Mr.CEO Looks Exactly the Same as My Son!

Chapter 1063: It’s Not at All Like What You Said

"They’re all girls. I feel like Xia Yuan might like Xu Kun, but as for Xu Kun, it’s unclear..."

"I can’t say for sure. Even if she likes him, there would be obstacles, since Xia Yuan has a fiancé!"

After finishing the food, Mo Han tidied up the table, walked to the desk, organized the documents, and then turned off the computer...

Qin Yin was slightly surprised, "Weren’t you supposed to work late tonight? What is this?"

Mo Han smiled and replied, "It’s fine, I’ve handled most of it. Coming back tomorrow will be the same, and I can’t let you go home alone at night—it’s dangerous."

Carrying the empty food box out of the office, Qin Yin looked at the dark surroundings outside and shivered slightly, feeling a bit uneasy.

Mo Han laughed at her, "Scared now, but dared to come earlier?"

"You know I just put on a brave face to come up, and you still ask!"

They took the elevator to the parking lot and drove back to the apartment.

...

Ye Xinluo opened her sleepy eyes, sat up from the bed, looked at the bright sunshine outside the window, lifted the blanket and got out of bed into the bathroom.

When she came out again, the phone on the bedside table was ringing. She walked over, picked it up, and glanced at it.

"Hello, this is Ye Xinluo."

"Hello, are you Jingxi’s mother? I’m his class teacher. Jingxi is in Mingde Hospital now. Could you come over?"

Ye Xinluo was shocked, her voice anxious, "What happened? Why is he in the hospital?"

"Well... it’s hard to explain over the phone. Jingxi is okay, but you should come over."

After hanging up the phone, Ye Xinluo hurried out of the room holding her phone, and immediately ran into Beichen Rui at the door.

"Why are you in such a rush?"

Ye Xinluo grabbed his arm, "Jingxi is in the hospital, I need to see what’s going on."

"I’ll go with you."

Meanwhile, in the emergency department of Mingde Hospital, cries filled the air, getting louder and louder.

Tongtong was being held in the arms of her kindergarten teacher, her head covered in blood. Maybe the wound hurt a lot, she was crying endlessly.

That morning at school, Jingxi had promised to play with her after class, but a while after class ended, he hadn’t seen her anywhere.

Worried, he ran to her classroom to check, and found her surrounded by several boys, her eyes red like a rabbit, obviously bullied.

"Don’t say nonsense, my parents are just busy with work, it’s not like what you say!"

The leading boy looked at her dismissively, "Busy with work? You’ve been at school for so long—we’ve never seen your parents pick you up. They must have abandoned you."

Tongtong glared at him, eyes swollen, "Don’t talk nonsense!"

Children don’t know their own strength. That boy, annoyed by her attitude, pushed Tongtong, not realizing she’d hit the table.

"I don’t want shots, they hurt; I don’t want shots!"

She struggled to get down from her teacher’s arms, but how could a child’s strength compare to an adult’s?

Jingxi stood by, patiently comforting, "Tongtong, be good. The doctor says you need stitches for your head injury. Be brave, and I’ll buy you a lollipop afterwards, okay?"

The school’s uniform had already been stained with quite a bit of blood by now, but she was unwilling to cooperate, leaving Jingxi helpless beside her.

Though he’d never had anesthesia himself, he knew it was painful. She was just a little girl—of course she’d cry!