“Mr. Lu, this…” The bar owner looked at a loss, totally confused as to what was going on.
Lu Tingxiao's eyes swept across the guilty-looking female manager, then glanced at the collapsed ladder on the ground and the skylight above his head that could only accommodate a child. He roughly guessed what had happened.
He raised his hand to wave everyone away, then walked over and picked up the woman himself.
The faint cold fragrance in my arms became clearer.
Seeing Lu Tingxiao going to hug her, Xiaobao didn't stop him, but his little face didn't look very willing, as if he was saying, "If I weren't so small, I would definitely hug him myself."
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B City First People's Hospital.
When Ning Xi woke up, it was already the next morning.
As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw a man sitting on a chair by the window opposite.
His long legs were casually crossed, his well-cut suit outlined his broad shoulders and thin waist, and his white shirt was buttoned up meticulously to the collar. Although it was under the morning sun, he seemed to be covered with a layer of eternal ice, and his expression was cold and proud, like a king in a medieval castle...
The man seemed to notice her gaze, and suddenly raised his deep-sea eyes, shooting a cold gaze straight at her.
That look was so aggressive, like a sharp scalpel, dissecting her inch by inch, it was horrifying.
Ning Xi shuddered, not caring that the strange man's gaze made her feel uncomfortable, and asked anxiously, "Sir, may I ask how I got here? Have you seen a little boy? He's about four or five years old, doesn't like to talk, is white and soft, and looks cute!"
Cute...
The man raised his eyebrows slightly at Ning Xi's description, then moved his eyes to her right, and his voice was as cold as his own, "You mean Xiaobao?"
Ning Xi hurriedly followed the ice sculpture man's line of sight and saw a white and soft little bun lying next to her, sleeping soundly with an IV on the back of his hand. "Yes, that's him! His name is Xiaobao?"
Ning Xi finally breathed a sigh of relief, leaned over and touched the little bun's forehead, and found that the fever had subsided.
She felt a little regretful after rescuing the child. After all, the child was too young and had a fever. What if something happened to him if he was left alone in a chaotic place like a bar
Ning Xi looked at the terrifying ice-sculpture man across from her again, "Are you this child's...?"
As soon as she asked the question, Ning Xi realized that she seemed to have asked it in vain.
These two, one big and one small, look exactly like they were cast in the same mold. They are definitely father and son, biological children.
Sure enough, the ice sculpture replied: "Father."
"Hi, beauty, wake up, I'm Xiaobao's second uncle!"
Suddenly, a big face came closer from the side. Ning Xi stepped back subconsciously. After seeing the man's face clearly, she was stunned, "Lu... Lu Jingli?"
The second son of the Lu Group and the boss of Shengshi Entertainment, because of his outstanding appearance and romantic personality, he appears in the entertainment sections of newspapers and magazines more often than entertainers.
There was no way she could mistake this face.
The Ice Sculpture Man is Xiaobao's father, and Lu Jingli is Xiaobao's second uncle...
Isn't that ice sculpture man Lu Jingli's brother Lu Tingxiao
Lu Tingxiao, known as the God of Wealth by the people of Beijing, is like the uncrowned king of the imperial capital!
She never expected that the person she saved was actually Lu Tingxiao's legendary illegitimate son, the shining little prince...