Chapter 42 Dad is too fragile, baby takes care of father^^ (Double update...)

42

It's over, he knew it was over.

Merchants are driven by profit; this is an ingrained instinct.

The fact that his wife and children had left him made the CEO even more tense.

The Maybach sped toward the capital airport like lightning, as if enacting a life-or-death race.

However, due to the approaching holiday, a large number of ride-hailing vehicles lined up and caused a traffic jam on the elevated bridge at the entrance of the international departure terminal.

Bian Xun: "..."

Time ticked by, and the atmosphere inside the car grew tense.

Bian Xun's voice was slightly hoarse: "How much longer until the flight takes off?"

"There are only a dozen minutes left before boarding closes." Assistant Zhang looked at his boss in the driver's seat, his heart pounding.

Why is Mr. Bian's face so pale?

Assistant Zhang tentatively asked, "Miss Ning's flight is almost over boarding, Mr. Bian. The next flight to the capital of S country is in five hours. Would you like me to book you a first-class ticket for that flight?"

Bian Xun's pale forehead was slightly damp with sweat. "No need, I need to catch up with her."

In those two minutes, he had managed to calm himself down.

The relative relationship between the deduction and distance is not difficult to calculate and does not require model analysis.

The distance from the city center to the wedding venue is approximately 150 kilometers, resulting in a balance loss rate of 10 yuan per second.

If she were to fly away from Beijing and be 8,000 kilometers away from him, roughly speaking, 500 yuan would evaporate from his bank account every second.

Five hundred in the blink of an eye, thirty thousand in a minute.

Every moment of his life—from going to the toilet, drinking water, sitting down—has a price. The CEO has to pay for his expensive lifestyle at all times.

It costs 1.8 million if she's not with him for even an hour.

Leaving him for a whole day costs 43.2 million.

This capitalist, whose wealth rivaled that of a nation, met his fate.

But, more important than the loss of balance is—

Why would his future self do this?

I was sweating profusely as I searched, and I was also examining myself.

He is in good health, has no family history of mental illness, and no genetic defects. Judging from his daughter's condition five years later, he should be a normal father.

Therefore, it's impossible that he did all this five years later simply because he was mentally unstable.

Having the child bring the black card and creating a strong "financial" connection between herself and Ning Ye seems more like deliberate guidance or some kind of suggestion.

Otherwise, he doesn't think he'd be foolish enough to bankrupt his five-year-old self.

There must be some more hidden reason...

For example, are there any rules governing the world that he doesn't know about?

On the surface, these unexpected events seemed to bring him closer to Ning Ye. But Bian Xun believed it wouldn't be that simple. After all, even without all these external forces, wouldn't he have gotten closer?

Bian Xun coldly closed his eyes, a burning sensation rising in his heart.

He never denied that he was a purely profit-driven businessman, and he didn't think he truly possessed the so-called conscience and social responsibility of an entrepreneur.

He was aware of this from the beginning, and it was precisely because of his indifferent and profit-driven nature that he was able to truly seize power and rise to the top.

That's right.

But at this moment, in addition to the physical distance between him and Ning Ye, the widening psychological distance also made him feel a sense of panic.

Ning Ye's business trip lasted for a week.

In a foreign land, raising a child alone, for so long, she didn't need him at all.

Neither big nor small is needed.

This experience seems even worse than his time with his stepfather.

The president was pale, his fingers clenched tightly. The only thing he was certain of at that moment was that he could not bear the consequences of missing this flight, neither physically nor mentally.

The ride-hailing fleet finally resumed its movement. Assistant Zhang, already affected by the tense atmosphere in the car, excitedly exclaimed, "Almost there! Almost there!"

There are only ten minutes left before boarding.

Although the boss hasn't checked in, gone through security, or reached the gate yet—and although the gate is unfortunately quite far from the security checkpoint—given Mr. Bian's VIP status and his exorbitant annual spending, he should be able to—

Suddenly there was a loud "bang" in front of us!

The taxi behind also seemed to be carrying anxious passengers, and accidentally rear-ended the ride-hailing car in front, running right up to its tail.

The two drivers immediately stopped in the middle of the road, opened their car doors, and started arguing.

The already congested traffic situation has been exacerbated.

As he tightened his jawline, a sudden stomachache shot through his lower abdomen, and he abruptly opened the car door.

One kilometer, run across.

Assistant Zhang saw through his intentions and nervously gripped the ground with her toes, shouting through the car window, "Mr. Bian, do you really have to sit in the same car as Miss Ning today??"

"Mobilize all resources—" The hoarse voice drifted away in the wind.

The CEO left behind only his solemn figure as he quickly drove away, saying, "If I miss my flight, I'll die."

…

At this time.

Ning Ye has already checked in her luggage, taken the child through customs, bought drinks, and is now looking for a seat in the cramped cabin.

Ning Zhitao clearly already had experience flying abroad and was familiar with the whole process.

The customs officer was charmed by her during the security check. She stood on tiptoe, took off her small backpack and put it in the bin herself. Before the inspector could remind her, she also took off her Little Genius smartwatch from her wrist, knowing that electronic devices should be stored separately.

Then she calmly took off her coat, put on the little grape-patterned thermal underwear her mother had bought her, and walked through the security gate with rosy cheeks, standing on the small platform.

The customs officer half-squatted down to check her, and I was completely charmed by the adorable little girl up close. How did her parents raise her? She's just too cute!

Ning Ye had initially been somewhat worried about taking her child abroad alone, but upon seeing this, she completely relaxed, her almond-shaped eyes filled with a smile.

Her child is very knowledgeable and experienced at the age of four, so there's nothing to worry about.

So the mother and daughter leisurely passed through the security checkpoint and even browsed the duty-free shop, their eyes filled with anticipation for the trip, completely forgetting about the child's father.

After boarding, Ning Ye placed Tao Tao in front of her and helped her walk inside.

The plane was packed with passengers. International flights are especially deep, and the seats were arranged very close together. There were all sorts of people standing in the aisle, carrying luggage to the overhead bins, and asking the flight attendants for pillows and blankets. It was a complete mess. After all, this is the condition of economy class. Ning Ye carefully protected the child's head.

Finally, they reached their seats. The plane had a 3-row, 3-seat configuration. Ning Ye originally wanted an aisle seat for easy access, but Tao Tao wanted a window seat. After thinking about it, Ning Ye checked her in and got her a window seat, so the child could lean on herself instead of other strangers.

However, with Ning Ye sitting in the middle, there would be a stranger on her left.

Ning Zhitao nimbly scurried into the inner part of the three-seater and happily explored the seat.

Mom said this flight was different from the previous ones, but doesn't it still have a small screen and tray table? Ning Zhitao adapted quickly and well, and besides, the seats next to each other are closer to Mom!

Ning Ye looked at it and couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

Children wouldn't realize how cramped the seats are, but Ning Ye, a woman who is about 1.7 meters tall, already felt that she couldn't stretch her legs out. If the seat in front of her was reclined, even breathing space became very narrow, and movement was also restricted.

This experience was vastly different from the one we had last time, when the three of us traveled in first class.

Ning Ye felt a little embarrassed and whispered to the child, "I'm sorry, Tao Tao, I can only buy you economy class tickets for this round trip."

A one-way trip costs six or seven thousand, and a round trip costs more than ten thousand. She really can't afford the first-class tickets that her child usually flies.

But Ning Zhitao raised her head, her round eyes full of confusion, "But I think it's great!"

Her mother was to her left, and a tall window was to her right. This was a small, enclosed corner for children, which made Ning Zhitao feel especially safe.

Ning Ye was healed by the child's earnest eyes and decided that she must earn more money in the future, so she sat down and made sure to stay put.

This was her first time going abroad.

A quiet sense of anticipation rose in her heart, and she suddenly remembered herself many years ago.

Knowing that Bian Xun had left for a certain country, Ning Ye often couldn't sleep and would look at flight booking apps.

Knowing full well that she wouldn't go, and that it was a completely distant world for her at the time, she still couldn't help but subscribe to low-cost flight alerts to the United States, thinking that if one day she could afford it—

But by the time she was truly able to afford it, Bian Xun had already left no trace in her life. Time is the most effective medicine for separation; the sadness and concern she felt then are now almost unrecognizable.

In the distance, a flight attendant at the cabin door was talking to the captain, her expression slightly serious, then she kept glancing outside. The cabin door was about to close, and the plane would soon take off.

Ning Ye blinked, pulling herself out of her reverie, and carefully arranged all the travel essentials she had brought with her. She had already adjusted herself to her best state and mood.

It was only then that I realized I should have told my husband about taking the child on such a long trip abroad.

She took out her phone to type without looking up. Just as she finished editing the message and was about to send it, someone suddenly walked into the empty seat next to her.

Ning Ye subconsciously pulled her arm back to avoid her sleeve accidentally falling onto the other person's seat, but the other person's hand rested on her armrest without any sense of boundaries.

The man bent down, seemingly taking a breath, and the familiar scent of sandalwood suddenly filled the air.

Ning Ye looked up and saw a familiar face, but the other person looked disheveled like never before.

Bian Xun's forehead was damp with sweat, and his pale skin was slightly red from the strenuous exercise. The collar of his black shirt was pressed against his artery. As he breathed, his dark eyes were fixed on her, and then he let out a long breath.

"Do you need the child's father?"

His expression was both one of prayer and submission.

"Whether you need it or not, could you please take a look?"

He slumped down and sat heavily in the seat next to her.

Even though the voyage hadn't started yet, he felt as if he had already reached the end.

…

The plane flew smoothly at high altitude.

Bian Xun's tall and slender figure squeezed into the economy class seat, while Ning Ye kept glancing at him from the side.

The scene was eerie and incongruous. First, Bian Xun's demeanor and attire were jarringly out of place; even though he appeared somewhat disheveled, he still clashed with the crowded and noisy environment. Second, how did he suddenly appear?

She wasn't exaggerating; this person really did appear very suddenly—

I didn't bring any carry-on luggage.

Destination unknown.

His tall figure was stuck in the seat, his long legs bent, unable to fit at all.

With his left elbow resting on the handrail of the aisle, the president, a man of noble fastidiousness, could be bumped into by passersby at any moment.

He was only carrying his ID and his own body, and he just sat down like that.

The CEO was completely unaware of the left side of his body.

His entire attention was focused on his right side, on the sleeve that was rubbing against hers.

She had packed her luggage the day before, dressing herself and the child in soft, comfortable clothes. The light gray wool blended with his suit, creating a contrast between the warm and the cold, hard textures.

Getting close to her would make the tens of millions of dollars in losses disappear without a trace.

The flow of time, minute by minute, began to return to normal.

The CEO, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, had been running all the way and only now was he finally able to catch his breath.

The thought that they would be together for the next ten hours was unbearable.

Bian Xun opened his eyes.

A feeling of happiness unexpectedly rose from my chest.

He is a greedy man.

He wants adults, children, and money.

But the happiness he felt in that one second surpassed any measure that money could buy, allowing him to almost ignore the uncomfortable environment around him and sit quietly for ten hours.

Ning Ye, who was standing next to him, suddenly stood up.

He instinctively grabbed her, asking, "Where are we going?"

Ning Ye looked completely bewildered. "Go ask for two pillows."

Bian Xun slowly released his grip, realizing he had overreacted.

He certainly knew the source of this paranoia.

The mother of the child in front of him is outstanding and independent. Whether she attends the Bian family's wedding alone or takes her child on a business trip abroad, she does not need his help at all.

The gift cost several thousand yuan, and the child's plane ticket cost several thousand yuan again, but Ning Ye returned the black card last time saying that he didn't need his money, and he really didn't need it.

Searching will only make me more useful.

He then looked up and met Ning Ye's puzzled and shocked gaze. "No need, we'll upgrade you to cabin class first."

Now that he's here, he should play the role of the child's father.

It is an objective and subjective fact that he cannot live without her. Only if his existence has value will Ning Ye and the child gradually become inseparable from him, thus establishing his presence as a father.

Once they found their place, firstly, it could improve their travel comfort. Who could stand sitting in such a seat for ten hours?

The president then raised his hand and called over the flight crew.

Of course, this move was clearly out of place in economy class, and many people immediately looked over.

Bian Xun ignored the stares of those around him, took out his wallet and said, "Upgrade to first class, three people."

This attempt to make money solve everything backfired. The flight attendant bowed apologetically, "I'm sorry, Mr. Bian, there's only one first-class seat left on this flight."

Bian Xun's brow twitched.

Who's sitting here?

Adults are worried about letting children sit on their own.

When Ning Ye was asked to sit down, she was already shaking her head in refusal.

He went to take the flight himself, and he probably lost his fatherly authority after getting off the plane.

After a moment of silence, the flight attendant smiled and asked, "Would you like something?"

Bian Xun closed his eyes briefly. "...Never mind, just get two pillows."

After the flight attendant left, Ning Zhitao peeked out from behind her mother and asked, "Dad, what brings you here too?"

Ning Ye also wanted to ask, but the two similar-looking faces, one big and one small, looked at him in unison.

Bian Xun's eyes were deep, and a thousand words were on his mind. Suddenly, he realized the advantages of having children.

Some things he used to think were too unreserved, he can now say out loud.

"I can't live without you. As a member of this family, it is my responsibility to take care of you."

Ning Zhitao naturally felt it was a matter of course after hearing this, and said, "Alright then!"

Ning Ye glanced back at the child and had to admit that the child's enthusiasm had increased since her parents accompanied her on the trip.

Bian Xun's gaze fell on the curve of her lips, and his mood unconsciously improved. It didn't matter; even if he couldn't upgrade, there were many problems that could be solved with money.

So in a short while, they paid extra to get more comfortable pillows, then paid extra to get them a new meal, and a little while later they asked for extra money to buy first-class toiletries bags.

finally.

Ning Zhitao peeked out from next to her mother, took off her headphones, and pouted.

"Dad! Why are you so spoiled?"

Bian Xun: "..."

Ning Ye, standing nearby, quietly praised the child, "Tao Tao is the best and most independent!"

Ning Zhitao proudly puffed out her chest and put her hands on her hips.

Bian Xun: "."

The CEO's series of extra charges only made him seem more lost and disoriented in economy class.

The first-class headrest didn't fit in the economy seat, so he had to sit up straight to lean against it. He paid extra for a different meal plan, but since you can't order food in economy class, they just served everything on a tray. Even the amenity kit he bought came back looking grim after he went to the economy class lavatory.

All of this was a shock to the pampered CEO.

Just as Bian Xun was healing the injuries he sustained in the economy class lavatory, a pair of slender, white fingers reached out and handed him a pack of alcohol-based disinfectant wipes. To Bian Xun, that was as precious as gold.

Then she placed a mouthwash in his palm; it was mint flavored, while the one for the child was grape flavored.

Finally, he opened the storage basket in front of him, took out a disposable paper bag, and put a moisturizing mask inside.

After Ning Ye finished doing all this, she quietly leaned back.

The whole process was incredibly natural, yet a warm and gentle molecule suddenly enveloped Bian Xun layer upon layer, causing his fingertips to pause and a gentle breeze to stir his heart.

...He was taken care of by her.

He looked at her soft profile beneath her brown hair and suddenly realized something.

In an unfamiliar and somber environment, he unexpectedly became someone she needed.

Between them, it was always him giving, him taking, him getting angry, and him calming down before getting close again. Everything was in his own opinion—but he forgot that Ning Ye was always a gentle, kind, and strong person.

When she was in school, she would leave her notebook behind every time to reserve her boyfriend's usual seat for the next class, as he was an obsessive-compulsive.

After finding the child, she quickly accepted reality and nurtured even more love in the process of caring for and raising the child.

She needs to be needed.

How could he forget?

Bian Xun's heart skipped a beat, realizing that his strategy seemed to be flawed.

A successful businessman would immediately change course. Bian Xun leaned back, pinching his forehead with one hand, and said in a low, hoarse voice, "My eardrums and head hurt so much."

Hearing his voice and seeing his pale face, Ning Ye quickly said, "It's due to the pressure difference during takeoff. Try holding your breath. Like this..."

Her warm fingertips brushed against his nose, covering the man's despicable and uncontrollable lips.

The cabin lights gradually dimmed, and the long-haul flight entered the night. Despite having stayed up for two consecutive nights, I was unusually awake at this moment.

The CEO, dressed in a suit and tie and boarding the plane, used the same trick again, slowly bringing his knees closer to hers, and sighed softly near her ear, "I can't straighten my legs, my lower body is numb."

Upon hearing this, Ning Ye's clear almond-shaped eyes indeed showed worry.

There's no way around it, long-haul flights in economy class are really uncomfortable.

Meanwhile, Bian Xun found happiness alone in the dimly lit cabin.

Ning Ye sighed and patted his leg. "There's nothing we can do. We'll just have to bear with it."

She pushed up the armrest between herself, Bian Xun, and Tao Tao, making the three seats completely connected. Then she spread a blanket on her and Bian Xun's thighs, forming a rectangular "mattress".

Then, she helped the drowsy Ning Zhitao lie on her side in the cramped economy class, letting the child sleep on her parents' laps.

No one should suffer, but children should not.

Bian Xun was slightly taken aback. After a long while, he supported the child's heavier head and upper body and placed them on his lap.

An hour later, the only sounds in the huge cabin were the roar of the plane and the snores from near and far.

Bian Xun sat there, fully conscious, and after a long while, he lowered his eyes and saw that she had fallen asleep and was leaning on his shoulder, her breath brushing against his clothes.

After taking care of this one, she took care of that one. When she fell asleep, she curled up slightly, clearly just a soft, boneless ball.

Yet they are able to support themselves and others.

Bian Xun stared at it quietly for a long time.

With my eyes closed, it felt as if jasmine flowers were blooming all over my heart.

…

When Ning Ye woke up, she felt that her legs were completely numb.

The little one was sleeping with his parents' lips slightly open and his cheeks were rosy; thankfully, he was sleeping quite well.

Ning Ye yawned, stretched slightly, turned her head and saw Bian Xun, who was even more stiff than herself, leaning straight back in his chair.

"How amazing how things have come full circle," she suddenly thought.

It was Bian Xun who first let her go out to see what it was like to give birth.

Years later, when she went abroad for the first time, it was Bian Xun who accompanied her.

Just as he was thinking this, the man's cold, handsome eyebrows twitched slightly. As soon as he opened his eyes, he hissed softly, and the bones from his shoulder to his neck cracked.

Bian Xun glanced at her and said indifferently, "My shoulder is fine. You didn't lean on it properly yesterday, so it's just a little numb."

Ning Ye felt embarrassed. "I brought some ointment in my suitcase. I'll get it for you when I get back."

Bian Xun casually hummed in agreement.

Before he could say anything more, a pair of chubby fists pounded on his shoulder.

The dutiful daughter rubbed her father's shoulder repeatedly, saying, "It's okay, Dad, it's okay."

Dad seems quite frail during this trip.

Ning Ye was deeply moved.

What a thoughtful baby!

Bian Xun: "."

Bian Xun got a beating: "Alright, kid, alright."

After a good night's sleep, the remaining time of the long flight was finally reduced.

When we landed, it was morning in the local area due to the time difference.

As Ning Ye stepped off the plane, she saw that all the signs in front of her had changed from Chinese to foreign languages, and she immediately felt the reality of going abroad, feeling both nervous and somewhat excited.

When Bian Xun walked out of the airport, he looked refreshed and dignified. Although his suit was not perfectly pressed, he was dignified and composed.

He exchanged a thick wad of foreign currency at the airport and handed it to Ning Ye.

Ning Ye quickly waved her hand and refused, "No need, no need, I can just go to the bank in the city to exchange it myself."

The exchange rate at the airport wasn't favorable, so she didn't exchange any money at the moment.

Bian Xun lowered his eyes slightly, sighed, and lamented, "I didn't even bring my bag, and I don't even know where I put this money."

Ning Ye thought about it and realized that made sense. It was not as safe as it was in China; thieves were everywhere.

She reached out and took the envelope, carefully putting it into her bag, and told him to let her know if he needed it.

Bian Xun followed behind her with his hands behind his back, the smile on his lips almost impossible to hide.

He has completely found a way to get along with Ning Ye.

I secretly enjoyed myself the whole way.

After leaving the area around the airport and entering the city scenery, Ning Ye looked out the window with a happy mood.

On the roadside billboard, Ning Ye vaguely saw a grand event that was about to be held, but the foreign language text flashed by too quickly for her to read clearly.

The Christmas atmosphere on the streets is already incredibly strong, giving people a warm and cozy feeling.

It was also Ning Zhitao's first time celebrating Christmas abroad with her parents. She was so excited to see all kinds of Christmas trees that she pressed her face against the car window.

Every year, her parents prepare Christmas presents for her! She can't wait!

The car stopped in front of the hotel that Ning Ye had booked, and Ning Zhitao immediately spotted an exquisitely decorated ice cream shop on the roadside. The Santa Claus at the door was making an inviting gesture, with hexagonal snowflakes scattered under his red boots.

"I want to eat chimney ice cream!"

The child immediately started to act cute and affectionate towards his parents.

With a leisurely smile, Bian Xun looked up at the child's mother and asked, "And you?"

You need her, but you should also be needed by her in a reasonable way.

For example, when it comes to spending money, he certainly couldn't let her spend any more.

There's a limit to playing the victim.

Bian Xun calmly took out his wallet.

Compared to leaving the country alone many years ago, standing on the streets of a foreign land now, with Ning Ye and the child by my side, there is no loss of money, only a subtle and profound sense of happiness.

He felt so good that he closed his eyes slightly.

But Ning Ye needs to pick up the conference materials and work badge first today. The agenda of this International Artificial Intelligence Conference is very important. There is a bus to the conference venue right outside the partner hotel. Although it is a bit far, it is very convenient.

"I won't have any ice cream—" She glanced at the time and handed her luggage to Bian Xun. "Why don't you take the child to check in first? There are many attractions around here, why don't you take Tao Tao around?"

It must be said that although the child's father was not in good health this time, it was still much more convenient with him around.

Bian Xun nodded, raising his hand to support his temple. "I just didn't get enough rest last night, so I might have limited energy today."

Ning Zhitao tilted her head back, her big black grape eyes blinking as she looked at her father, "?"

But Dad used to take them to geoparks in other countries, hiking, camping, and in the end he could even carry Mom on his back!

Tao Tao was puzzled and said it was very strange.

Ning Ye expressed her understanding, her almond-shaped eyes softening, "It's alright, if you're tired, you can rest at the hotel."

With both parties discussing and agreeing to raise the child together, Ning Ye will only become more understanding of her partner.

Bian Xun, with his aloof and cool demeanor, stood on a foreign street, a faint smile on his face, like a melancholy Eastern handsome man.

"Then come back soon."

He can't stick to his opponent all the time; there needs to be an appropriate distance to ensure that this move is always effective.

After inquiring about the venue, I glanced at the distance on Google Maps. It wasn't in the city center, as the surrounding area consisted of old urban districts, while the conference was being held in a modern industrial park dozens of kilometers away.

However, this distance is not a big deal, since the two are in the same city. Even if Ning Ye stays there for a day, the rate at which his bank balance depletes will be within a controllable range.

Bian Xun, holding the child's hand, watched her board the bus with a nonchalant air, then glanced at his watch, intending to shamelessly urge her to return right on time.

That one glance made me realize something was wrong.

Ning Ye boarded the bus, opened the window, looked down at the children, and waved with a smile.

"Grape~ You can only have one ice cream."

"Okay, Mom."

While searching, I noticed the balance on my digital watch was inexplicably disappearing rapidly.

Bian Xun raised his dark eyes, and Ning Ye was clearly only one meter away from him.

Is distance no longer the only standard for measuring flow rate?

wrong.

Bian Xun stared at the amount of money deducted per second in the upper right corner, paused for two seconds, and suddenly realized something.

Why the hell are they calculating the deductions based on the foreign exchange rate?!

Bian Xun had just exchanged currency at the airport, so he knew that the exchange rate between foreign currency and RMB here was approximately 1:10.

Now, his balance has increased tenfold.

Even after going abroad, you will still be charged 1 yuan per second at the current distance.

But this 1 dollar was sold for 1 pound!

Ning Ye: "Then I'll be going now~"

The bus is ready to depart.

Bian Xun suddenly looked up, slightly raised his arm, and said in a restrained voice, "Wait—"

If we calculate based on a 10x exchange rate, and she travels tens of kilometers away, then his rate of loss per second would become nearly...

100 pieces per second.

Six thousand is deducted in one minute.

360,000 yuan was deducted in one hour.

“…” Bian Xun’s Adam’s apple bobbed slightly. “I think I should take the child with me.”

Ning Zhitao tugged at his sleeve, "Dad, we haven't bought ice cream yet."

And Mom went to work, so why does Dad love to cause trouble?

Bian Xun's expression was solemn.

An ice cream costs only 50 yuan, and your dad buys two every second.

Ning Ye, however, was concerned that he hadn't rested well on the plane, and waved her hand understandingly, "No need, you should go back and rest."

The CEO took a step forward, his handsome features beneath his black hair showing a hint of vulnerability. "My child and I need you."

Just as Ning Ye was about to say something, Ning Zhitao finally stepped forward.

She stopped her father with a mature air, waving her chubby little hand, "Mom, don't worry, I can take good care of Dad by myself!"

Ning Ye was completely charmed and mentally rubbed the baby's little face.

Okay.

Bian Xun hesitated, his thin lips parted, and finally he looked at her weakly.

"...I need you."

Ning Ye patted his shoulder from a distance, "Be strong, like Tao Tao."

The bus departed and sped away.

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Author's note: Grape: [starry-eyed] Mom, don't worry about me!

Dad: [The Clown]

I'm late! This chapter has a 100-yuan red envelope!

I have a grand dream: to update around 8 PM tomorrow! [crying emoji] If I can't do it, I'll... send out more red envelopes!