Qiao Qing suddenly panicked and hurriedly tried to close her coat, but the other party reached out to stop her.
Jun Yexuan's Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was hoarse: "I'm here to help you."
… The great harmony of life…
Three years later.
China.
Kyoto.
Inside the airport.
As soon as Mu Jingheng got off the plane and walked out of the VIP channel, he bumped into a little boy.
He hurriedly bent down and helped him up, "Little guy, are you okay...".
Before he finished speaking, his voice stopped abruptly.
The assistant Qin Liang behind him had never seen Sang Wu, so he didn't know why Mu Jingheng looked shocked.
"President, what's wrong with you? Is there something wrong with this child?"
Mu Jingheng didn't seem to hear what he said. He looked at the boy in front of him for a moment, and his eyes gradually became moist.
Like, so similar.
The boy in front of him seemed to be modeled after Sang Wu, but he had a lot of boyish heroic spirit.
Unconsciously, he was half-crouching in front of the child.
After lifting him up, he didn't immediately ask his name or how old he was.
Instead, he first looked at the front and back of his body and asked, "Are you okay?"
When Mu Jingheng looked at Sang Ling, Sang Ling was also looking at him, "I'm fine, but uncle has something to do."
Mu Jingheng raised his eyebrows when he heard this, "Tell me, what can I do?"
Hearing this, Sang Ling pinched his fingers in a serious manner, looking like a worldly expert.
"I'm just counting my fingers. Uncle, you will suffer a bloody disaster in the next few days."
Mu Jingheng: "..."
Qin Liang: "..."
After being speechless for a moment, Qin Liang suddenly complained: "This is the first time I have seen someone come out to deceive someone at such a young age. Do you want to continue to say that you have a way to solve this bloody disaster? All I need to do is give you money?"
Sang Ling shook his head when he heard this, "I don't want money, just take me home."
Qin Liang smiled when he heard this, "It turns out he's just someone who wants to have enough to eat, so he's quite pitiful."
As he said that, he looked at Mu Jingheng and said, "President, send him to the orphanage... President, what's wrong with you?"
Mu Jingheng's heart was in turmoil long after San Ling said those strange and confusing words.
But a few years later, coupled with the experience he gained after taking over the company, he has become much calmer.
There was water in his eyes, and he looked at the boy in front of him and said, "Can you tell fortunes?"
San Ling nodded.
"President, this kid is a liar at first glance, you..."
Mu Jingheng raised his hand to interrupt him, keeping his eyes on San Ling, "Who did you learn fortune telling from?"
San Ling said without reservation, "My mother."
Mu Jingheng's breath suffocated again, "Where is your mother?"
Upon hearing this, Sang Ling turned his head and looked in one direction, "I'm going to the bathroom."
Qin Liang's lips twitched when he heard this, thinking that this mother is really very neurotic.
He actually left such a young child in a crowded airport and went to the bathroom by himself without fear of being stolen.
After Mu Jingheng was silent for a moment, he raised his hand and touched Sang Ling's head, "Did you just say you wanted to go home with your uncle?"
Sang Ling nodded vigorously when he heard this.
Mu Jingheng curled his lips and raised his hands to pick him up, "Then let's go home."
Qin Liang, who was following him, was shocked when he saw this.
While carrying his luggage and following Mu Jingheng's footsteps, he said: "No, CEO, do you really want to take this little kid home? Didn't he say that his mother went to the bathroom? Prove that this kid has At home, his mother will come out later and find out that the child is missing, how anxious she should be."
(End of chapter)