Chapter 14 The man in the maid outfit felt for the first time that he wasn't speaking properly...

For the first time, the man felt that his words weren't harsh; speaking sarcastically to a fool seemed like he was sick, so he tossed his phone aside.

However, the boy thought that the sugar daddy was so moved by him that she couldn't speak.

He was very satisfied with his performance. If he were to give a score, his technical skills would be just as high as his gaming skills.

Thinking of this, Ning Buyi happily went back to her room to sleep.

Ning Buyi got up as soon as he opened his eyes in the early morning, before the sunlight had even shone in. He dashed into the private room and sent Zhu Yanhe a "Good morning" message.

At this time, at the Zhu residence.

"Good morning, husband." A familiar voice came from beside her ear. Zhu Yanhe slowly opened her eyes and saw a boy standing by the bed, dressed in a black and white maid outfit, with cat ears pinned to his soft hair and the bells on the collar around his neck jingling.

Before Zhu Yanhe could even figure out why he was there, Ning Buyi took his hand and nuzzled his cheek against it.

"Honey, what would you like to eat for breakfast?"

Ning Buyi gently leaned down and lightly kissed the man's cheek, his tail also peeking out.

The soft touch still lingered in his palm. Zhu Yanhe followed the touch to the base of its tail, the fluffy texture brushing against his skin and causing a slight itch.

He said calmly, "I don't eat pork."

The boy lay on top of him, cupped the man's face in his hands, and opened his big, watery eyes: "Why? Husband."

Zhu Yanhe thought for a moment and said, "I just froze your card."

The next second, a pair of hands grabbed Zhu Yanhe by the neck. Ning Buyi shook him, muttering, "Give me back the money, give me back the money!"

Zhu Yanhe was shaken awake. In his subconscious, Ning Buyi and money were already inseparable.

Even after he regained consciousness, the image of the cat-eared maid kept flashing through his mind, so he got up and went to the bathroom.

Zhu Yanhe picked up his phone and saw Ning Buyi's "Good morning" message at 4 a.m. He didn't reply, but just sent a red envelope, appreciating that Ning Buyi had gotten up so early.

Meanwhile, the boy went back to bed, only to get up again just to send a message to his sugar daddy.

His fans and viewers waited all morning but the streamer didn't start broadcasting, so they started leaving messages on Ning Buyi's posts again.

However, Ning Buyi slept straight through to midnight and only woke up when Li Chang called him down for dinner.

"Why did you get up so late today?" Li Chang handed him a bowl and chopsticks. The boy's hair was messy and had grown to past his eyelashes. His eyes were still closed, and he looked drowsy.

"I sent a message to the top-ranked girl this morning." Ning Buyi yawned and took the bowl and chopsticks.

Li Chang thought he was sick, and at the same time felt sorry for his number one fan, who had to be harassed by Ning Buyi early in the morning.

Ning Buyi took the large chicken leg from his bowl and said, "I'll answer my phone after I finish eating."

The phone was ordered from the store and was supposed to be delivered to their door, but Ning Buyi also needed to get a SIM card, so Zhu Yanhe didn't have the delivery guy come.

Li Chang nodded, trying to grab the food back, but Ning Buyi quickly and accurately bit the big head. How dare he be even more protective of his food?

"Be careful while you ride your bike, and go get your hair cut before you come back!"

Ning Buyi responded, ate a couple of bites, and prepared to leave. If he didn't go get it soon, he wouldn't be able to keep track of his sugar daddy sister's lunch.

The sun outside was just right, not as scorching as usual. An autumn rain had washed away the summer heat and brought the breath of autumn. Ning Buyi hopped on his electric scooter, twisted his wrist, and off he went with a "whoosh."

Their internet cafe was located in a remote corner of the city, and people had to ride electric scooters to get around. Ning Buyi initially found it because it was near a construction site.

He arrived at a fruit mobile phone store, where the phones looked almost identical to Li Chang's. As soon as he entered, a store clerk greeted him.

Hello, what do you need?

The boy unconsciously tightened his grip on his clothes: "Someone ordered one for me, the last four digits of the phone number are this."

Upon hearing this, the shop assistant racked her brains for a moment, then smiled and said, "It was Mr. Zhu who ordered it, right? Come with me."

Who is Mr. Zhu? It turns out the sugar daddy's surname is Zhu.

He followed the person to the front desk, where a clerk took out a bag: "This is all what Mr. Zhu said he wanted for you, but you need to leave your name and phone number."

Ning Buyi took the pen and replied, "Sister, I don't have a phone number. I haven't applied for one yet."

The shop assistant still had a smile on her face: "It's okay, just leave your name and ID number, we need to confirm that it's you."

The boy nodded and carefully signed his name.

He opened the bag, and inside were not only a mobile phone, but also earphones and a wristband.

Ning Buyi didn't open the package; he just carried the bag out to get a phone card. In the service center, he carefully unpacked the phone.

The staff member, watching his turtle-like movements, said, "Little brother, you don't need to be so careful."

This is the first time Ning Buyi has truly owned a new mobile phone. Although he doesn't know how much it costs, he will definitely take good care of this new baby.

The staff turned on his phone; the screen was as smooth as a mirror, as fluid as his homeroom teacher's swearing lines.

"Here you go, little brother, take this."

Ning Buyi accepted the phone with both hands. Unlike his old phone, which had a rough, brick-like surface, the new phone had a smooth back. He liked his sugar daddy sister even more now.

The boy put the phone in the included protective case and then had a screen protector applied at the store before finally putting it in his pocket.

On the way back on the electric scooter, the wind blowing in my face felt sweet, and Ning Buyi hummed a song.

Perhaps fate was against him having it too easy, because Ning Buyi was hit by a car that had just started moving when he was rushing to catch the last two seconds of the green light. He fell to the ground and the car flew a meter away.

Ning Buli lay flat on the ground, the pain had stopped, and all he wanted to do was check if his phone was still in his pocket, but he couldn't move his arms at all.

"What happened?" Just then, a crashing sound rang out, and Zhu Yanhe lowered the barrier.

The driver turned on his hazard lights and replied, "Sir, it looks like I hit someone. I'll go down and take a look."

Zhu Yan nodded slightly, picked up his phone and glanced at the time. He was supposed to be at the company to handle some business at this time, but he didn't expect to encounter something like this.

The driver got out of the car and saw a person lying face down in front of the vehicle. He immediately dialed 120.

Fortunately, the car wasn't moving fast when it started, so the person lying down didn't bleed.

The driver returned to the car and said, "Sir, there has been a car accident."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yanhe got out of the car to check the situation.

The boy lying on the ground had his back to the two of them. The more Zhu Yanhe looked at him, the more familiar he seemed. He took a few steps forward, and Ning Buyi, with half of his face pressed against the ground, squatted down and brushed aside his bangs. Wasn't this the little streamer he had been raising? He had been haunting his dreams this morning.

Ning Buyi could only see a pair of leather shoes. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

Zhu Yanhe asked, "What do you want to say?"

The boy closed his eyes; he wanted to speak, but couldn't.

Zhu Yanhe chuckled and said, "If you want me to remember to pay you back."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Buyi opened his eyes and blinked. It was so touching; he understood what he meant.

"You handle the rest, I'll take him to the hospital," the man said to the driver as he stood up.

Zhu Yanhe stayed by his side until the ambulance arrived, and they got into the ambulance together.

Ning Buyi held Zhu Yanhe's hand the whole way, afraid that he would cause an accident and flee the scene.

Zhu Yanhe was almost laughing in anger. He was pulling people together just for this? Luckily, he was rich.

"Are you a family member of the child?" the doctor asked, supporting the hospital bed.

Zhu Yanhe shook his head: "He is my creditor."

I must have owed him something in my past life, so I can't stand seeing him have money in this life and I've come to collect the debt.

The doctor frowned: "You can't say that about the child. Since you've decided to raise him, don't blame him."

Zhu Yanhe:…

They really treated him like a guardian.

Zhu Yanhe shook the hand he was holding and asked, "Where's your ID card?"

Ning Buyi's voice was barely audible, as the man leaned down and pressed his ear against Ning Buyi's lips.

The boy exhaled hot breath, and a ticklish sensation spread through him.

"It's in my pocket, can you check how my phone is?"

Zhu Yanhe:…

He touched Ning Buyi's side waist, took out his cell phone and ID card. The phone hadn't hit the ground, so it wasn't a big deal. The boy closed his eyes after seeing that his precious phone was still intact, and died in peace.

Zhu Yanhe glanced at his ID card and, just as he had thought that day, he was using someone else's ID card, which meant he was a minor.

He glanced at the birth date again, 10.29, and repeated the numbers in his mouth.

It'll be soon.

After getting off the bus, Ning Buyi was taken to the emergency room. Zhu Yanhe stayed behind to help him with the procedures. For a moment, he didn't know if it was bad luck or fate.

I've become attached to this little gadget.

After Zhu Yanhe finished the formalities and went upstairs, Ning Buyi had just finished examining his injuries and taking X-rays. The doctor said a few words to Zhu Yanhe.

"You're a parent, right? Your child has fractures in his forearm and lower leg. Should he be hospitalized or taken home?"

Zhu Yanhe thought of the orphan in his live stream, who probably wouldn't care anyway, and said, "Go to the hospital."

"Okay, remember to complete the admission procedures."

After Zhu Yan and paid the fees, they saw Ning Buyi again in a private room. Ning Buyi had his right hand and left leg in casts. What a pitiful kid.

"Where's my phone?" Ning Buyi turned to look at the person who had just come in.

Zhu Yanhe took the phone out of his pocket and handed it to him; this phone was like his life.

"It's just a cell phone, isn't it?"

Ning Buyi took it with her movable hand: "It's different. This was given to me by someone I like."

I almost blurted out the word "sugar daddy".

Zhu Yan raised an eyebrow. How could he not know that there was a little streamer who secretly admired him, probably just after his money?

Seeing the man's mocking expression, Ning Buyi asked again, "When can I leave?"

Zhu Yanhe laughed out loud: "Let's see when your pig's trotters will heal."

Seeing that he could still laugh, the boy waved his hand and said, "You're still laughing! It's all your fault!"

It's all his fault; he got himself into the hospital. He can't even do his livestreams anymore. If he doesn't, won't his sugar daddy stop watching him?!

The man couldn't help but laugh even louder as he watched Ning Buyi's exaggerated and comical antics. Who on earth invented Ning Buyi? It's so funny!

"Where are your parents?" Zhu Yanhe asked, composed himself.

A note from the author:

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I can't take it anymore, it's so funny! You little rascal, this is such a bad thing, secretly having wet dreams [eared rabbit head emoji]