Hearing this sentence, Mingzhe paused obviously, and didn't force himself, he stroked the boy's little head, and said softly, "If you don't do it, then don't do it."
After all, he was his friend's only son, and he didn't really want to snatch it to be his own son. Seeing the boy with red and swollen eyes tightly holding the jade pendant and looking timidly at him, the man's hard-hearted heart softened again.
"Ah Qing will just call me like that in the future."
Seeing the boy nodding obediently, Mingzhe put down his hands and said, "Let's go downstairs for dinner."
"Um."
He Qing responded in a low voice, got up and got out of bed, and when he stood on the expensive floor stand, he looked at the obviously cold and hard-furnished rooms around him, with a confused expression on his face.
"Don't you like it here?"
Mingzhe took the boy's hand, and the soft feeling that seemed to break at the touch made him lose some strength, "This is my room, your room is next to it, and the servant is cleaning it."
He Qing nodded obediently, carefully surveying the surrounding environment with some swollen eyes, and even walked as lightly as possible.
He felt that he was covering it up very well, but he forgot that his hand was still being held by a man. Mingzhe lowered his eyes slightly, feeling the soft palm of the boy who was sweating a little from the nervousness in his hand, and his eyes fell on him pursing his lips. fair little face.
The man only felt that what he was holding in his hand was like a small animal that had just stepped into human society. It was very pitiful that he was afraid of being hurt and had to stand up to face it.
Pity that he just lost his parents, Mingzhe has 120% patience with this little guy who has just stepped into his territory.
"If you are afraid at night, come to my room."
Hearing these words, the little boy seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and loosened his hold on the man.
Mingzhe’s family is still very big, and he has always upheld the belief that if he earns money, he must spend it, and he can’t treat himself badly if he treats anyone badly, so he took He Qing’s hand and walked down the long stairs, sitting in a gorgeous and expensive At the dining table, the servants served more expensive dishes one by one.
Because Mingzhe has lived abroad for seven years, the dishes on the table are basically Western food.
The boy was placed next to Mingzhe, looking at the plate in front of him with a look of bewilderment.
He was small, sitting on a chair, with short legs dangling in the air, not daring to move, looking at the dinner plate in front of him, the eyes that had shed too many tears in the past few days were filled with tears again.
Mingzhe was just about to eat, when he turned his head and saw the beautiful boy with his mouth pursed and tears in his eyes, he was stunned for a moment.
"What's wrong?"
He thought that his words were considered gentle, but unfortunately his appearance was too cold, and he said it as if he was reprimanding him. He Qing was so frightened that the tears that were only rolling in his eyes immediately fell down. It landed on the dinner plate with a clatter.
Seeing that he just cried and didn't speak, Mingzhe simply put down the fork and asked patiently, "Is there something uncomfortable? Or do you miss Mom and Dad?"
He Qing wiped away his tears and began to sob softly. While sobbing, he said in an aggrieved voice, "No, I won't eat by myself..."
"What?"
The boy's voice was originally low, but mixed with crying and sobbing, Mingzhe really couldn't hear it clearly.
His voice was a little louder, and He Qing trembled in fright, thinking in his heart that he was trying to hurt him, so he cried even harder.
He Qing is cute, she sits on a chair much bigger than herself, she cries softly, and wipes her tears with the back of her hand from time to time. My heart is soft, but I can't just let He Qing cry like this forever.
Fortunately, the housekeeper who had been waiting by the side rescued him, "Master He probably doesn't know how to eat by himself."
Hearing this, the man frowned, "You still can't eat by yourself at the age of seven?"
When he was seven years old, didn't he always eat by himself
The boy cried for a while, thinking that he was disgusted with him, so he didn't dare to cry anymore, but his appearance of lowering his head and sobbing and trying not to cry was more pitiful than crying.
Mingzhe had no choice but to hold his forehead, afraid that He Qing would be afraid of life, so he had to go into battle by himself, "Come on, uncle, stop crying."
What a squeamish little guy, he clearly remembered that He Zhiwen said before that after giving birth to a son, he would never be pampered, why did he become like this.
After finally holding the little boy in his arms, after a little bit of eating, it was already past noon, he hugged the boy up without any effort, and coaxed him softly, "Uncle is going to work in the afternoon, please stay at home obediently, okay?" ?”
He Qing's eyes were full of uneasiness when he heard that he was going to be left alone in this strange place, he could see that he was very scared, Mingzhe almost thought that he would cry and not let him go, but unexpectedly, The boy nodded obediently with red eyes.
He whispered in a hoarse voice, "I'm waiting for uncle at home."
This timid and well-behaved appearance made Mingzhe half soften. He touched He Qing's little head and softened his voice, "I promise to be back soon."
Seeing him opening his eyes and nodding obediently, the man straightened up and said in a magnetic voice, "Housekeeper, Ah Qing will live at home from now on."
The housekeeper understood and quickly changed his words, "I will take good care of the young master."
Mingzhe carried the boy in his arms and went to the cleaned room.
The temporarily arranged room was full of childishness, there was even a big fluffy pillow on the bed, the boy was curled up in the man's arms obediently, his eyes were bright but a little timid.
"Do you like it?" Mingzhe really couldn't appreciate this style of room, and when he was thinking about rearranging it, he heard He Qing's soft voice with a little surprise.
"like… "
Mingzhe could even feel the little arms of the child in his arms hugging a little tighter, as if expressing his gratitude.
Next to the ear, there is the boy's small voice of thanks, "Thank you uncle..."
The voice was delicate and soft, like a feather fluttering in Mingzhe's heart.
The man's cold heart had already softened, he thought, finally he understood why so many people like children so much, if his future children are so obedient and obedient, it would be nice to have one.
Such a thought flashed by, Mingzhe put He Qing on the bed properly, saw his cute appearance stretching out his little hand to get the slippers, but he couldn't pull them off no matter what, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he squatted down body, and easily helped him take off his shoes.
The little one wasn't even as big as his palm being pinched by him. The man lowered his head and tore off the fluffy socks with the pictures of chicks, exposing his white little feet.
"Okay, get under the quilt!"
After helping the boy take off his shoes, Mingzhe got up, hugged his small body into the quilt, and covered him carefully.
There is a TV on the opposite side of the bed. He turned on the TV and sat beside the bed with the remote control, "Can you use the remote control?"
He Qing sat on the soft bed with a big pillow next to him, his body relaxed a little, and he nodded obediently, "It will work."
After handing over the remote control to him, watching the boy change the channel by himself, and confirming that he would indeed, Mingzhe heaved a sigh of relief.
"Okay, then watch TV obediently, see if there is a button here, press it if you want anything, and the butler will come."
Seeing that He Qing nodded in response, the man stood up, walked to the door with his slender legs, and looked back worriedly.
The boy was sitting on the bed, his fair face was full of reluctance, and he was blinking his big eyes at himself.
Mingzhe almost turned around and carried him to the company, but reason told him he couldn't do that, so he could only smile and said softly, "I'll be back soon." Then he went out and closed the door.
Mingzhe has been developing abroad before, and he has plans to return to China, but who knows that when He Zhiwen has an accident, he raises He Qing, and of course all the properties of the He family will be taken over by him.
It is not without reason to say that He Zhiwen left a will for Mingzhe to raise He Qing.
There are countless relatives in the He family, but none of them is reliable. If the son is handed over to them, it will definitely not be much better.
Mingzhe is different, he is not an upright person, but he will never covet the property left for him by the parents of a child who has lost his parents and has no self-protection ability. Don't worry.
Knowing what He Zhiwen was thinking, the man felt a little troublesome at first, but these troubles disappeared without a trace after being in contact with the boy for a long time.
This kid is really cute.
Keep it up, and when he grows up a bit, teach him well so that he can continue to take over the He family in the future.
Thinking of the reluctance of the child sitting on the bed eagerly looking at him before he left, and the look of not being able to eat by himself, being wronged and wiping away tears, Mingzhe held the pen in his hand, and a smile flashed across his eyes.
She is really clingy and delicate. If children are like this, then getting married and having children seems to be quite good.
Just as he was thinking, the phone ding-dong, and He Qing's physical examination report came out.
The man looked at it, his eyebrows furrowed involuntarily.
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The man who usually worked overtime until after ten o'clock returned home early today. Seeing the housekeeper coming to welcome him, he subconsciously looked upstairs.
"What is Ah Qing doing?"
The housekeeper replied respectfully, "The young master said before that he was sleepy and wanted to sleep."
are you asleep
Feeling a little uneasy, Mingzhe went upstairs, opened the boy's room, walked lightly to the bed, but found that there was no one on the bed.
He was startled, and subconsciously wanted to go downstairs to ask the housekeeper, but before he took a step, he remembered that there were so many servants upstairs and downstairs, how could He Qing not let He Qing get lost, so he slowly let go of his concern .
But, where did He Qing go
Soon everyone in the villa was busy looking for it. The man frowned, feeling a little worried.
The butler came over, "Sir, I searched all the rooms, but I couldn't find the young master. Don't worry, I've sent someone to check the surveillance cameras, and I'll know where the young master is right away."
Mingzhe is not worried about finding a boy, but he is afraid that He Qing will be scared by himself. He is still so young, raised by his parents who can't even eat by himself, and has never been to school since he was seven years old. In which corner to hide and cry.
Thinking that the boy would be afraid to cry in a place where he could not see, the man's brows became tighter and tighter.
He Qing is obedient and clever, how could he sneak out of the room alone
The servants searched the entire villa, but they couldn't find it. Where could he hide
No, the man stopped in his tracks.
There is another place that others dare not go to.
The man turned around quickly and went to his own room next to him, opened the door gently, and saw a small bulge under the quilt in the middle of the bed.
Sure enough, he came here, he breathed a sigh of relief, stepped forward lightly, and the butler hurriedly followed.
Mingzhe gently lifted the quilt, and He Qing was lying curled up inside, his small body undulating slightly, feeling the light, the boy's pink lips squirmed uneasy, unconsciously stretched out his little hand, and put his thumb in it. In the mouth, the expression calmed down again.
Seeing this, the butler asked in a low voice, "Sir, let me take the young master to the next room to sleep."
He knew that Mingzhe always hated other people entering his room.
"Forget it." The man looked at the boy who was curled up on the big bed and looked even smaller, his eyes flickered with doting.
He lowered his voice, being careful not to disturb He Qing, "Don't wake him up, let him sleep in my room tonight."
The housekeeper's eyes were full of surprise. He was already surprised that He Qing could stay in Mingzhe's room for the time being today. He didn't expect Mr. Ming to be so fond of this young master who came by air.
After he went out lightly, only Mingzhe and the sleeping boy were left in the room.
The man touched his little head, carefully hugged him on the pillow, not daring to make too much noise, lay on another pillow by himself, and slowly closed his eyes.
He heard the boy's soft breathing, and he raised his lips slightly.
It must be nice to raise a child with such a child by your side.