Chapter 28
The audience seats were once again in an uproar because of Xiao Fusheng's words, but in this corner, Xie Yun, who had seen a lot of the world, was stunned by his boss's words.
It is normal for ordinary people to want to have a child because the little one is cute and lovable.
But this is Sheng Ning, Sheng Ning!
Billions of wealth were nothing to her. All the different kinds of people in the world were just passers-by to her. Xie Yun had never seen her boss care about anything, not even the people in her huge family.
When she first joined the company a few years ago, someone even quietly told her that the reason Sheng Ning was so indifferent to everything was because she was sick and could not empathize with others.
Don't even mention liking her, just be thankful that she doesn't hate it.
But the current boss is actually like those people, even like Kan Qi Luoyao, and has fallen in love with Xiao Fusheng?
No, there is still a difference.
Whatever the boss wants, he will definitely get it. It’s not just talk.
Xie Yun subconsciously looked towards the stage, where Shao Ling, lying on the ground covered in dust, was looking down at her. The pretty girl had no idea what had happened.
But how did she catch the boss's attention?
Unique talent? Or looks?
The boss is not such a superficial person, and these are just everything to her.
All thoughts were interrupted by the angry fans below:
"What's going on! Luo Yao, give us an explanation. This is too much!"
"What did our Shao Ling do wrong? Just because he likes children, should he be treated like this in public?"
Shao Ling's fans hadn't lost their minds enough to go to a child to ask for an explanation, so they naturally directed their attacks at Luo Yao. Of course, there was some rationality, but not much.
Many people even started throwing their cheering items onto the stage. Such a major stage accident was simply difficult to control.
But Luo Yao's fans were not pushovers either. Seeing this, they started arguing with those people from a distance, trying to stop them from throwing things. Others were happy to watch the fun and wanted to record all the videos of the scene.
The scene was in chaos, and the security guards were anxious to stop people, fearing that it would cause a stampede.
At this moment, Xiao Fusheng squatted down to pick up the microphone that fell on the stage, and then jumped up and kicked away many cheering sticks that flew towards him and his father.
She tapped the microphone twice, passed it to Shao Ling, and asked politely, "Uncle, can you tell your fans to behave? It's very dangerous."
Those crazy fans froze for a moment.
In such a chaotic situation, this sound was too abrupt.
Shao Ling: “…”
Even if he was angry, he knew what was more important at this time.
He gritted his teeth and said, "It's all a misunderstanding. Please don't worry. Safety at the scene is the most important thing."
Then he got up from the ground.
Little Fusheng returned to his father with satisfaction: "It's his turn, little father."
Luo Yao came in a hurry this time, and many fans were caught off guard, so very few could make it. Besides, fans all know what kind of person Lu Yao is over the years. He hangs out on his own, but he usually has very high requirements for his fans. Even if the order at some events is a little chaotic, he will come down and say a few words. Naturally, he will not cause trouble.
Ultimately, it's because Shao Ling usually indulges and uses his fans to fabricate a persona for himself everywhere, so his fans have no scruples when they go offline.
Luo Yao didn't even pick up the microphone, he just knocked on it twice, and the small group of fans holding his support items stood at attention like a soldier.
This makes it easier for security guards to manage.
The person in charge had already rushed onto the stage and took the microphone. "Shao Ling was just joking with the kids. There was nothing wrong with that. Please don't misinterpret it. Today's music festival has concluded successfully. Please leave in an orderly manner."
He underestimated the fighting power of Shao Ling's fans. Before he could finish his words, he was hit on the head by a support item thrown by one of them: "What nonsense are you talking about! Make Luo Yao and Fu Sheng come out and apologize!"
"Just let it go like that after beating someone up! You wish!"
How could the person in charge dare to ask someone to apologize? If this matter were to be exposed, Shao Ling would be the one in trouble.
He kept winking at Shao Ling, asking him to get off the stage quickly.
Shao Ling held his breath and just turned around, he found that the way down to the stage was blocked by a row of burly men.
Although he was wearing different clothes, his attitude made it clear that he was not going to let anyone go.
He lowered his voice: "What's going on?"
The person in charge was also confused. The security guards on the scene were all wearing uniform and no one else could get in.
Wait a minute, he remembered that someone brought in a group of security guards.
He shuddered and looked at the vvvvvVIP position. There were only four security guards left there, and the woman sitting in the middle had stood up and was looking at the stage.
It goes without saying who did this.
Who is he targeting? If it's Luo Yao and the others, it's fine, but if it's Shao Ling, then he's completely finished.
The person in charge didn't know what the boss meant for a moment, but fortunately the assistant next to her had already walked behind the scenes and came out from the security group.
"Our President Sheng means that since it's a misunderstanding, we should talk it out right away to prevent the fans from getting suspicious, which wouldn't be good for anyone." Xie Yun smiled slightly. "What do you think?"
He said, he said shit.
Doesn’t this mean that you can’t leave until you finish talking?
Now I know who it's aimed at.
The person in charge broke out in a cold sweat, but the people behind him did not give him a chance to breathe.
Xiao Fusheng is still holding the microphone.
"Fusheng, give it to me first. This uncle apologizes." Little Fusheng's crisp voice rang out over the speakers, "You shouldn't have hit your uncle and thrown him to the ground."
It was said to be an apology, but in the ears of those with ulterior motives it became a mockery.
Shao Ling, you are a big and strong man who often posts photos of himself going to the gym. But you actually knocked down such a weak little girl who is not even as tall as your waist.
If Shao Ling's fans were not so angry, they would have felt that the people who were embarrassed were their own family members if they had some common sense.
But they are not calm now.
"Is an apology enough? Pay compensation! Sue her!"
"Shao Ling, are you mute?"
"Let your parents speak, is it your parents who instructed you to do so?"
Because the other audience members were very quiet, the hoarse voices of Shao Ling's fans were particularly clear.
The little Fusheng on the big screen had a puzzled look in his eyes: "It was my uncle who wanted to hug me, and it was my uncle who wanted to kiss me. He was the one who took the initiative. He knew I didn't want to, but he still tried to hurt me. I was acting in self-defense, so why would he be the one who ordered it?"
She spoke in an orderly manner: "Everyone should ask, why did uncle do this?"
Those fans were choked up.
Yes, both times Shao Ling took the initiative to get close to Fu Sheng. He was avoided the first time, but he wanted to go again the second time.
"You can't hit people! That's uncultured!"
"No wonder no one wants to be picked up, he must have a terrible personality!"
Those fans who have already rushed to the front row can't control their mouths.
"What good can a person be who adopts a child like this?"
"No parents to teach me!"
As soon as those people finished speaking, they felt that several people were standing in front of them.
The big boss they admired, who had been sitting in the corner, had appeared in front of them at some point, followed by several bodyguards.
Now everyone could see each other's faces up close. The woman was tall and slender.
His eyes were light and he looked a bit like an exotic mixed race. He had a strong appearance that was unforgettable at first sight, but he also had a sense of aloofness and coldness.
Especially the way she looks at people, it seems like she doesn't take anyone seriously.
These fans were frightened by the scene with her and her bodyguards, but they still remembered that she was the boss, so they spoke more restrainedly: "You..."
Before he could finish his words, he was slapped hard in the face. The sound was so crisp that everyone present shuddered subconsciously, as if their faces were burning with pain.
The owner of the hands that had slapped her withdrew his hands, took the handkerchief handed to him by the bodyguard, wiped his hands gently, and looked at her indifferently: "I don't like what you said."
The fan who was beaten never expected such a thing to happen. Just as he was about to get angry, he saw several bodyguards around the woman.
"Why?" Sheng Ning lifted the brim of his hat. "Your mother didn't tell you, so she can't comment without knowing the full story?"
"I……"
"Shh." Sheng Ning wiped his hands, put his fingers to his lips, and said disapprovingly, "My child hasn't finished speaking yet."
Her, her child? !
The only child on the stage had no idea what was happening below the stage. After all, those bodyguards were so tall.
But Xiao Fusheng clearly heard the fan say that she had no parents to teach her. She frowned and explained seriously: "I have a father and a mother, and they are both very good."
Still looking though.
"Alright." Luo Yao took another microphone from another staff member, glanced at the people below the stage, and said lazily, "I've always been very understanding. Since you want to know what happened, and since some people refuse to change despite repeated warnings, there's nothing I can do."
After saying that, he took out his cell phone from his pocket and directly played the part where Shao Ling's assistant asked Ge Zhen to cooperate with his hype, and how he drew a clear line with Shao Ling.
The recording was transmitted to every corner of the scene through the speakers.
Because the recording was quite long, he turned it off after playing this part, then walked over to Shao Ling and responded to him with his fans' words: "Who ordered you to do that, well-educated uncle?"
All the arrows he shot hit himself, and Shao Ling's fans in the audience couldn't make a sound.
"I was wondering why he looked so familiar." Xie Yun also stepped forward. "It seems you were the one who just passed by our car and said you had to make Xiao Fusheng look good. So why did you have to drag a five-year-old child to act with you on stage, you well-educated uncle?"
Not to mention the fan who was beaten, even those who were not beaten are embarrassed now.
What's more, they were so excited just now and were looking for an explanation, but now that the explanation has come, they are the ones who are slapped in the face.
Why would he be the kind of person who hires others to hype things up and uses his power to threaten other colleagues?
Some fans couldn't bear the blow and burst into tears on the spot: "Shao Ling, has your conscience been eaten by a dog?"
They worked so hard to control the comments and vote for him, traveled thousands of miles to watch his live performances, and paid for his endorsements, but in the end, all they got in return was that they became fans of something they didn't even know what it was.
He even focused his attention on a child who was ignorant of the world. If Xiao Fusheng hadn't reacted quickly, would he have been touched by him without knowing it?
The bodyguards blocking the scene all dispersed at some point, and Luo Yao picked up the baby and prepared to leave.
Xiao Fusheng, who was in Xiaodie's arms, shook his head: "Xiaodie, they haven't apologized yet."
Luo Yao paused slightly.
Little Fusheng, who was holding the microphone, said, "Fusheng has already apologized, and the adults should apologize too. They still cursed Big Daddy and Little Daddy."
She grew up on her own, and every father and mother was very kind to her and are good people, so she must apologize for such words.
Luo Yao looked at the distraught Shao Ling: "Did you hear that?"
Shao Ling, who didn't expect that a music festival would ruin all his future, now has no fighting spirit at all. Not to mention Luo Yao and Xiao Fusheng, he doesn't even dare to face the audience in the stage.
He held his head with a pale face: "I'm sorry."
Sheng Ning, who was still blocking the way in front of the fans in the audience, glanced sideways at the fans who had also lost their backbone: "Why, you're not even as good as a child?"
After the slap she gave, the others were afraid that the next slap would land on their faces, and they all closed their eyes and shouted, "I'm sorry!"
All Xiao Fusheng wants is an attitude, but she will not forgive those people.
If apologies are useful, what do we need police officers for?
"Hmph." She hugged Xiaodie's neck, "Xiaodie, let's go."
"Um..." Xie Yun followed closely behind the two of them, and only asked when the crowd had thinned out, "Teacher Luo Yao, Teacher Fu Sheng, could you please give me an autograph? I've liked you for a long time."
Luo Yao remembered this person. She didn't look like a staff member, but the person in charge seemed to be quite respectful to her, so he was probably one of the organizers.
But since the other party helped him, he didn't hesitate: "Okay."
Sure enough, she is his fan and even his support item.
"And Teacher Fusheng." Xie Yun pointed to the blank space next to him. Strictly speaking, Xiao Fusheng hadn't debuted yet, so he didn't have any loyal fans and certainly didn't have any support items. He could only sign together with Luo Yao. "Can we sign together?"
Xiao Fusheng's eyes widened in surprise. She knew that the autograph was for the little fan who liked her, so now someone liked her!
"Of course!" She picked up the pen and wrote her name there stroke by stroke.
"Thank you, thank you." Xie Yun carefully put away the signature. After seeing the little Fusheng's eyes up close, he couldn't help but ask, "Excuse me, but I'm asking, isn't Fusheng a mixed-race person?"
Not to mention being mixed-race, she didn't even have blood before.
Xie Yun: "For example, do you have European ancestry?"
Because of those eyes, many people suspected that the child was mixed-race, but Luo Yao was used to it: "No."
"All right."
The boss must be crazy.
Today's incident caused quite a stir. Someone has already live-streamed what happened on the scene and uploaded it to the internet. Now the entire internet is dominated by hot searches about the music festival. Brother Hui rushed over as soon as he got the news and called Luo Yao to urge him to leave quickly.
I don’t know how chaotic things will be here soon.
Luo Yao nodded slightly to Xie Yun: "Thank you, we'll be leaving first."
Thank you for her love and thank you for her help today.
As a qualified fan, Xie Yun knew very well how congested the traffic would be soon, and she had to take her boss away quickly.
When she ran back, the person in charge, Shao Ling and his agent were blocking the boss in front of the car.
"Mr. Sheng, the misunderstanding today is too big. To prevent the situation from getting worse, we can only take a step back." Shao Ling's agent quickly found a public relations solution. "Please don't misunderstand."
The car door opened and Sheng Ning had already gotten in. Hearing this, he raised his eyes slightly and said, "Misunderstanding?"
"Yes, yes." The agent pinched Shao Ling, "Why don't you apologize to President Sheng right away."
Although I don't know what specific position this Ms. Sheng holds, she is an important figure whom the group's head called directly today and specifically told to take good care of, and to ask her to look up to him when in doubt.
The company also knows that it is difficult to salvage what happened to Shao Ling today, but if you cling to Sheng’s thighs, even death will be snatched away from the hands of the King of Hell.
Shao Ling immediately lowered his head: "I'm so sorry to spoil your fun."
As a person with a strong backing, he knows how to be humble when facing power.
Sheng Ning laughed.
Shao Ling's agent immediately struck while the iron was hot, sighing and deliberately playing the victim: "Our Shao Ling is usually not good at speaking, so she suffers a lot of losses. This time is no exception. That Fusheng and Luo Yao are so popular recently. For a child to have such a huge popularity, there must be many people behind her working for her."
"But our Shao Ling doesn't have any background. What else can we do after suffering the loss today?"
Shao Ling lowered his head.
His agent pushed him forward. "I heard that Mr. Sheng just returned to China and isn't very familiar with the country. Why don't we let Shao Ling show you around? Let him accompany you for a while."
This was said in a cryptic way, but since they were all old foxes, how could they not understand it?
One of the reasons why Shao Ling has so many fans is that he looks good.
It's just a pity that Sheng Ning has been a lover of beauty since her ancestors, so there is no ugly person in their huge family, so she is not sensitive to people's appearance.
Hearing these two people singing the same tune and pretending to be weak in front of her, she just smiled and said nothing.
Shao Ling felt that he had a chance. Not to mention that Mr. Sheng was powerful, he could accompany her even without money just for her looks. He thought that the other party would agree to lean over and get in the car.
At this moment, Sheng Ning, who was sitting lazily, suddenly raised his foot and kicked him to the ground.
Everyone was shocked: "Mr. Sheng!"
Sheng Ning got out of the car, the tip of his shoe stepping on Shao Ling's shoulder.
"Mr. Sheng." Xie Yun stepped forward at the right moment and took out the signature he had just requested. "I got signatures for Luo Yao and Fu Sheng."
Sheng Ning took a look and saw that the child's handwriting was neat and tidy, as if it was printed on it.
She hummed, "Cut out the child's."
After she finished speaking, she lowered her eyes to glance at Shao Ling and curled her lips: "Do you know who taught the kid his skills?"
They didn't know it at first, but now an incredible idea suddenly flashed through their minds. Looking at Mr. Sheng's eyes, they felt a chill in their hearts.
"Yeah." Sheng Ning released his foot from Shao Ling and said lightly, "It's me."
Now no one dared to say anything in front of her. It was wrong to offend the person from the beginning. What else was there to say?
Is there any hope for Shao Ling? Just scatter his ashes.
Sheng Ning put on his hat and returned to his seat, leaning back against the car seat and closing his eyes: "I don't know if the child had any background in the past, but from now on, I will be her background."
The car door closed automatically, and the bodyguards scattered around lifted the arms of the stunned people and moved them to the side to avoid blocking the boss's way.
The black business car gradually went away in the night, and the bodyguards also left, leaving behind only a few people who were heartbroken.
"It's over." Shao Ling's manager leaned against the tree and almost collapsed. "It's completely over."
After leaving the scene, Sheng Ning drove directly to her private villa.
Halfway through the walk, the good weather suddenly turned into thunder, and a torrential downpour came down unexpectedly.
Even though the car was well soundproofed, she was still annoyed by the faint sound.
I was in a good mood at the music festival, but now it suddenly became a little unbearable.
Seeing his boss's mood, Xie Yun handed over the signature he had already scratched out: "Mr. Sheng, it's raining heavily, we need to slow down."
Sheng Ning took the paper with just two short words written on it. It was a thin piece of paper, and even though he had seen it countless times, he still found it novel.
Some brief fragments flashed through my mind.
At that time, she didn't have much of an assistant, and she often didn't know where in the world she would be the next day.
We often experience heavier rain or bigger winds and waves than we do now.
Sometimes she would feel that she was too lonely, and whenever this happened, she would turn on her cell phone.
The child might be studying or attending class at that time, but she didn't care.
He picked up the child and said to her, "It's raining."
But no matter what the child was doing, he would reply to her: "Mom, is it cold when it rains?"
It is spring in Xiao Fusheng's castle all year round, with warm sunshine and naturally no rain.
But in her knowledge, this kind of weather existed, and she could only care about her mother based on her impression.
Sheng Ning was only in her early twenties at that time, and she didn't think anything of being called "Mom".
She grew up in a complicated environment, with relatives not like relatives and friends not like friends. Later, she got tired of such a life and started traveling alone. Over time, she didn't know how to communicate with others.
She was lucky enough to live to the age of 20 without anyone to talk to. Many times she didn't know what she wanted to say, but she just wanted to find a place to say it and someone to whom.
At this time the child appeared.
When she came into contact with this game, it was still in internal testing, and she happened to get an internal testing code.
The developers wanted to make a game from birth to adulthood, so the child wasn't even formed during the internal test.
The game announcement was collecting children's facial features. For some unknown reason, Sheng Ning added some of his own characteristics to it, but it was a pity that he couldn't name it at that time.
After choosing the facial features, the moment I saw the child open her eyes, it seemed as if there was really some bond connecting me to her.
Later, when collecting more living supplies for the child, Sheng Ning gave her his favorite castle.
When the game is officially launched, she will have another child to chat with during her journey.
When choosing skill points, she did not choose any talents. She taught her children whatever she encountered. When they encountered danger, she let her children learn martial arts. When the car broke down, she taught her children how to repair it. When she saw beautiful scenery, she taught her children photography.
As time went by, she didn't even know what she had taught.
When she hears her say it's raining, the child will express concern: "It will be cold when it rains, so you need to wear more clothes, Mom."
They will also ask curiously: "Mom, what does it look like when it rains?"
"The rain is falling to the ground." Even though Sheng Ning had received an elite education since childhood, at that moment she didn't know how to describe the rain to a child, so she took a photo and sent it over, "The sky is crying, it's raining."
In fact, based on the child’s knowledge reserves, he or she will definitely know the principle of rain.
But the children particularly like that kind of statement: "Then it must have encountered something very sad, that's why it cried so hard."
"Mom, tell it not to be sad." The child's voice was so innocent that it could break through the darkness of the rainstorm. "The sky here is always happy. I asked the God of Heaven to share half of his happiness with the God of Heaven where Mom lives. They are good friends."
Sheng Ning couldn't help laughing.
Until I heard the child say again: "God is happy, so Mommy shouldn't be sad."
At that time, she wondered how there could be such a smart program that could control people.
Later, every time it rained, Sheng Ning would think of this sentence.
But she can no longer open her phone and tell her child that it is raining.
After clipping the small piece of paper with his name on it into his phone case, Sheng Ning lowered the car window and saw a car not far away that was also driving very slowly.
Cub raising calendar update:
【Zizi feels very sleepy and wants to sleep.】
After a while, the car suddenly stopped.
She raised her eyebrows slightly.
"Follow him."
"What?" Xie Yun hurriedly reminded the boss to close the window. "It's no big deal if the car gets wet, but it's not okay if you get wet."
bad?
It's better if it's broken.
Thinking about that idiot who came to scam people, sometimes scamming people is a good thing.
"Come and take a look," she said.
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"I've noticed you guys are really trending lately. How come you guys keep running into everyone?" On the way back, Brother Hui was busy sorting out today's issues with the company's PR, not forgetting to look back at the sleepy little one and the older one. "But it's better to stay away from these trending searches. Too much heat will cause a backlash from fans."
Xiao Fusheng has been tired all day, even more tired than when he was on the crew.
When she wasn't filming, she had a small chair to sleep on and no one would disturb her, but her head was buzzing today.
She closed her eyes dazedly: "It's so hard."
"Go to sleep." Luo Yao took a small blanket and covered her with it, and asked the driver to turn up the air conditioner. "Daddy will call you when we get home."
"Uh-huh."
Xiao Fusheng's consciousness gradually became blurred.
A few minutes after she fell asleep, the car suddenly stopped.
"What's going on?" Brother Hui was shocked. "Don't let it get damaged here in this weather. No one will come to fix it for a while. It will be a disaster if the audience comes over after the show ends."
The driver tried several times but still couldn't start the car, so he found an umbrella and said, "I'll go down and take a look."
Xie Yun, who had already caught up and saw this situation, murmured, "Why does this situation seem familiar?"
But Sheng Ning's mood became very relaxed at this moment. She took out an umbrella and said, "Open the door."
"Mr. Sheng?"
Xie Yun knew that her boss could repair cars. In the past, when she drove around alone, she solved many problems by herself. But when did her boss become so enthusiastic?
On a rainy night, Sheng Ning walked slowly under the light of the car headlights, holding an umbrella, and looking at the car gently.
"What's going on?" Brother Hui poked his head out from the passenger seat. "Can it be solved?"
Sheng Ning recognized this person, Luo Yao's agent, as it was written in the information she got.
"No!" the driver said, "We have to take it to the 4S store."
Sheng Ning tilted the umbrella slightly and looked at his agent: "Do you need help?"
Only then did Brother Hui realize that there was a person standing on the other side, holding a big black umbrella and wearing a white shirt. He was startled and looked closely, and found that it was a very beautiful girl. There was also a car parked behind.
Are you an artist going to the music festival together?
"The car broke down." Brother Hui said, "Did you get stuck?"
"No." Sheng Ning glanced at the time on his watch. "At this point, it might be more convenient to follow our car."
That would be great if that were the case.
Brother Hui firmly believed that there was truth and true love in the world, but he hesitated a bit and said, "Wouldn't that be too much trouble for you?"
Sheng Ning chuckled: "No."
Oh my God, what a beautiful and kind angel!
"Haruko!" He turned around immediately, "We have to follow this beautiful woman's car back first, otherwise we might not be able to leave for a while."
There was such a big commotion today. If anyone had ulterior motives, no matter whose fans they were, this car would be surrounded by a crowd.
Luo Yao nodded, unbuckled the baby's safety belt, and picked him up with the blanket.
"Daddy?" Xiao Fusheng hummed softly, "Are we home yet?"
Luo Yao patted her on the head: "No, you continue to sleep."
The car door was opened, and Sheng Ning saw the child sleeping obediently in the man's arms. Maybe she was too sleepy, so even with such a big noise, she couldn't open her eyes completely. She just struggled a few times and fell asleep again.
She probably looked like this every time I woke her up in the past.
This realization made Sheng Ning feel a little happier.
She tilted the umbrella towards Luo Yao.
"Thanks."
Sheng Ning didn't say anything, but as he walked towards his car, Luo Yao's arms were wet, and there was also a lot of rain on his back, not knowing whether the umbrella was tilted or the rain was too heavy.
Luo Yao didn't think much about it. In his opinion, it was good enough that others could help. Two people sharing one umbrella was not big enough, so as long as the kid didn't get wet, it was fine.
The car here is also a seven-seater, so it can accommodate everyone.
But the child fell asleep, and there was no safety seat here. Luo Yao was not sure about fastening her seat belt, as it would be dangerous if she fell asleep.
"Look how wet you are." Brother Hui said, "Let me hold the child."
Brother Hui is a carefree person. Just now, the driver was holding an umbrella, and he was holding the child and Luo Yao's bag, so he got quite wet. Luo Yao frowned.
Sheng Ning slowly wiped his hands dry and said with a smile, "How about letting me hold you?"
"Thank you so much." Brother Hui said, "Although the child is thin, his weight is not clear."
Xie Yun, who had witnessed his boss giving Luo Yao the "side umbrella" with his own eyes, understood what his boss was trying to do and immediately chimed in: "Don't worry, our CEO Sheng used to survive in the wild, works out regularly, and has learned Chinese martial arts. He has no problem holding a child. He might even know how to hold a child safely better than you do."
Sheng Ning didn't force it, but just said lightly: "If you want the child to catch a cold with you."
“…”
Now Luo Yao had no reason to refuse.
He handed the child over gently: "Thank you for your help."
Sheng Ning glanced at his hand and nodded in a neutral tone.
After holding the child in her arms, she could understand what they meant when they said the child was very thin. The child looked soft and flabby, and why did the bones hurt when she pinched them?
Sheng Ning gently brushed the corners of the child's eyes with her fingertips.
I feed you well, so how come you are so thin?
The child's face under the small blanket was slightly red, and his breathing was even. He had no idea that the person holding him had changed.
He has no guard at all, no wonder he mistakenly recognized his mother.
Sheng Ning curled his lips but didn't look up: "Where are you going?"
Artists' residences cannot be exposed to others casually. Brother Hui said, "Just drop us off at Zhongcheng Plaza when we get to the city. I'll have someone pick us up."
Xie Yun coughed lightly: "Then I'm afraid you can't go back."
"Why?"
"It's raining heavily today. It'll take at least two hours to get to the city," Xie Yun said. "Based on past experience in Haicheng, you might get stuck outside before you even get there, or the road might be closed."
Brother Hui slapped his head and said, "I forgot about this terrible drainage system."
Xie Yun quickly tried to cooperate with his boss: "Boss Sheng, we've already met. Why don't we let them temporarily go to your house in the suburbs? I think Xiao Fusheng is pretty tired today. It must be hard for her to toss around like this."
If I insist on going back, I either have to take a long detour and there's no telling how long the traffic jam will last.
If we take the original route, not to mention the continuous rain, it will take a while for the drainage to stop.
Sheng Ning nodded lightly, not caring much: "Okay."
Xie Yun feigned composure and said, "Mr. Sheng has a villa in the suburbs. It's usually cleaned by someone, and it's less than half an hour from here. This way, it will be convenient for you to find someone to tow or repair the car when the rain stops tomorrow."
If a single male artist with a child were to be photographed by the media living in the home of a young and handsome boss, Brother Hui couldn't imagine what those media outlets who tell stories based on pictures would write about it.
"No need." Luo Yao refused before Hui Ge, "Let's just find a hotel nearby."
Xie Yun was a little embarrassed, but he had no choice but to agree.
She glanced at her boss secretly, only to find that he was looking at the child in his arms seriously from beginning to end, and didn't take the fact that the child was about to leave her seriously at all.
Suddenly, her cell phone vibrated.
I looked down and saw it was a message from my boss.
Mr. Sheng: All hotels with three stars and above must not have any vacancies.
Her boss is the most awesome one.
If you have money, you have confidence!
The group has its own public relations department. Although Sheng Ning is not in charge of the company, she can mobilize people from top to bottom, and Xie Yun is her hand.
Xie Yun immediately sent a message in the group to convey the boss's intention.
Fortunately, they didn't have to make special reservations. Today's heavy rain meant that all the rooms were fully booked for audiences from near and far who came to watch the music festival and couldn't leave.
After finishing everything, Xie Yun made a gesture to his boss.
But Sheng Ning did not immediately persuade them to go home, and let the driver T take them to find three hotels.
As she expected, the grown man and his assistant could just find any hotel to stay in, but there was a child with them, and it was obvious that Luo Yao was not the type of person to let a child stay anywhere.
As he asked which restaurants were full, his expression became increasingly grim.
He tolerated ordinary hotels, but after asking about five-star hotels, he couldn't help but curse: "Are all the suites full?"
"Maybe... there are a lot of wealthy people coming to the festival."
Sheng Ning gently hooked the child's finger, and before the driver started the car to go to the next hotel, she raised her eyebrows slightly: "If this continues, why don't you take a taxi and wait in the square until tomorrow morning."
After saying that, he covered his lips and yawned: "I'm not going to accompany you anymore. Or I'll take the child back and you can pick him up tomorrow."
Her eyes fell on Luo Yao: "Artist, right? If you want to avoid suspicion, bring your agent and stay there. Your assistant will come with me."
Then he raised his lips and said, "You can't let the child suffer with you."
Luo Yao's pain point was hit.
He himself came from the cramped storage room of the bar, so he could sleep anywhere, but Zaizai couldn't.
Even his current duplex apartment feels very tight for Zizi, who worries about his poverty every day.
If I take my children to other places, I don’t know what they will think.
"Sorry." He said like a big depressed puppy, "I'm sorry to bother you tonight."
There was no way he would let the cub out of his sight.
Sheng Ning hummed and said to the driver, "Go back."
Seeing this, Xie Yun had to admit his boss's admiration. In the past, his boss was always having fun and didn't care about anything, but he didn't expect that he had so many tricks up his sleeve.
As expected, none of the people from such aristocratic families are easy to deal with.
Sheng Ning did not lie about the villa. After arriving at the house that they said "is not usually occupied, but someone takes care of it", Brother Hui cursed this damn rich man a thousand times in his heart.
Luo Yao spent most of his savings to buy that house, but it's just a place he rarely lives in.
Zhuzhu whispered, "Brother Hui, Xiao Fusheng always says that our Brother Luo is poor. Did she live in a place like this before?"
It was built in the suburbs because there is no vacant land in the city that can accommodate a house of such a large area. The value of this house is not the mansion itself, but the green areas in front and back.
It's like building a house for yourself in the park.
In fact, all of Sheng Ning's houses are like this. Except for the mansions and castles passed down from her ancestors, most of the houses she bought later were for entertainment rather than living.
The nanny and security guard have a separate dormitory building, and the one she lives in is only three stories high and not very spacious.
But the park facilities outside are very complete, just like when she was in Europe, there must be corresponding leisure facilities outside the house, whether it is a ski resort or a golf course.
So the house she lives in is about the same size as Kan Qi's.
The car stopped in the garage. Luo Yao just turned around to pick up the child, but found that Mr. Sheng had already walked away with the child in his arms.
He had a very strange feeling. The assistant said that their boss liked him very much, but since he got in the car, it seemed that President Sheng had not even looked at him once?
Xie Yun calmly slowed down the pace of the group, "We've already arranged your rooms. Our General Manager Sheng will take Little Fusheng to her room. General Manager Sheng is a woman, so it will be more convenient for her to wash the child."
Luo Yao made a gesture to Zhuzhu, who understood immediately and quickly followed him.
Being rich is one thing, but when it comes to snatching children away, everyone is equal.
Zhuzhu chased after Ms. Sheng and saw her go straight up to the third floor.
"Mr. Sheng?" Zhuzhu tried to say, "I'll take Xiao Fusheng to sleep tonight."
Sheng Ning, who had been letting her follow him, stopped at the door of a room. He knew at a glance that this room was the master bedroom because the door was larger than that of other rooms and it was also very simple and luxurious.
Master, master bedroom?!
Sheng Ning opened the door, turned his head, and glanced at her calmly: "I don't agree."
"Varied……"
The door closed gently in front of her. Zhuzhu blinked before she could react. What happened?
After closing the door, Sheng Ning carried the child to the window and sat down. After all, someone would come to take the child soon.
She lowered her eyes and finally stretched her fingertips, which had been itching for a long time, to the child's ear and gently pinched her earlobe.
After a peaceful sleep, Xiao Fusheng couldn't help but snuggle into her "little daddy's" arms, but she vaguely smelled a strange smell. She was stunned for a moment, then slowly opened her sleepy eyes: "Are we home yet?"
What I saw was a strange face, but a pair of familiar eyes.
Xiao Fusheng blinked blankly.
"Yeah." Sheng Ning smiled and tapped her eyelids.
This sound?
Xiao Fusheng's eyes gradually became clearer. He sat up suddenly and found that he was no longer in the car. This was a very unfamiliar environment.
She tilted her head slowly.
My body was once again wrapped in the warm blanket, and that familiar voice sounded from above my head again, like a faint sigh: "Kid."
"It's raining." she said softly.
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