Chapter 9 Chapter 9 Workaholic Dad 9

Even if I want to tell Zhuozhuo, I can't tell him tonight, otherwise how will the child sleep?

For the first time, Qin Jin slept very uneasily at night with an escapist mentality, his mind full of random thoughts. In the end, he simply sat by the bed and watched Zhuo Zhuo sleep, fearing that she would have telepathy like mother-son connection.

The next day, after breakfast, Zhuozhuo sat in the child seat, waiting for Qin Jin to take her down. She stretched out her hand for a moment, then realized that Qin Jin was distracted. "Dad, what are you thinking about? Why aren't you looking at me?"

Qin Jin put down the spoon, untied Zhuozhuo's bib, held her in his arms, and slowly asked, "Is Zhuozhuo happy with Daddy?"

"Happy!" Zhuozhuo answered with full energy, hugged Qin Jin's neck and kissed him on the cheek, "I like Qin Jin, Daddy."

Qin Jin's anxiety eased somewhat, but then came a worsening of heartache and helplessness. He even blamed Wu Jingqiu for dying so quickly, wondering why he hadn't waited a few more days until Zhuozhuo became more dependent on him.

Despite this, Qin Jin decided to tell Zhuo Zhuo the news. She didn't need anyone to hide the news about Wu Jingqiu for any reason. "Zhuo Zhuo, do you still remember your mother?"

Zhuozhuo nodded vigorously, thinking of the scene before they parted, and tears welled up in his eyes. "Mom fainted."

Qin Jin felt a pang of pain in his heart and whispered, "Mom is gone."

This was too euphemistic for a three-year-old child. Zhuozhuo didn't understand and nodded in agreement, saying sadly, "Mom isn't here."

Qin Jin hardened his heart and said directly, "Mom is dead."

Zhuozhuo was stunned. Before his brain could react, his mouth instinctively opened wide and he started crying.

9972, who knew what Qin Jin was going to say the moment he opened his mouth, had been waiting for the right moment, ready to comfort Zhuozhuo. He couldn't explain it to Zhuozhuo ahead of time, lest Zhuozhuo's reaction be inappropriate and arouse suspicion. Now that Zhuozhuo was crying, and Qin Jin was anxiously trying to comfort her, he could do the same.

[Baby, Mommy is fine. Qin Jin wasn't talking about Mommy, he was talking about the woman who dropped you off at Grandma's door two days ago.]

Zhuozhuo was crying so hard that she couldn't speak. She was talking to 9972 in her mind, "Really?"

[Really? This woman is called Wu Jingqiu. She gave you a small flower umbrella. Do you still remember her? She's not your mother. She's just a strange aunt.]

The burning tears did not stop, and she asked doubtfully: "Can a stranger die?"

Zhuozhuo didn't actually have a deep impression of Wu Jingqiu. If Qin Jin had told her directly that Wu Jingqiu was dead, she probably wouldn't have cried, but would have been sad for a short while, simply the sadness of a child who had prematurely gained a deep understanding of death. But 9972's words instilled a different kind of fear in Zhuozhuo.

9972 paused for a moment. "Have you forgotten, baby? You came here and needed an identity. Wu Jingqiu is a temporary character created to complete your identity. Once the mission is completed, she will disappear. She is not a real person, and it is hard to say whether she is alive or dead."

Zhuozhuo didn't understand, so he just asked according to his own understanding, "Will I be able to see her again?"

[Yes, but this world cannot.]

Just seeing him again was enough to comfort Zhuo Zhuo. She buried her face in Qin Jin's neck and cried, "Daddy, I want a small flower umbrella."

"Okay, Dad will buy them for you, one of each color." The fact that he could make a request showed that his emotions were almost over, and Qin Jin was overjoyed.

"Don't buy it. I want my little flower umbrella." Zhuozhuo shook his head like a rattle. "I took the little flower umbrella with me when I went to look for dad."

Qin Jin couldn't remember what the little flower umbrella was, so he said he'd take Zhuo Zhuo to the company to look for it. Zhuo Zhuo was so anxious he was about to cry again, so 9972 quickly said, "Don't cry, baby. You gave the little flower umbrella to Qian Wei. Qian Wei put it in the umbrella bucket. It's still there. You'll see it when you get to the company."

Qin Jin also realized it and called Qian Wei to get the information about the small flower umbrella. He then contacted the technicians to connect the company's surveillance to the computer at home and showed Zhuo Zhuo the small flower umbrella in the umbrella bucket.

Zhuozhuo sat in Qin Jin's arms, staring at the computer screen eagerly. After a while, he turned his head to look at Qin Jin and said aggrievedly: "I can't recognize it."

Qin Jin's heart sank. If he had known, he would have just found a random picture to get by. Just as this thought came to his mind, he heard Zhuo Zhuo say trustingly: "If Dad says it is, it is it. Dad will not lie to me."

“…”

Qin Jin was upset. He was completely controlled by this little guy. He sighed and said, "Yes, Daddy won't lie to you."

After coaxing Zhuo Zhuo into giving him a good time, Qin Jin brought his men to the company and immediately found the small flower umbrella. He thought Zhuo Zhuo would treasure the umbrella very much, and was also worried that Zhuo Zhuo would become attached to it, so he thought about how to coax him all the way.

However, after Qin Jin secretly observed for a while, he found that Zhuozhuo just put the small flower umbrella in the drawer of his cabinet and forgot about it. His mood was not affected at all, and he was having a lot of fun playing with Wangwang and Wuwu.

Qin Jin felt something was wrong. After thinking about it, he could only assume that Zhuozhuo and Wu Jingqiu had a shallow relationship.

Two days passed like this, and Zhuozhuo had become familiar with the president's office. He no longer stayed in Qin Jin's office all the time, but took Wangwang Wuwu for a stroll, and would go up to talk to whoever was free.

Say things like "Sister, what do you do for a living?", "Auntie, you've worked hard", "Brother, you're so handsome and awesome".

Like a mascot, he charmed the assistant secretaries into a trance, bringing them delicious treats and fun things every day. To be chosen by Zhuo to play with him and receive his praise, everyone's work enthusiasm soared, and their efficiency soared.

The president's office used to be filled with a serious and solemn atmosphere, but now laughter and joy drift out from time to time. If you don't know, you might think it's a young startup company.

However, the strict workaholic Qin Jin had no intention of stopping this and only asked that it not affect the work.

When she woke up that morning, Zhuozhuo was wearing a black skirt with a small white flower pinned on her chest. He was also wearing the same color. She asked curiously: "Dad, is this a parent-child outfit?"

"No," Qin Jin said with a heavy heart, worried that Zhuo Zhuo would cry, "Let's go to the funeral."

"What's a funeral?"

"Send the deceased away."

Zhuozhuo seemed to understand, pondering it for a while, and suddenly asked 9972, "You take me away, are you my funeral?"

9972 Helpless, [No.]

At this time, Qin Jin carried Zhuo Zhuo out of the car. Zhuo Zhuo did not ask any more questions, but looked at the mourning hall curiously. She seemed to feel the solemn and sad atmosphere, and she felt a little depressed. She silently let Qin Jin take her to bow and burn incense.

Suddenly, Zhuozhuo pointed at the portrait in the mourning hall and asked softly, "Dad, who is this aunt? She's so beautiful."

9972 was about to make another sharp explosion. What was the difference between Zhuozhuo's words and self-destruction? Ahhh!

[Baby, stop talking.]

Qin Jin looked into Zhuozhuo's clear, childish eyes. After a moment, he slowly said, "This is an aunt who has passed away."

"Oh." Zhuozhuo didn't think of Wu Jingqiu at all. He just asked casually and started looking around to see something new.

9972 wanted to remind Zhuozhuo, but was afraid that she would be discovered if she reacted unnaturally, so he simply gave up on himself and was ready to start the emergency escape procedure at any time, ready to take Zhuozhuo away.

Qin Jin didn't seem to notice anything unusual. He didn't say anything else and left with Zhuo Zhuo.

Seeing this, 9972 was so nervous that he was about to smoke.

Qin Jin had originally arranged Wu Jingqiu's funeral, and he hadn't invited anyone else to attend. He planned to bury her after completing the formalities. As her daughter, Zhuozhuo had to be present, so Qin Jin had worked hard the past two days and specially made time for today just to be with her.

Now Qin Jin has left with Zhuo Zhuo, gone!

Qin Jin was a cautious person; he wouldn't act rashly unless he was certain. He must have discovered something fishy about Zhuozhuo's identity, and he was about to make trouble!

9972 was highly focused. It wanted to take Zhuozhu away as soon as possible to prevent Zhuozhu from being scared by the big devil.

Zhuozhuo had no idea what 9972 was thinking, so he happily went to Qin Jin's room to play. Qin Jin was very efficient. After Zhuozhuo chose the decoration style, he sent someone to work on it the next day. By the time they got home that evening, their room was completely new.

It was just that Zhuozhuo liked to cling to Qin Jin and didn't want to go back to her room to sleep at night. Qin Jin didn't force her but didn't spoil her either. He even had someone build a small floating bed next to the big bed for Zhuozhuo to sleep on.

Zhuozhuo took off his shoes and crawled back and forth between the big bed and the small bed. Suddenly, Qin Jin called him over to look at the computer.

Above is a photo of Wu Jingqiu.

Zhuozhuo recognized her immediately and said, "It's the beautiful aunt!"

Once again, I was unable to stop 9972. [……] Never mind.

Qin Jin's expression didn't change noticeably. He asked naturally, "Were Zhuozhuo's parents good to you?"

"That's great! I'm mom and dad's darling." Zhuozhuo stood on the bed, opened his arms, drew a big heart, and blew a kiss to Mua.

"Does Zhuozhuo still remember the names of his parents?"

"My father's name is A Song and my mother's name is Yan Yan."

Qin Jin showed no sign of surprise and continued, "Zhuozhuo is amazing. Do you still remember where you used to live with your parents?"

Zhuozhuo was stuck. This sentence was a bit abstract. She thought for a moment and said, "I live in Wucheng. I'm from Wucheng. My hometown is Juping."

The names of two cities that didn't belong to this world came out, and 9972 was already disheartened. Qin Jin, however, remained calm, "What is Mom and Dad's home like?"

"It's not a three-story house, it's a one-story house." Thinking of something happy, Zhuozhuo gestured and shook his head and said, "Mom and Dad sleep in this room, and Zhuozhuo sleeps here too. Next to it is Zhuozhuo's room, with toys and photos in it."

She thought for a moment, pointed in another direction, and continued, "There are a lot of books and computers in the room over here. The farthest room has a piano, a guzheng, a pipa, and many other instruments. Mom plays them beautifully. This big area is the living room, where Mom and Dad watch TV together. There's also a kitchen..."

Zhuozhuo said: "I like living at home, but I have to go to the hospital frequently. There are many grandparents, uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters in the hospital, and I like them too."