Ye Shao Meng spoils his little wife

Chapter 1022 Finding Clues

Reluctantly, Xiao Bao turned his head to the other side and stopped looking at her.

A five-year-old child, who is just at the age of jumping around, has to be trapped in the hospital all day. To him, it is extremely aggrieved.

Luo Qiu'an had no choice but to wait patiently aside, as expected, a few minutes later, the obedient and sensible Xiaobao came back again, stretched out a hand that compared to two, and emphasized to her, "Mommy, agree Just two days, after two days, you will take me out."

"Okay." She took his little hand dotingly, and sealed the hook as usual.

Lance walked into the CEO's office quickly.

"President, I have a clue." She put a stack of documents in front of Ji Chenhao, and one of the photos slipped down from it.

In the photo is a little boy with a mushroom head, wearing a light-colored coat with a yellow duck printed on it, facing the camera, smiling happily.

Ji Chenhao couldn't help picking it up, the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became.

Lance reported, "This little boy and a mysterious lady returned to Jincheng 6 days ago, and the relationship is temporarily unknown, but from the photos he took with others, we found that the mysterious lady is most likely Miss An An. "

She was still considering whether to say the next thing, but the boss was already very interested in the child in the photo.

Ji Chenhao was carefully looking at the photos in the file, when suddenly there was no sound in his ear, he looked up, but saw Lance was hesitant to speak, he nodded his head to let her continue.

"Our people have been trying to follow this lady for the past two days, but she seems to be very cautious, wearing a hat and a face scarf when she goes in and out, so we dare not follow too closely for fear of alarming her, and what's more, The little boy in the photo was admitted to the children's hospital in the middle of the night last night, it's..."

Before he finished speaking, Lance saw the Boss standing up excitedly, and ordered, "Lance, make arrangements as soon as possible, I will see him today."

After following Ji Chenhao for so many years, she doesn't need to guess, she already knows who this "he" refers to. Now, she is also full of curiosity about the true identity of this little boy.

After Lance left, Ji Chenhao looked at the photos again, groping, "An An, this is the child from back then, right?"

That's right, in his heart, he had already guessed the answer, but he still wanted to hear Luo Qiu'an's answer himself.

After doing Xiaobao's ideological work well, Luo Qiuan went to the doctor to inquire again, and then he was a little relieved.

When she returned to the ward, she saw Xiao Bao lying on the edge of the window, watching the people coming and going outside enviously, her eyes flushed, she quietly retreated, sat on the chair by the door, and adjusted her emotions.

When Ji Chenhao arrived at the hospital, he happened to encounter this scene. The woman's already thin shoulders trembled slightly. This was not the first time he saw such forbearance.

The man's supposedly indifferent heart was stabbed with pain and filled with anger, but it disappeared like this.

Lance, who was following behind him, also recognized Luo Qiuan, and asked cautiously, "President, do you see?"

It has to be said that she is born to be an assistant, and her efficiency and ability to read her face are full marks.

Ji Chenhao stopped, turned around and turned back, "I'll go upstairs first, and come back later."

He is the biggest benefactor of Children's Hospital, so there is a separate room reserved for him on the top floor of the hospital.

Lance nodded understandingly, hiding in the distance, trying not to attract Luo Qiuan's attention.

Luo Qiuan smiled at the phone screen a few times, and when he found the best feeling, he got up and walked into the ward, and asked in a very cheerful tone, "What is my lovely little treasure doing?"

"Mommy, I'm drawing." Xiao Bao happily waved at her.

When Luo Qiuan was sad alone, he took out the brush and paper that he carried with him, and started to draw.

This is inherited from her. Xiaobao has been very talented in painting since he was a child, and his perception of color is much ahead of children of the same age. He has participated in several children's painting and design competitions and achieved good results.

Luo Qiuan put the jug full of water next to Xiaobao, and said to him, "Xiaobao, you should draw here obediently. Mommy has already agreed with the nurse that I will go out and buy you some things you need for hospitalization." Thing, be back soon, ring the bell if there is anything, they will come to help, okay?"

Xiao Bao rolled his small eyes, looked at her and smiled cleverly, "Mum, may I have another chocolate cake."

After finishing speaking, he deliberately opened his small mouth, his greedy appearance was extremely cute.

"Okay, Mommy will bring you your favorite chocolate cake." Luo Qiuan smiled and pinched his chubby face, unable to put it down.

Xiaobao pursed her mouth in dissatisfaction, "Mum, I've grown up, so don't touch my face casually."

Reluctantly, she squeezed again, before letting go, complaining, "Boy, even if you are 50 years old, you are still my mother's son."

Hmph, I can't touch my face yet.

"Childish." Xiaobao's final evaluation of Luo Qiuan's behavior made her go away in annoyance.

"Be careful on the road. Also, don't rush back. You can take my sister to eat some delicious food. Don't starve, or Grandma Zeng will blame me."

He saw it all during breakfast, all the food Luo Qiuan ate was eaten up by morning sickness.

She turned around with a smile, and saw Xiaobao immediately lowered his head in embarrassment, pretending to be busy drawing, and urged her, "Go quickly, don't bother me again."

"OK, my handsome butler, I'm leaving." Luo Qiuan lingered for a few more minutes, and only after seeing that his son had really devoted himself to painting did he really walk out of his ward.

Obviously caring about others, but still pretending to be indifferent, and have the same virtue as someone.

Thinking of Ji Chenhao, Luo Qiuan quickly and cautiously put on sunglasses and a hat, and covered the lower half of his face with a gauze scarf before leaving the gate of the hospital.

Lance followed her, saw that she had gone far, and immediately called Ji Chenhao, "President, Miss An An is leaving for now."

"Okay, I'll go there alone, don't tell anyone." He didn't want to cause Luo Qiuan and the child any harm when things were not [-]% sure.

Lance replied, "Okay, President, I will arrange it."

This kind of careful care, Mr. Boss has only been with one woman, and that is Luo Qiu'an six years ago.

Every step Ji Chenhao took toward Xiaobao's ward, his heart beat faster. Thinking about him who used to have a project worth hundreds of billions in front of him without blinking his eyes, he felt like he was walking on thin ice today, which made him feel funny.

The door was pushed open, and Xiao Bao asked without looking up, "Mum, what did you forget to bring?"

It seems that this kind of thing has been staged many times, familiar and intimate.