Chapter 137 Mom Loves You
That evening, after both of them took a shower before bed, Duan Mingxiao continued to mutter to himself, still brooding over that bowl of tomato beef noodles.
He put his arm around Cong Chun's waist and rubbed the flesh on the boy's lower abdomen, which must have been soft when he relaxed.
Cong Chun felt itchy from his touch.
Young Master is so annoying, like a noisy mosquito.
The boy lay on the bed, still reviewing the French he had learned that day, muttering to himself.
Duan Mingxiao's dark, narrow eyes were fixed on him.
What's Chun Chun doing? Is the little fish blowing bubbles?
"It's still the little monk chanting scriptures, I don't want to listen, I don't want to listen."
Annoyed, Cong Chun glared at Duan Mingxiao.
Duan Mingxiao noticed that Cong Chun's attention was on him again, so he put his arms around him.
"Stupid Chun, you actually glared at me."
[Chun Chun has really gained weight and courage.]
Cong Chun nodded. Yes, he had just been glaring at someone.
He saw online that if you're unhappy with someone, you can look them straight in the eyes and scare them away.
Immediately afterwards, Cong Chun turned his back again, continuing to review the French he had learned that day in his mind.
This time, however, the boy kept his mouth shut, looking as if he was lost in thought.
Duan Mingxiao pursed his lips, his tone very soft.
"What...are you daydreaming about?"
"I'm sorry, I didn't know my mom would come so suddenly."
"She's sometimes just too enthusiastic. Did she scare you off?"
Cong Chun snapped out of her daze, pursed her lower lip, and shook her head.
"Young master, she is very worried about you."
Duan Mingxiao was stunned for a moment when he heard this.
I'll go home and visit tomorrow.
At that moment, a beautiful woman's face appeared in Cong Chun's mind. She was wearing a simple light-colored coat and looking at him with a loving expression.
Cong Chun was stunned for a moment before coming to his senses.
Then he nodded to Duan Mingxiao.
In his sleep, Duan Mingxiao heard the boy beside him unconsciously mutter something in his sleep.
"I miss you so much."
Ji Ruhui's expression was somewhat strange.
The young master's face was cold and ugly. His long, slender fingers flipped through the documents in his hand, his cold, narrow eyes fixed on them.
For a moment, no one spoke.
The document records Cong Chun's family situation, his leave of absence during his senior year of high school, and the relationships among Cong Chun's family members, with the most important being the matter of Cong Chun's mother.
Duan Mingxiao had heard about this mother before; she had married a mentally challenged man who had abandoned his young child and run away.
However, at this moment, the young master felt somewhat heavy-hearted upon seeing the words on the document, and his thin lips unconsciously pursed into a straight line.
Before this morning, Duan Mingxiao had imagined many possibilities, but the boy never expected this situation.
The worst-case scenario has occurred.
Even the usually carefree Ji Ruhui gave up his verbal sparring today. He stared at Duan Mingxiao for a moment, then sighed deeply. The boy stepped forward, patted the young master on the shoulder, and offered some words of comfort.
"It's alright. From now on, my sister-in-law will have you. You two can live a good life together."
Duan Mingxiao nodded slightly, his tone cold.
Ji Ruhui scratched the back of his head, never expecting that Ah Can would actually say thank you one day.
It seems that being in a relationship really does change things.
"No need to thank me, you're too kind."
Immediately afterwards, the eldest son, who was sitting on the sofa, tossed a bunch of keys to the person.
Ji Ruhui quickly took it, and the boy standing to the side, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, was startled.
Duan Mingxiao, who was standing to the side, lifted his eyelids and leisurely reminded him.
"You can drive any of the cars in the garage."
"If you like, pick a few yourself."
A hint of joy flashed in Ji Ruhui's eyes as she smoothed the pink hair on her head. Most of Duan Mingxiao's cars were limited editions, the kind where only one exists in the world.
Wow, Ah-chan, you're so generous.
It seems he has to do his best to handle things concerning his sister-in-law.
Duan Mingxiao remained silent. He was preparing for the world championship and his team's affairs, and the cars in the garage hadn't been driven and were gathering dust.
Duan Mingxiao is actually quite generous, but he doesn't have anyone to be generous to.
In the young master's eyes, none of those people were worthy.
The chicks did him a big favor today; those cars that Duan Mingxiao considered useless were actually insignificant to him.
At this moment, the image of a boy appeared in Duan Mingxiao's mind; he had been wearing blue sheep pajamas and dangling in front of him last night.
However, now Young Master Duan naturally has someone he can be generous to.
Everything was delivered by the box.
Anyway, Duan Mingxiao had made up his mind; he would marry Cong Chun when the time came.
His assets are managed by Cong Chun.
That way, he wouldn't be afraid of Cong Chun running away.
On the other side, the boy was slumped on the table, feeling unwell. He had probably caught a cold. He wandered into the infirmary, intending to have the doctor at the school clinic examine him.
He was a male doctor whom Cong Chun had never met before; he must have been newly appointed.
The male doctor prescribed some pills for Cong Chun and also provided him with a place to rest.
He led Cong Chun to a private room in the school clinic, a room specifically for sick students to rest in.
After taking his medicine, Cong Chun felt a little sleepy, so he subconsciously lay down on the bed in his single room and had a dream.
In my dream, my mother's face gradually became clearer.
The woman returned from the city carrying large and small bags of belongings.
Little Congchun, having not seen her mother for a long time, shyly hid behind her grandmother, clutching her grandmother's clothes with her little hands.
The woman bent down, holding a handful of milk candies, and offered them to Xiao Congchun.
Xiao Congchun shyly stepped forward and took the milk candy from the woman's hand.
Just as he was about to call out "Mom".
The next second, Cong Chun woke up with a start.
I don't know when, but a soft blanket has been placed over me, and I'm sweating all over.
Cong Chun felt that his mind was much clearer, and he was no longer as drowsy as before.
The next second, Cong Chun lifted the blanket, and the boy, who was about to get out of bed, stood up.
Suddenly, a pair of strong hands reached out from under the bed and grabbed Cong Chun's ankles.
Cong Chun was completely caught off guard, as if a rope had suddenly been put around his ankle.
They grabbed Cong Chun's ankle and pulled him down.
Cong Chun had just stood up when he was pulled down hard by the force and fell to the ground, his whole body aching and weak.
At this moment, Cong Chun lay on the ground, when a sinister male voice came from behind him, carrying a hint of excitement that sent chills down his spine.
"Mom, I love you so much."
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