Chapter 183 "Baby, call out to someone." "Someone."...
Since submitting the adoption application, He Chen and his wife have been going to the welfare home every few days.
When people first saw them, they couldn't help but feel sad because Wen Xinglan would soon be leaving the orphanage. But after they came so many times, people gradually became numb to it.
He Chen and Mingyue not only frequently visited the orphanage, but also submitted several applications to take Wen Xinglan out to play. Wen Min refused until the preliminary assessment of the adoption conditions was completed, at which point Wen Min finally approved the application.
The civil affairs department has strict requirements for adoptive parents who adopt children from welfare homes. These requirements range from the adoptive parents' age, physical condition, education level, housing conditions, marital status and family economic status to neighborhood relations, whether there is a separate kitchen and bathroom, etc., totaling 108 major items and 298 detailed rules. However, there are no specific requirements regarding whether the child and the adoptive parents can get along naturally. These are things that the welfare home can only control. Therefore, Wen Min is willing to give Wen Xinglan and He Chen a chance to get to know each other in advance, but the premise is that they must be confirmed to be qualified to adopt.
Unfortunately, just when the couple managed to take Wen Xinglan out, something went wrong at Mingyue's company, forcing her to go back and handle it personally, leaving He Chen and Wen Xinglan staring at each other in bewilderment.
"What should we do?" He Chen asked.
Wen Xinglan shook her head: "I don't know."
He Chen was also stumped; he really didn't know how to play without Mingyue by his side.
He Chen is the adopted son of the He family, a long-established family in Nancheng. The He family adopted He Chen because their only biological son went missing and the family had no heir, so they chose him as their adopted son.
Established families value face above all else and have strict requirements for their heirs. From the age of three, He Chen's memories were filled with all kinds of learning: learning etiquette from ancient and modern times, from China and abroad, learning to appreciate antiques and treasures, learning music, chess, calligraphy and painting, interpersonal communication, business management, and so on. His rest time was squeezed out endlessly, so where was there time to play?
Later, the true young master of the He family returned. Feeling that He Chen had usurped his life, he harbored malice towards He Chen. Furthermore, given He Chen's elite upbringing, he felt inferior to He Chen in every way and feared He Chen would seize his company and take a share of his family fortune. He tried every means to force He Chen to leave, and He Chen did. After leaving the He family, He Chen felt much freer and more relaxed, but by then he was long past the age of carefree play.
"How about I take you to the company to play? We can go somewhere else to play after your mom finishes her work this afternoon, okay?" He Chen asked.
Wen Xinglan didn't quite understand the specifics, but He Chen spoke in a very polite manner, with a hint of pleading in his tone, so he agreed: "Okay."
So He Chen drove the car to the company.
The secretary, assistants, and others were enjoying the company of their boss's absence, sipping coffee, sharing snacks, and gossiping when suddenly the elevator doors opened, and a soft, creaking sound filled the air. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw He Chen stepping out of the elevator.
No, he was also pushing a stroller, and the music was coming from that stroller.
There was a child on the bus!
Seeing everyone standing there staring at them with coffee in one hand and cookies in the other, He Chen said, with a mix of nonchalance and pride, "This is my son."
!!
son?
When did the chairman have a son?
Everyone turned to look at the assistant.
Assistant: I don't know either. The chairman has always kept his work and life separate. If it weren't for his frequent phone calls to his wife, I wouldn't even know he had a wife. I never would have guessed that the chairman even has a son.
So here's the question: why did the chairman, who keeps his life and work very separate, bring his son to the company? Wasn't he on vacation today? And nothing major happened at the company that required his return?
He Chen didn't explain much to them and pushed the stroller into his office.
Once they arrived at the office, He Chen carried Wen Xinglan out of the car. "Alright, you can do whatever you want here."
Wen Xinglan looked around, but there were no toys. What could she play with? Wen Xinglan looked up at He Chen.
"You want to play with me?" He Chen frowned. "I don't know how to play children's games."
After thinking for a while, He Chen picked up Wen Xinglan and sat her in his office chair. "If you have nothing to do, learn something useful."
He Chen casually picked up a contract and asked, "What's this?"
Wen Xinglan: "What is it?"
He Chen: "This is the contract."
Wen Xinglan: "The contract."
He Chen: "Yes, a sales contract."
Wen Xinglan: "Same as Mom."
He Chen: "A deal."
Wen Xinglan: "Buying and selling."
He Chen: "The contract."
Wen Xinglan: "The contract."
He Chen said, enunciating each word clearly: "Sales contract."
Wen Xinglan: "Mom, Grandma, Tongtong..."
He Chen: "..."
After teaching for a long time, Wen Xinglan was indeed learning diligently, but she could only say one word at a time, and could never make a sentence. He Chen suppressed a laugh and said, "Forget it, let's stop learning. If you keep learning, your little tongue will become a bow. But you're not cut out for studying, and I'm not cut out for playing. So what should we do next?"
Wen Xinglan frowned, mimicking He Chen's expression, and asked in distress, "What should we do?"
He Chen found it amusing. What to do? Study it, then he dialed a phone number.
The call connected, and the person on the other end said, "He Chen? What's up?"
He Chen: "How do you usually take care of your child?"
The other person said, "Didn't you hate it when I talked about taking care of kids? Wait, why are you suddenly asking this kind of question?"
He Chen said smugly to Wen Xinglan, "Call me uncle."
Wen Xinglan called out into the phone in a childish voice, "Uncle."
The person on the other end immediately became flustered, "Where did this kid come from?"
He Chen snorted: "My son."
"Holy crap! Your son?!" The voice on the other end cracked. "Where did you get a son from?"
He Chen: "You don't need to worry about so much. Just tell me how you usually take care of the kids."
Clearly, this was too much of a shock, and the other person couldn't remain calm, continuing to ask, "How did you suddenly have a son? When did Jiaojiao give birth?"
He Chen said impatiently, "Do I have to report to you about having a son? Are you going to tell me or not? If not, I'll ask someone else."
The other person said, "It's just about experience raising children, right? I've raised my daughter since she was little. You have no idea, my daughter..."
He Chen: "Get to the point!"
The other side: "Taking care of a child, well... wait, I shared my daily life with my daughter in the group a few times before, and you kicked me out of the group. Now you're coming to find me again? Do you think I'm the kind of person who comes and goes as I please?"
He Chen: "You call that sharing a few times? You want to livestream 24/7, it makes it hard for people to sleep soundly."
opposite:"……"
He Chen: "Tell me or not, or I'm hanging up."
The other side: "Pull me back into the group first, and I'll send you the strategy guide in a bit."
He Chen angrily added him to the group again.
However, He Chen soon received a document from someone, full of tips and tricks for taking care of children.
He Chen automatically filtered out some things he couldn't do, staring at one and muttering, "Play with toys with the child."
He Chen finally noticed that there were no toys left in the office.
He Chen called his assistant in and asked, "What toys does your child usually play with?"
The assistant rattled off all the toys her child played with, as if they were her most treasured possessions.
He Chen: "Go and buy them all for me."
Assistant: "Okay."
...
There was a large shopping mall near the company, and the assistant quickly returned with bags of toys, telling He Chen that all the toys had been disinfected.
Wen Xinglan and He Shen stared at each other for over an hour. Just as they were starting to get bored, an uncle suddenly brought him a lot of toys. He was so happy that he grabbed He Shen's thumb and wanted to pull him to play with the toys.
Although He Chen's office had a thick carpet, no matter how clean the carpet was, it had still been stepped on. His assistant had even thoughtfully bought a crawling mat to put on the floor. He Chen thought his assistant was incredibly capable and deserved a raise next month.
The two sat on the playmat and built a track together. Then they put a small train on the track, pressed the switch, and the train started running while singing a nursery rhyme. Wen Xinglan clapped and chuckled as she watched the train run. He Chen suddenly realized that the child was quite fun, and he thought he should take a video and post it in the group chat.
Just as I was engrossed in playing, an uninvited guest arrived at the office.
There are still several.
"What are you doing?" He Chen asked.
The group that came were all friends He Chen had known since childhood, and they were all from the group he had just invited. Among them was the girl-obsessed guy he had just invited.
"We heard you have a son, so we had to come and see." One of them said, sitting down on the playmat and looking Wen Xinglan up and down incredulously. "Thick eyebrows and big eyes, he really does look a bit like you. Is he really your son?"
He Chen: "If it's not mine, is it yours? Your most important thing right now is to get married."
The person: "..."
Another person said, "Although we're all busy with work and only see each other a few times a year, your son is so big now, how come you've never mentioned him? Could he be a bastard child you just recognized? Does Jiaojiao know about this?"
"Impossible. With his looks that seem to want to be Jiaojiao, how could he possibly have a child with anyone other than Jiaojiao?" the person holding the child said with certainty.
"Yes, so this really is your and Jiaojiao's child?"
He Chen: "Absolutely genuine."
He had never told anyone except Jiaojiao about being framed by the young master of the He family and becoming infertile. Although the family's nanny knew that the couple couldn't have children, she didn't know the specifics of the situation.
He doesn't plan to tell anyone about adopting Wen Xinglan now. If he tells others about it, it's hard to avoid people with ulterior motives saying things like, "Your parents aren't your biological parents. Look how they treat you. Biological parents would never treat their own children like that." They deliberately sow discord, and children who don't understand right and wrong are easily misled.
However, the fact that Wen Xinglan was adopted by them couldn't be kept secret, and he didn't intend to deliberately hide it. So what if they knew? But if someone investigated and used it to cause trouble, he could just target them precisely.
"So, you sneak off to become a father without even a word. What's wrong? Are you afraid we'll steal your son, or do you think we can't afford the gifts?"
He Chen: "Now that you know, you can go back and prepare your gifts."
Everyone: "..."
A group of people surrounded Wen Xinglan as if she were a monkey. Wen Xinglan was a little scared by their stares and moved closer to He Chen while holding the toy train.
He Chen lifted Wen Xinglan onto his lap and said, "Baby, greet people."
Wen Xinglan's big eyes swept over the faces of the strangers, and she said obediently and a little shyly, "People."
"Hahahaha!" The group burst into laughter. "A person? Hahahaha! Your son is hilarious, hahahaha!!!"
Wen Xinglan could already sense other people's attitudes towards him. Knowing that others were laughing at him, he looked at He Chen with some grievance.
"What are you laughing at? Shut up!" He Chen scolded the group, then gently patted Wen Xinglan and said in a tender tone, "Baby, 'people' is just a general term. We can't call them by that when we're talking about specific people. These guys look similar to Daddy and are male, so we should call them uncles."
Wen Xinglan didn't understand the long explanation at the beginning, but she understood the part about calling them "uncle." Wen Xinglan then very obediently called out to the group, "Uncle."
Oh my, how well-behaved they are! Their hearts were instantly captured.
"Oh my, my nephew is so cute. Come here, let your uncle give him a hug."
"What hug? You don't deserve it. You were the one laughing the loudest just now. How dare you? Nephew, let your uncle hug you. We don't want any uncles to hug us. My good nephew, tell your uncle what you like, and I can buy you a star from the sky."
"Do you two even know how to hold a baby? Let me tell you, babies' bones are very fragile, you have to handle them gently. You two are clumsy, don't hurt the baby. Move aside, let me do it. Come on, baby, how about Uncle takes you to play with your little sister?"
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Author's Note: You might not believe it, but I didn't update yesterday because my glasses were missing. I just tossed them aside when I got home from get off work and couldn't find them again. Luckily, it's the weekend, so I went and got a new pair. [laughing emoji]
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