C8 Two Sons

"Keep your voice down. Can't you see that Little Master and Director Fu are angry right now? Stop arguing!" Assistant Lin, who was following closely behind, quickly stopped Jian Qingchu with a low voice.

Little Master had a strange temper. He did not like any of the nurses he had hired. He had no choice but to find Secretary Jian to make up the numbers.

Who knew that Secretary Jian was so blind. This time, he had to find someone else again.

Jian Zhou'an, who was silently protesting with Fu Mo about not drinking the porridge, saw Jian Qingchu and his eyes lit up. The unhappiness on his face was swept away and he shouted at Jian Qingchu.

"Mommy!"

That happy look, there was no need to mention how happy he was.

Assistant Lin was dumbfounded. What was going on? Was this still the same Little Master who was hard to serve in the past?

"Mommy?" Fu Mo's deep eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a dangerous aura in his examining gaze.

Although Jian Zhou'an was smarter and more quick-witted than normal children, he was still a child with a lively nature. When he saw his mommy after falling ill, he was happy and did not care about the current situation.

Hearing Fu Mo's serious questioning voice, Jian Zhou'an suddenly woke up. His weird black eyes turned and pointed at Jian Qingchu.

"Dad, let her be my mommy, okay? She is the mommy I found in the company. Xirui wants her to be my mommy. Otherwise, when she gets sick, she won't be as painful as my mommy."

Jian Zhou'an's expression was very aggrieved.

He had grown up with Jian Qingchu. Jian Zhou'an's acting skills were definitely up to his mother. It was not a problem to pretend to be real.

Hearing this, the doubt in Fu Mo's heart faded a little.

Jian Qingchu, on the other hand, seemed to have been struck by lightning as she stood rooted to the spot!

Who would tell her what was going on in front of her?

"She's not your mommy. Listen to me." Fu Mo saw Jian Qingchu's shock and quickly put on a straight face.

He was full of dignity.

After saying that, he started to reflect on himself. It seemed like he should find a mommy for Xirui.

"Alright."

Jian Zhou'an quietly let out a sigh of relief. He pretended to be regretful and lowered his head, ignoring the hints that Jian Qingchu kept shooting at him in the blink of an eye.

"Your task today is to take good care of Xirui. Go and buy some porridge first. Other than porridge, Xirui can't eat anything else today."

After Fu Mo gave the instructions, he returned to the company.

Assistant Lin was also ordered to take care of Jian Zhou'an. There were only three people left in the ward.

"I will go and buy porridge. Secretary Jian, you stay here and take care of Little Master!" Assistant Lin decisively chose to escape from the battlefield. No matter what, it was best to avoid contact with Little Master!

The door of the ward was closed again.

"Jian Zhou'an?"

Jian Qingchu narrowed her eyes and called out tentatively.

When she saw that the child on the bed looked exactly the same as her son and even called Fu Mo father, Jian Qingchu felt that something was wrong. She held back her doubts and did not reveal the truth.

Now that everyone had left, she naturally did not hide anymore.

"Auntie, you have mistaken me for someone else. My name is Fu Xirui..." Jian Zhou'an covered his face and pretended to be stupid.

Jian Qingchu, who was usually astute, would not have thought of the problem.

She could have mistaken her son for someone else, but it was not to the extent that she could not recognize him!

No wonder, no wonder she felt that there was something wrong with that "son" yesterday!

"Auntie? Why don't you call me again?" Jian Qingchu walked to the bedside with a sneer on her face that made Jian Zhou'an shiver uncontrollably.

"I was wrong! Mommy, I dare not do it again..." Jian Zhou'an thought that it was not good. He knew that he could not continue acting, so he immediately held his head and admitted defeat.

A wise man doesn't fight when the odds are against him. Hey!

Jian Qingchu sat down on the chair and crossed her legs. She did not seem to be familiar with Fu Mo at all.

She stared at her son's head and snorted again.

"Jian Zhou'an, when did you change your name? Do you know that man? Just call him daddy!"

Jian Zhou'an laughed awkwardly and tried to please her. "Mommy, this is a misunderstanding. I promise you with my drumsticks that I will be forced to do this!"

His chubby little claws grabbed Jian Qingchu's arm and shook it pitifully.

Unfortunately, Jian Qingchu did not fall for this trick.

"You were forced. Then when you entered the hospital, it was also others who forced you to eat it?"

"It's all because the dishes cooked by their chef were too delicious..." Jian Zhou'an muttered in a low voice.

Black lines appeared on Jian Qingchu's forehead.

Why didn't he blame his small belly for not being able to fit in?

"What exactly is going on? How did you become someone else's son? Hurry up and explain it to me. Otherwise, you won't even be able to eat porridge today!"

Jian Qingchu's face was stern as she stood up angrily.

Before she finished speaking, the door of the ward was pushed open with a 'kacha' sound.

Assistant Lin stood at the door with a bowl of packed porridge in his hands. He looked at the two of them in a daze.

He had just heard Jian Qingchu's last sentence.

She threatened to stop Little Master from eating the porridge? Did Secretary Jian have the gall to do so?

Jian Zhou'an and Jian Qingchu paused for three seconds.

"Assistant Lin, you are back. This is Little Master's porridge, right? Thank you for your hard work. " Jian Qingchu instantly retracted the hand that was still pointing at Jian Zhou'an's head a second ago.

She turned around and walked over with a professional smile on her face. She took the porridge and pretended that nothing had happened just now.

She opened the simple table on the bed and placed the porridge on it.

Assistant Lin was anxious. He quickly walked over and smiled apologetically.

"Little Master, I know you don't like porridge. Director Fu said that when you get better, he will..."

He did not finish his words.

Jian Qingchu secretly glared at him. Jian Zhou'an was shocked. Without saying anything, he picked up the spoon and started to drink the porridge.

It was as if he was obedient.

Assistant Lin was stunned.

"Assistant Lin, what did you just say?" Jian Qingchu stood at the side and asked, "understanding."

"Buddha's buns?" Jian Zhou'an still had porridge in his mouth as he asked inarticulately.

"N-nothing..." Assistant Lin shook his head and secretly pinched himself. He almost cried out in pain.

He was not dreaming!

This was the first time he had seen Little Master drink the porridge so obediently. This woman was really good at taking care of children!

"Assistant Lin, I will take care of Little Master, you..." Jian Qingchu wanted to send him away, but who knew...

"Secretary Jian, I will go back to the company first. I will leave this place to you!"

After Assistant Lin said that, he left the ward like he was running away.

That speed made Jian Qingchu feel that it would be a loss to the country if he did not participate in the marathon!

It seemed that the little brat in her house last night was still a troublesome person.

"Jian Zhou'an, have you finished eating? Come home with me after you finish eating."

Once Assistant Lin left, Jian Qingchu's expression changed and she urged Jian Zhou'an with a dark expression.

"I'm not leaving." He still wanted to find his daddy for his mommy!

The boy called Fu Xirui looked exactly the same as him.

That Fu Mo was most likely his daddy!

Father!