Chapter 003

It is located in a high-end private hospital in the center of Beijing.

The little girl, about four or five years old, with her delicate features, was engrossed in watching a tablet while her short legs dangled leisurely from the chair.

[Oh no! Big Bear, Bald Qiang is cutting down trees again!]

[You stinking bears, I'm not finished with you!]

While talking quietly with the doctor, Xu Qingyan occasionally glanced at Xu Yirou, and out of the corner of her eye, she clearly saw her mother's childlike smile.

"Mr. Xu, we have conducted a comprehensive and thorough physical examination for your child. According to the test reports, your child is in excellent health with no abnormalities. You can rest assured."

"No problems at all?" Xu Qingyan confirmed again.

The doctor gave a professional smile: "Yes, but for health reasons, you can bring your child to the hospital for a check-up every three months. As a VIP customer of our hospital, you get a 50% discount on check-ups."

Just as an episode of the animation ended, Xu Yirou's expression changed slightly upon hearing this. She jumped off her chair and ran to Xu Qingyan.

"Son, I don't want to come to the hospital again!" She grabbed Xu Qingyan's sleeve and said nervously, "You promised you'd come just this once!"

Xu Qingyan: "Mom..."

The middle-aged doctor, with a kind face, spoke first: "Little friend, we're giving away Disney Princess co-branded dolls with our physical exams. A nurse will take you to choose one in a little while, and you can take your favorite doll home to sleep with."

Private hospitals charge high fees but offer excellent services. They often prepare unique little gifts for their patients, and Disney dolls have attracted many repeat customers.

Thinking it was a sure thing, to everyone's surprise, the VIP customer's child wasn't excited at all; instead, hands on hips, the child huffed and puffed, shouting in a young voice:

"I'm not a child, I'm forty-five years old!"

"..."

"Right, son?"

"...Yes, Mom."

doctor:? ? ?

The doctor strongly suspected there was something wrong with his ears; otherwise, how could he have heard a 25-year-old man calling a four-year-old girl "Mom"?

He must have misheard or misunderstood. The other person wasn't calling for "Mom," but rather a homonym for a name.

For example, its English name is MAMA.

The doctor successfully convinced himself, spontaneously rationalizing what he heard, and his frozen smile returned.

The mother and son came out of the hospital one after the other. Xu Yirou felt that her son holding her hand restricted her freedom, so she skipped and hopped ahead of her.

Xu Qingyan followed closely behind her, keeping a close eye on everything around him and paying close attention to the passing vehicles and her footing.

Several large shopping malls were built next to the hospital. Xu Yirou turned back into a four-year-old child. Since there were no children's clothes at home, she naturally needed to go out to buy some.

The mall has ten floors, and the third floor specializes in children's products. The mother and son headed straight for their destination.

Xu Yirou was wearing children's clothes delivered by a deliveryman. The workmanship was mediocre and the style was outdated. She had long been disgusted with them.

Seeing the screen full of beautiful clothes, I felt like a little mouse that had fallen into a rice granary, my face flushed with excitement.

"Son, I want this, and that, and that too!"

Wow, I like this one too!

"What should I do? I love them all so much, they're so beautiful!"

The saleswomen at the high-end children's clothing store didn't want to serve the mother and son, Xu Yirou, who was wearing clothes from an unknown brand. However, Xu Qingyan's noble and elegant demeanor was too eye-catching, a quality that could only be cultivated in high society and could not be imitated by ordinary people.

An experienced saleswoman was the first to greet and assist the customer with a smile.

Xu Qingyan didn't waste any words. He glanced at the package and said briefly, "Pack up the two rows on the right and the two rows in the middle and send them to No. 102, Nanshan Bay, Xiye District."

I was stunned when I saw the rows of saleswomen selling clothes for the first time. This buying spree had practically emptied half the store. A rough calculation showed it must have cost at least a million!

With sales exceeding one million, the commission alone is enough for them to buy a car worth 300,000!

The saleswomen who didn't immediately go up to greet the customer were filled with regret. The experienced saleswomen smiled even more broadly, secretly relieved that they had sharp eyes and noticed the watch that the customer had inadvertently revealed.

She had once seen that watch in a fashion magazine. It was a handcrafted timepiece by a master craftsman from abroad, and there was only one in the world. It was worth four and a half million.

Xu Yirou left satisfied after putting on her new dress, and the mother and son headed to their next high-end store.

Watching the mother and child disappear, the younger saleswomen swarmed around the senior saleswoman, their expressions filled with grief and indignation, beating their chests and stamping their feet as they asked:

"Kaia, how did you figure out that was a big client? Nishino Ward isn't a wealthy area in Kyoto."

Saleswoman Kaia gave her a look as if she were a newbie: "Let me just say this: rich people don't own just one property."

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The mother and son visited almost all the children's clothing stores on the floor. They seemed to leave empty-handed, but in reality, a large truckload of clothes was already on its way to be delivered.

The saleswomen at the children's clothing store were ecstatic; their faces were practically beaming with joy.

What a wonderful day! The God of Wealth himself descended to earth, bringing millions in sales!! I'm so incredibly touched, working-class people!!

After sweeping through the area, Xu Yirou's small body was too tired to walk anymore.

She sat on a bench by the roadside to rest, her short legs draped over Xu Qingyan's thighs, enjoying her son's foot massage.

Xu Qingyan, who had no massage experience, looked serious and attentive, as if he were holding some rare treasure.

Passersby couldn't help but take a second look, whispering to their friends, "Sure enough, handsome guys all get married young. I can't believe their kids are already so big."

"If my dad had been half as handsome as him when he was young, I wouldn't have turned out like this, sigh."

Xu Yirou, who had been resting with her eyes closed, chuckled and patted Xu Qingyan's face with her chubby little hand, not hiding her pride: "Of course my son is handsome, just like your mom!"

Xu Qingyan knew long ago that he was not his mother's biological son, but an abandoned baby who was picked up and raised by his mother, and had no biological blood relationship with his parents.

But his parents never hesitated to express their love. He was a child who grew up under their careful care, so even though he knew he was different from his younger siblings, they were still the closest and most important people in his heart.

—They are relatives who transcend blood ties.

Xu Qingyan nodded, a slight smile playing on her lips, and asked gently, "Mom, do you want to continue shopping? Or should we go home after we eat?"

"Let's eat first, I'm hungry."

"good."

Considering that her mother is now a four-year-old child with a more fragile stomach than an adult, Xu Qingyan coaxed Xu Yirou to eat at a Thai restaurant after careful consideration.

Having replenished her energy, Xu Yirou emerged from the restaurant in high spirits and headed straight for the elevator to press her floor button.

Seeing this, Xu Qingyan reminded her, "Mom, those are all adult clothing sections."

“I know.” Xu Yirou turned around, her eyes sparkling. “Dabao accompanied Mom to buy clothes just now, and now it’s Mom’s turn to take Dabao to buy clothes.”

Xu Qingyan stood there, stunned for a moment.

After he grew up, his mother stopped calling him Da Bao. The reason was that a classmate overheard this and the story spread, causing him to be teased by many people behind his back.

When his mother found out, she was worried that he would be unhappy, so from then on she only called him Ayan.

Xu Qingyan was in a daze for a few moments, and those long-forgotten childhood memories suddenly came flooding back with a loud "Da Bao".

He took a deep breath, his ears gradually burning, because he suddenly realized that he preferred his mother to call him Da Bao rather than A Yan.

"Dabao, you look great in this! It has little pandas on it!"

"Wow, this one is a white rabbit!"

Xu Qingyan, who exercises regularly, has a tall and straight figure with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. She has long legs comparable to a supermodel, making her a walking clothes rack. She looks stunning in anything she wears.

However, Xu Qingyan rarely goes shopping. All his clothes and accessories are delivered by brand specialists every quarter. His wardrobe is full of the latest seasonal products, mainly in cool colors such as black, gray, and brown, which perfectly matches his aloof and jade-like temperament.

Therefore, when Xu Yirou excitedly pointed to the colorful and oddly shaped clothes on the clothes rack and asked him to try them all on, he almost couldn't keep his composure.

The saleswoman next to them mistook them for a father and daughter. The male customer's obviously displeased yet helplessly doting gaze made it clear that he was definitely a doting father.

So he eagerly followed Xu Yirou's lead, saying, "You have a great figure and excellent features, so you can't go wrong with anything you wear. Besides, the child likes it so much, so why don't I take it down for you to try on?"

Unable to refuse such a lovely mother, Xu Qingyan resignedly picked up the clothes and stepped into the fitting room.

When he came out of the fitting room, Xu Yirou's eyes widened, she covered her mouth and exclaimed, "So handsome!"

She tiptoed over to him, and Xu Qingyan squatted down. Xu Yirou pinched his cheek, revealing a set of pearly white baby teeth:

"Dabao, pink is delicate and suitable for young people like you. Smile more often and don't always have a long face. Come on, give Mom a smile."

Upon hearing the word "Mom," the saleswoman standing beside her looked surprised. She must have misheard.

Xu Qingyan had a headache: "Mom, I've never worn pink before, I probably can't pull it off."

He was too embarrassed to even look at himself in the full-length mirror.

Saleswoman: !!

ah? ?

"Who said you've never worn pink!"

Xu Yirou, now a cub, was not so easily coaxed. She pouted and grumbled unhappily, "When you were two years old, Mom took you to have a set of photos taken. You were wearing a pink princess dress with a big bow on your chest."

She gestured with her chubby little hands, then proudly raised her chin: "I've kept that photo hidden very well. Do you want Mommy to take it out and show it to you again?"

Xu Qingyan: ...

Dead memories leaped up and attacked him.

Xu Qingyan sighed, "Mom, didn't you say you lost it when we moved?"

He remembers being so happy when he first heard the good news that he couldn't sleep all night.

Xu Yirou winked mischievously, tilted her head back and giggled: "Just kidding, only a fool would lose something so good."

—Of course, we'll keep it as a family heirloom!

"..."

Finally, the mother and son returned home with their bags full.

Unaware of the huge sensation they had caused in the saleswoman group, everyone was speculating about their identities.

A saleswoman secretly took photos of the two and posted them in a group chat.

In the photo, Hsu Yi-jou is wearing a princess crown studded with diamonds, a large tulle dress that is completely different from when she arrived, and a glittering golden scepter in her hand.

A soft, chubby little girl sat on a bench yawning.

The young man beside her stood upright, exuding a noble and imposing aura. He knelt on one knee at her feet, grasped her fair ankle with his large hand, and bent down to tie her shoelaces.

Because of the distance, the image is blurry, but just looking at her superior figure and silhouette is enough to drive all the saleswomen crazy.

The atmosphere is too strong; isn't this just like the domineering CEO dad and his beloved daughter from a novel?

etc!

When did this extraordinary father-daughter pair appear in Beijing's wealthy circles?!