Spoiled Sparrow

The little dumpling landed at Ruan Qing's feet, holding a toy snowball in its hand.

Ruan Qing recognized her at a glance as He Xun Nan's daughter. She turned around and saw He Xun Nan standing not far away, watching them.

Lin Yun'en leaned close to Ruan Qing's ear and asked, "Why is that refined and handsome guy looking at you so gently? Tell me honestly, what's your relationship? Why does she call you 'Mom'?"

As she spoke, she pointed at the little one who was hugging her leg.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she lowered her head, the little dumpling burst into tears, and the hall was instantly filled with the immersive sound of a baby crying.

Lin Yun'en awkwardly withdrew her hand and shook her head dumbly, "I didn't touch her."

Ruan Qing smiled and picked Youyou up. At this moment, He Xunnan also came over and took Youyou from her.

"I'm sorry, the child was too lively, I couldn't keep an eye on him for a moment."

His clear and gentle features exude a scholarly air, and his voice is like a flowing mountain stream, refreshing and delightful.

Having seen many unpredictable bigwigs in Beijing's elite circles like Fu Chen, Lin Yun'en was somewhat unaccustomed to seeing such a different kind of handsome man, and forced a fake smile.

Her keen mind immediately noticed that the man's gaze kept falling on Ruan Qing, so she tactfully took two steps back behind Ruan Qing.

Ruan Qing: "It's okay, she's so cute, I forgive her."

Although Xiao Youyou was being held by He Xunnan, half of her body was leaning against Ruan Qing, and she insisted on sticking close to "Mommy".

Ruan Qing pinched Youyou's fair and tender little face, her sweet voice incredibly cute: "Little darling, why do you always call me 'Auntie' and 'Mommy'? Your mommy will be sad if she hears it~"

"It's Mommy, the mommy in my dreams is you..."

Xiao Youyou's emotions came on suddenly; the child who was all smiles just a second ago suddenly started crying.

"Waaaah... Mommy, don't you want Yoyo anymore?"

"How could that be? Mommy wants you." Ruan Qing didn't know what to do, so she had no choice but to agree first, and cast a pleading look at He Xun Nan.

After He Xunnan comforted the child for a while, the child cried until he was exhausted and fell fast asleep on his shoulder.

It's truly unexpected that a CEO worth over 100 million would personally take care of his child.

"Are you asleep?" Ruan Qing asked somewhat shyly.

"Hmm." He Xunnan looked at Ruan Qing and hesitated, "Actually... Youyou was an abandoned baby, and I adopted her. I don't have a lover, so she doesn't actually have a mother."

"I think she's at an age where she needs maternal love, which is why she considers you her mother."

This reason hit Ruan Qingxin like a heavy punch, and she regretted asking the question.

"Excuse me."

He Xunnan: "It's okay, she might not be like this when she's a little older."

"How can that be!" Ruan Qing suddenly became agitated, and Lin Yun'en immediately patted her shoulder to comfort her.

Children without mothers are like drifting dandelions, not knowing where their home is.

Ruan Qing suddenly thought of herself and impulsively said, "President He, why don't you let me be Youyou's godmother?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Yun'en's vision went black, and she jerked her hand holding the IV drip, causing Ruan Qing's blood vessels to swell back.

"hiss."

In front of He Xunnan, Lin Yunen leaned close to Ruan Qing's ear and said, "My dear aunt, are you crazy? This is no small matter. This is for ancestral worship and incense offering. If Fu Chen finds out, we're doomed."

If Fu Chen found out that Ruan Qing had recognized another man's daughter as her goddaughter, Fu Chen would immediately come to kill her.

She understood the reasoning Lin Yun'en was giving, but seeing Youyou reminded her of herself being abandoned.

She made up her mind: "Mr. He, I'm serious."

He Xun Nan's eyes flickered slightly, and he gently raised his gaze: "Alright, I've always felt that Youyou and you are destined for each other; this is her good fortune."

He seemed to agree readily, but a deeper meaning was hidden in his eyes.

Lin Yun'en stood to the side, helplessly rubbing her forehead, her expression complex, becoming a witness to the "mother and daughter" duo.

From the corner of the corridor, Chen Yan saw everything clearly.

He rubbed his palms together, and finally deleted the video from his phone.

The relationship between Brother Chen and his wife cannot withstand further damage. The cooperation between President Fu and President He is still in the evaluation stage, which is very important for whether Fu Chen can break away from the Fu family and allow the new company to gain a foothold.

From any perspective, he believed that Miss Ruan's affair with President He must be kept secret.

He silently withdrew, pretending he hadn't seen anything.

In the days that followed, Ruan Qing was still under Fu Chen's surveillance after being discharged from the hospital. Although she was able to go out, she was always followed by Chen Yan.

Fortunately, Fu Chen hadn't been home for three days, so Ruan Qing was happy to be carefree.

The two days she spent with Youyou truly healed her depressed mood.

She sat cross-legged on the carpet, draped in a loose, soft scarf, surrounded by exquisite gift boxes and ribbons.

She packed the birthday gifts she had chosen for Youyou into gift boxes one by one, tied them with ribbon bows, and picked up a pen to write a greeting card.

Suddenly, the sound of a door opening came from the entryway.

Fu Chen pushed open the door and walked in, his black trench coat radiating the damp chill of winter. As soon as he entered, Ruan Qing shivered.

Under the warm light, Ruan Qing lowered her eyes and focused on writing. Her waist-length hair partially covered her delicate profile, and she didn't even glance at him when he walked in.

Fu Chen remained silent and sat down opposite her.

His deep gaze was fixed on her, watching her quietly as she took care of these things.

His gaze was so intense that it was impossible for Ruan Qing not to notice it.

She stopped what she was doing, glared at him, and said, "Fu Chen, are you bored?"

Her voice carried suppressed emotions and displeasure, but to Fu Chen it was a signal to break the ice.

She finally paid attention to him.

This is the first thing Ruan Qing has said to him since they arrived at the hospital.

"You've just recovered, why aren't you resting?" His voice was low, his commanding tone restrained, and he tried his best to be gentle: "You can leave these things to the people below."

Seeing that Ruan Qing's expression wasn't very good, he immediately changed the subject: "Do you like any of the new early spring fashion jewelry? Have someone send them over tomorrow."

Ruan Qing remained silent.

Fu Chen's patience was nearing its limit. He would rather Ruan Qing hit or scold him than ignore him like this.

He half-encircled Ruan Qing in his arms, his warm breath gently brushing against her collarbone, and he gently bit down with extreme restraint.

"Sweetie, stop making a fuss, okay?"

He noticed her slight trembling, and Fu Chen became even more audacious.

He took her hand and placed it on his face, gently stroking her palm with his lips.

next second.

A slap, carrying the fragrance of magnolia blossoms, landed heavily on the man's face.