Abstinence Admiral Don't Bite, the Softer Mermaid Top Thug

Chapter 204 Xiaoyu's Pain

Although Jing Xiaoyu was young, she roughly understood what was being said, and her emotions, which had just calmed down, broke down again.

He hugged his father's neck even tighter, breathing heavily, and his sobs rose.

"No!...Don't take Daddy away! Xiaoyu doesn't want to be separated from Daddy!..."

However, the group did not move aside.

Chen Yan looked at Lu Lianbai with some difficulty and said:

"Dr. Lu, we hope you will cooperate with the base's review process."

Lu Lianbai slowly shifted his gaze from Jing Weimian, who stood motionless behind him, and after a long pause, he said:
"I understand. Could you give me a little more time? I'd like to go in and speak to my child alone for a few minutes."

Chen Yan turned his head and asked General Jing for permission with his eyes. After receiving General Jing's permission, he nodded to Lu Lianbai in agreement.

Afterwards, Lu Lianbai carried the crying cub back into the room.

No one knows how Lu Lianbai coaxed the child, but about five or six minutes later, when Lu Lianbai brought the child out again, the little guy seemed to have been soothed.

Wearing a neat little blue backpack, she stood obediently and quietly beside Lu Lianbai's legs.

Her eyes and nose were still very red, clearly indicating that she had just cried again in the house.

Lu Lianbai also carried a backpack in his other hand, handed it to Chen Yan for inspection, and whispered instructions:
"These are Jing Xiaoyu's daily necessities. If Vice General Chen has any questions, you can look at the notes on the top of the interlayer. I have made detailed annotations."

He paused, then looked down at the adorable boy nestled beside him, before speaking to Chen Yan:

"Before the review is over, the child has already gone through a lot of trouble, Vice General Chen."

Chen Yan took the backpack, treating it entirely as a mission assigned to him by General Jing, and nodded to Lu Lianbai in assurance:

"Don't worry, Dr. Lu, I will definitely take good care of your child."

As Chen Yan spoke, he bent down and extended his hand to the little boy in a friendly manner, "Xiao Yu, shall we come with Uncle Chen?"

It's probably because Lu Lianbai had already given the child these instructions beforehand while he was in the house.

When Jing Xiaoyu saw Chen Yan reach out his hand, she seemed somewhat resistant to a stranger, and slowly rolled her big, wet eyes in unease.

But encouraged by Lu Lianbai, he finally mustered up the courage to hand over his little hand and let Chen Yan lead him to his side.

Before Chen Yan was about to take him away, he couldn't help but pout.

Trying hard to suppress her feelings of grievance, she looked up at her father and said:
"Dad, remember to come pick up Xiaoyu soon."

Lu Lianbai smiled faintly and nodded: "Yes, Dad will."

As she was carried onto the starship and left, Jing Xiaoyu leaned against the porthole, almost unable to hold back her tears.

She remembered her father's words and was afraid that if she cried, she would lose control of her tears and they would turn into little pearls, revealing that she was a baby mermaid.

She could only bite her lip tightly, bury her face between her two little hands, and desperately try to hold back her tears.

When Jing Weimian returned to the rest cabin where the little guy was after receiving a call from the military base, she saw Chen Yan squatting next to the sofa where the little guy was sitting, patiently comforting him.

As soon as Jing Weimian walked in, the child, who had been gradually calmed down, seemed to keenly sense something.

Her damp eyelashes trembled, and as she looked at Jing Weimian approaching, her small face clearly showed fear.

For some reason, this gave Jing Weimian an increasingly indescribable sense of unease.

Her expression remained calm and indifferent. She stopped a few steps away from the sofa, lowered her eyes, and asked him, "What are you afraid of me for?"

Jing Xiaoyu dared not look at her anymore, lowered her head, hugged the water bottle in her arms, and did not dare to utter a sound.

Chen Yan, who was standing nearby, also noticed that the atmosphere was a bit off and hurriedly explained:

"General, Xiaoyu is probably still adjusting because she just separated from Dr. Lu..."

Jing Weimian looked at the little guy who was sitting restlessly in front of her, remained silent for a moment, and accepted the reason Chen Yan gave.

She tried to change her image in front of the little one, and unusually offered a few words of explanation: "Your father is just cooperating with the relevant investigation at the base. Once the investigation is over and it is confirmed that he has nothing to do with this, he will naturally come to pick you up and take you home."

Despite this, the little one still didn't dare to lift his head, only letting out a trembling, pitiful "Mmm..."

Jing Weimian knew perfectly well that the little guy was even more afraid of her than she had imagined.

Therefore, her presence here will only frighten and unsettle the child.

Jing Weimian frowned, but ultimately looked away and turned to Chen Yan, saying:

"Keep a close eye on the child, and let me know immediately if there are any problems."

After all, Lu Lianbai is still in the investigation phase, and she has a responsibility to ensure the child's safety.

However, just as she turned to walk out...

Suddenly, the crisp hem of his military uniform was gently tugged at from behind.

Jing Weimian paused for a moment, then turned her head to take a look.

A soft, white, delicate little hand reached out and grabbed the hem of her clothes with a few curled little fingers.

The little one seemed to have mustered up his courage to do this, tilting his little face up to her timidly and pleading softly, "Don't go..."

Jing Weimian found it difficult to describe how she felt at that moment.

Her lowered eyes flickered almost imperceptibly as she stared at the little one's pitiful face, still wet from crying, and asked softly:
"Aren't you afraid of me?"

Jing Xiaoyu didn't know how to answer. She still looked like a pitiful little girl, terrified, but her little hands bravely clung to her clothes, her voice trembling as she spoke:

"Be good, Xiaoyu, I won't bother you, don't go..."

Chen Yan watched this scene with astonishment. Seeing Jing Weimian lower her eyes and remain silent, he assumed that their general was indifferent to the matter, but in the end, he couldn't help but speak up for this lovable little fellow:

"General, I think Xiaoyu is quite sensible. Why don't we let Xiaoyu stay with us for now?"

Jing Weimian subtly withdrew her gaze and said, "Whatever."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out.

Chen Yan helped Jing Xiaoyu pick up her schoolbag, "Honey, hurry up and follow, the General has agreed!"

Jing Xiaoyu blinked her big, wet eyes in a daze, finally came to her senses, and huffed and puffed as she slung her backpack over her shoulder and followed.

Upon arriving at the base, accompanied by Uncle Chen Yan, Jing Xiaoyu followed closely behind Jing Weimian.

Jing Weimian walked ahead, listening to the reports from the fleet members at the command center. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of something and slowed her pace slightly.

It wasn't until she returned to her office by elevator that Jing Weimian dismissed the others and made a last-minute arrangement for Chen Yan to fetch a document from another floor for her.

Throughout the entire process, Jing Xiaoyu sat obediently in a corner of the sofa, holding her schoolbag and occasionally feeding herself a sip or two of water.

Jing Weimian had just finished dealing with the urgent matters at her desk when she belatedly realized something and looked up towards the sofa—

The little guy was hugging his own legs, gazing longingly in her direction.

But the moment she looked at him, he quickly lowered his head again.

Jing Weimian raised an eyebrow, realizing something, and turned off the light screen in front of her.

She got up and walked over to the sofa, looked at his tightly hugged calves, and asked in a nonchalant tone, "What's wrong with your feet?"

Jing Xiaoyu shook her head vigorously.

Jing Weimian looked at him, remaining calm and silent.

Seeing this, Jing Xiaoyu thought that she was angry with her, and immediately let go of her little hands that were hugging her legs.

She looked up, hesitated for a moment, and then, with a hint of grievance, truthfully told her, "Xiaoyu's foot hurts..."