5 Big Shots Kneeled and Called Me Mom

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Gu Yuan saw the news, the first reaction was to gritt his teeth, but Duanmu's housekeeper said it twice, and Mr. Huo had been told, but Mr. Huo was busy, and Mr. Huo had no time, he could still pretend that way?Does he know how pitiful this kid was just now?

But after the initial anger, she suddenly realized something.

He doesn't seem to be pretending, nor does he look like someone who doesn't care about his son at all.

He really doesn't know?

Reminiscent of the palace fight drama that she had thought of before, she had a imagination in her head, and the various intrigues in "Xuan Ji Zhuan" made her put on Huo Jinchen all at once.

Was Duanmu's housekeeper deliberately concealing it, or was someone around Huo Jinchen prevented the news from being communicated?where is the problem?

Gu Yuan calmed his emotions and replied: "Yes, he is ill, and his stomach has been uncomfortable since the day. The family doctor prescribed it and prescribed medicine, but tossed again in the middle of the night. , Crying pitifully."

Think about it, she still didn't say "the Duanmu butler seems to be negligent about this condition", after all, this is just her senses, in case it is not?Or in case Huo Jinchen doesn't believe it, let it be Huo Jinchen's father's own investigation.

Huo Jinchen: "I know, Miss Gu, thank you."

After that, he never heard back.

Gu Yuan looked at this mobile phone, and once doubted whether there was a problem with the network or that the mobile phone was broken. She always felt that this Huo Jinchen classmate would somehow inquire about how she was ill, and the doctor was sick, or say something.

In short, she feels that Huo Jinchen’s last sentence does not seem to be a correct way to end this dialogue, but it seems that this dialogue is so ended.

Gu Yuan suffocated and felt that he had talked to him in vain, but he didn't respond?Once you know, thank you, it's over?

What kind of father is this?

Gu Yuan thought of this, gritted his teeth, really wanted to get into WeChat and gave Huo Jinchen two slaps to make him sober and sober, and then looked at Huo Lanting on the bed, only to see that he curled up his small body, frowning his brows, and still holding his head with his small hands. It looks pitiful.

Unspeakable emotions burst into the face and suddenly wanted to cry.

Although he bears some bears, can he blame him? He is so pitiful, nobody cares, no one hurts, only a housekeeper who seems not so loyal and a group of bodyguards who never look expressionless.

In such an environment, he has become worthy of society without turning into a big bad guy.

She lay back again and hugged his little body.

...

Huo Jinchen walked up the stairs at ten o'clock the next morning.

He was still wearing a blazer during the company meeting and was slightly crumpled after several hours of flying.According to the convention, he must change his clothes, but now he has prepared a new blazer with him, and he has no intention of changing.

He had been thinking about what Yuanyuan loved eating grass on WeChat.

There is also a report heard from Duanmu's housekeeper.

In order to be able to get close to the girl named Gu Yuan, Lan Ting actually used this kind of method, which he had never thought of.

Because I didn’t dare to admit that I had already eaten, I had to accompany the other person to have another meal. As a result, overeating caused my stomach to be disordered?

Huo Jinchen remembered that when he was originally on the island, why did Lan Ting go to that island after all his troubles? Although he was naughty, he was not so naughty at ordinary times, so he wanted to see the girl at the beginning?

Huo Jinchen doesn't remember his son showing such a strong interest and dependence on anyone, even if he loves his grandma most often, he won't be like that.

When Huo Jinchen stepped up the stairs, Duanmu's housekeeper followed and whispered back: "I have sent someone to check."

Huo Jinchen nodded and said nothing more.

The son is so emotionally dependent on a strange girl, he always wants to know the origin of the girl, even if she knows that she should be related to the Nie family in the world and the Ji family of the AK group, but still have to check Yes, after all, the son is too important, and the son's dependence on this Gu Yuan is too abnormal.

When he walked up to the third floor, Duanmu's housekeeper had gone down quietly. Huo Jinchen walked to the small hall on the third floor and turned left to his son's room.

This is a south-facing room. Outside the large bedroom is a study and a semi-open balcony. When he walked to the door, he could see the girl named Gu Yuan playing with his son on the balcony.

The two are one big and one small, lying side by side on the beige lazy couch, and the two big two small four feet are raised together.

Looking further forward, the two heads were put together, holding the chin, and reading a book there, as if it were an 8-open hard-learning picture book.

Huo Jinchen didn't speak or make any sound. He stood there silently, wanting to wait for them to finish reading the book, and then he passed.

"Sergeant Murphy is busy directing traffic on the road. At this time, the confused old man rushed out of the supermarket with a bunch of bananas in his hand. He was about to escape!" The girl read the storybook in a gentle and soft voice, sweet tone Soft and full of emotions: "Murphy, look, he stole your motorcycle!"

Huo Jinchen knew that that kind of book was simply dismissed by Lan Ting, whose intelligence quotient was superior. How could he read such a young book.

But now, the little guy is holding his chin and listening very attentively.

The sunshine in the winter season is warm and quiet, and it is sprinkled on the balcony through the elegant and chic blinds. It is like a piece of gold falling to the ground. There is a fragrance in the air that is unclear and soft. The gentle voice of the young girl is like a trickling water. Into the ear.

"Murphy was so angry that the little fart boy and the earthworm just passed by. The little fart boy said to Murphy, climb up my bike and let's chase him."

Huo Jinchen was having an important group meeting when he received the news from Gu Yuan. He hurriedly left the company without waiting for the meeting to end, and then the helicopters arrived all the way.

On the plane, his eyes glanced at the messages sent by Gu Yuan countless times. He would imagine that the girl who sent the message must be angry, and would accuse him rightly.

He even used his limited knowledge of women and barren imagination to piece together her angry picture.

But I never imagined that I would see such a picture.

The impetuousness that hurried over slowly dissipated in this quiet and soft voice. Huo Jinchen stood quietly outside the door, listening to her story silently.

Her voice is very nice, like a soft dream.

When Sergeant Murphy finally caught the confused old man, the story was finally over, and a veritable flip-flop was uploaded from the balcony: "Okay, let's start the next story. You read it to me."

The little boy coquettishly said: "No, no, I don't recognize words, so tell me!"

The young girl laughed: "Come on, I don't believe it. You tell me, otherwise I won't tell you."

The boy's suit softened: "Okay, then let's just read one of us two?"

The two quickly reached an agreement, and each read a story.

Huo Jinchen didn't say anything. He walked back silently, turned and left, went downstairs, then found a study room, ordered the assistant to fetch his notebook and related materials, and began to continue the meeting a few hours ago.

...

Gu Yuan and Huo Lanting knew that Huo Jinchen's arrival was already lunch time two hours later.

When Huo Lanting saw his dad sitting in the restaurant, the whole person was in a daze. The small expression on his face was so wonderful that it was as if the child painted it with a watercolor brush.

Huo Jinchen glanced at his son calmly, then got up and greeted Gu Yuan: "Miss Gu, hello."

Gu Yuan didn't expect it either, and said hello, "Mr. Huo, how are you?"

I don’t know if Mr. Huo will come suddenly. Her impression of him still stays in the WeChat dialogue, which is completely lacking in concluding remarks. As a result, after waiting, he waited for her and Huo Lanting to dine in the restaurant. He went up in perfect condition, elegant posture, and calm expression, as if he should have been here.

Gu Yuan felt that her IQ needed to be recharged, and she could not understand what was happening.

Huo Lanting looked at Duanmu's housekeeper with strongly questioning eyes: How could it be so, how could it be so?!Why, why did my dad appear here suddenly?

Duanmu's housekeeper watched his nose and nose, not daring to respond to his young master's eyes.

He is innocent.

He was planning to report to Master about Master's situation, but before waiting for him to report, the gentleman had called to start asking.

What can he do?Can he keep it aside?

So it has nothing to do with him, it really has nothing to do.

In Gu Yuan's ignorance and Huo Lanting's anxiety, lunch began.

The lunch is very rich. If it is usual, Gu Yuan's appetite must be very good, and she can enjoy the food. But now she obviously has no appetite, and Huo Lanting next to it is not allowed to eat more because of the gastrointestinal disorder.

"The Duanmu housekeeper will prepare some gruel for you. Two hours later, you will drink half a bowl of gruel." The elegant and noble man has the most perfect table etiquette that Gu Yuan has seen. He gently wiped it with a white napkin Slender fingers, so tell his son.

"Oh...I know." Huo Lanting didn't dare to raise his head, so he said in a small voice.

"Miss Gu, I am very grateful for your care of my son. I hope my arrival will not affect your appetite. Please be free and not constrained." Huo Jinchen looked at Gu Yuan across the table and said.

"Mr. Huo, okay, thank you for your hospitality." Gu Yuan always felt that the father opposite Huo was so polite that people could not get close.

But think about it too. He is the richest man in the world. So the rich man, he is not a man, he is a god. He really should continue to sit in his god position without having to come down.

It was difficult to survive this lunch, Gu Yuan got up and was about to leave.

Originally she was helping to save the emergency. Now that Huo Lanting's father is here, she certainly doesn't need to stay here.

When Huo Lanting heard that she was leaving, she immediately squashed her lips, and wanted to cry or not, so she looked pitiful.

Gu Yuan had to comfort him: "We can video, or I will come to see you tomorrow, and wait for your body to be well, we can go out and play together."

Huo Lanting dragged his head and said nothing, obviously Gu Yuan's promises did not make him happy.

Huo Jinchen: "Lanting, you go upstairs first. Aunt Gu and I have something to say."

Huo Lanting hesitated when he heard this, but looking at his dad, he didn't say anything, but just glanced at Gu Yuan reluctantly, and mumbled, "Aunt Gu, will you come and see me tomorrow again?"

Gu Yuan nodded sharply: "Okay!"

Huo Lanting went upstairs, and Huo Jinchen's eyes fell on Gu Yuan: "Miss Gu, thank you for taking care of my son."

Gu Yuan looked at Huo Lanting's step-by-step look back three times. In fact, she was still a little sad in her heart. She felt the child was not easy.

In fact, she didn't care much about the child, but he was already attached to himself. It can be seen that he usually receives too little care.

Thinking this way, she looked at Huo Jinchen with a little helplessness.

"Mr. Huo, no need to thank, I believe that anyone who is sympathetic and sees a child living in a foreign country, even if there is not even a loved one who cares about him, will certainly be impatient and will come to take care of him."

"This is Miss Gu's kindness."

Huo Jinchen knew that she should have misunderstood herself, but this was a little careful thought of his son, he did not want to break through.

"Mr. Huo, it is kind to meet me today, and another person tomorrow, but it may not be kind to meet the next one the day after tomorrow." Gu Yuan finally could not help saying a few words for Huo Lanting: "Mr. Huo can be in a hundred I came over immediately when I was busy. I think you care about Lanting. Since this is the case, should you spare more time to accompany him and care more about him? I have seen him alone several times. There is no one to take care of him, no matter how smart he is, it is just a four-year-old child."

"Yes, Miss Gu was right, I did not do well enough." Huo Jinchen said with a low eye.

He admitted this wrong, which made Gu Yuan a little embarrassed, and there was nothing to say at the moment. She nodded: "Mr. Huo, I may have a shallow talk, but the child is really cute, I can’t help it. It’s okay. I will go first."

...

After giving away Gu Yuan, the Duanmu housekeeper walked to Huo Jinchen with fear and anxiety: "Sir, why don't you explain it?"

Apparently, this Miss Gu had misunderstood Mr. Gu and thought that she had reported Mr. Gu. He didn’t take care of the young Master’s illness at all and then condemned Mr. Gu.

But Mr. can be wronged or innocent!

All the time, the husband will spend a lot of time on the young master. This time, the young master has to come to China to play. The husband can't get away with this arrangement.

Huo Jinchen stared at the blinds next to the living room, which was a style color of the blinds on the balcony outside Huo Lanting's bedroom. At this time, the sunlight was more intense, and it was scattered on the carpet beside the window. It looked very warm.

He remembered the picture he had seen before, she was lying there, her feet tilted, and the storytelling voice was gentle and touching.

After a long time, he said lightly: "Although she misunderstood, in fact, she made sense, I did not do well."

When Huo Lanting was obsessed with listening to a simple children's story, Huo Jinchen thought that his father's role must be lacking. He didn't know enough about his son.

He must have overlooked something.