work to do. Go wait by the sofa, okay?" He Jingyao reminded himself not to argue with a child and tried to soften his voice.
"How long do I have to wait?" His eyes brightened.
"...An hour," He Jingyao initially wanted to say two hours, but looking at the child’s sparkling eyes, he couldn’t help changing his mind.
"Okay, then I’ll wait for you." He smiled brightly, "You are my favorite!"
Having said that, did he hop and skip back to the sofa?
He Jingyao paused for a mont.
...You are my favorite?
In the past, Huo Yanhui and others always joked that he wasn’t liked by children, but now it seed that wasn’t necessarily the case.
He unconsciously curved the corners of his lips.
Perhaps because he had promised the child, he finished his work in less than an hour and walked over to the sofa.
The child had already fallen asleep there, lying on the sofa with one leg hanging off.
He Jingyao bent down to place his leg on the sofa, which woke the little guy up with the movent.
Looking at He Jingyao, still sowhat confused, he instinctively blurted out: "Daddy!"
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