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The previously warm atmosphere instantly froze when that cold male voice appeared.

Both Jiang Mian and Lu Chaochi froze.

Jiang Mian turned her gaze toward the doorway and met Lu Bozhou's beautiful but cold eyes.

Jiang Mian could also see a hint of mockery in his gaze, which fell coldly on the thick red envelope in her hand.

Jiang Mian had no intention of taking Xiao Shitou's money!

But the man arrived at just the right time, neither too early nor too late. He couldn't hear what Jiang Mian was saying to Xiao Shitou, and it wasn't yet time for Jiang Mian to return the money to Xiao Shitou.

So at that moment, the faint mockery in his eyes felt like a slap in the face to Jiang Mian.

Jiang Mian loosened her grip on Lu Chaochi slightly, but the child held her hand tightly.

Children are always very perceptive, so Lu Chaochi had already sensed Lu Bozhou's suspicion and wariness towards Jiang Mian when Lu Bozhou went to pick him up from Ya Lai Garden.

That's why he told Lu Bozhou that he had given his name to Mianmian on his own initiative, because he didn't want Lu Bozhou to make things difficult for her.

The same is true at this moment.

“I asked Mianmian to come, so don’t make things difficult for her.” Lu Chaochi’s bright black eyes stared straight at Lu Bozhou.

Lu Bozhou met his gaze indifferently for a moment, offering no response to his words.

She simply asked him in a low voice, "What time is it now?"

Lu Chaochi's expression froze, he pursed his lips slightly, and managed to stammer out, "Three...three o'clock."

"You don't need to sleep anymore, right?" Lu Bozhou said again.

The child probably felt that it wasn't appropriate for everyone to be making a fuss at this hour while still awake.

He lowered his head and whispered, "...I'm sorry."

But he was still a little worried about Jiang Mian, so he looked up at her.

Noticing his gaze, Song Xun quickly said, "Don't worry, young master, I will take Miss Jiang back safely."

Lu Chaochi was relieved and nodded, "Thank you, Uncle Song."

He lay obediently on the bed, his big eyes looking at Jiang Mian.

Jiang Mian smiled gently at him, "Go to sleep, I'll come see you another day."

When he heard Jiang Mian say this, Lu Bozhou glanced at her with indifferent eyes.

Lu Chaochi was pleased to hear this and quickly closed his eyes.

Song Xun whispered to Jiang Mian, "Miss Jiang, let's go."

Jiang Mian was reluctant to part, but she still nodded.

He emptied all the money from the red envelope and put it back into Lu Chaochi's small schoolbag.

She put the envelope into her pocket. This was the first time... her son had given her something, and she wanted to keep it as a memento.

Lu Bozhou watched her actions coldly from the side, "Why don't you take the money? Aren't you short of money?"

Jiang Mian bit her lip, looked up at him, and said, "Even if I'm short of money, I won't take a child's money! Don't look down on me!"

After Jiang Mian finished speaking, she prepared to leave with Song Xun.

But after thinking about it, he couldn't stand it anymore, so he stopped and turned to look at Lu Bozhou.

I don't know if it was just my imagination, but I vaguely saw a faint smile brush across the corner of his mouth... Why was he smiling?

"Never mind," Jiang Mian thought. "Either I'm seeing things, or if they're laughing, they're probably mocking me."

Jiang Mian took a deep breath and looked up at Lu Bozhou's indifferent eyes.

"Compared to this, the child was sick and taken to the hospital in the middle of the night, and the father wasn't even there. I, a kind passerby, rushed over immediately, and I don't think I deserve any ridicule. It's Mr. Lu who should reflect on whether he has neglected his duties?"

“Miss Jiang…” Song Xun was shocked as he listened from the side.

It's no wonder Miss Jiang misunderstood; who would have thought that the young master was sick and didn't tell the boss, but instead called Miss Jiang instead...

If the BOSS hadn't been worried during the meeting and asked him to inquire about the young master's condition, they probably wouldn't have known about the young master's illness so quickly.

Jiang Mian didn't intend to say anything more, but turned around and went out with him.

The ward fell silent as Lu Bozhou looked at the tiny figure on the bed.

Perhaps the little one knew he was in the wrong, so he turned to the side and closed his eyes, whether he was pretending to be asleep or really asleep was hard to tell.

Lu Bozhou watched quietly for a while, then stepped forward and reached out his hand to the child.

When the cool temperature of the palm and slender fingers fell on his forehead, Lu Chaochi's body tensed up, and he closed his eyes even tighter.

The man touched the child's body to check his temperature, then gently stroked the child's soft, dark hair before withdrawing his hand.

When he spoke again, the warmth of his voice and tone was completely opposite to the tenderness of his previous actions.

"If this happens again, I'll send you abroad. Let's see if you have wings to fly back."

Lu Chaochi closed his eyes even tighter, his long, feather-like eyelashes trembling violently.

Lu Bozhou pinched the edge of the quilt with his slender fingers and pulled it up.

Only then did he stride out of the ward with his long, slender legs.

……

Jiang Mian sat in the back seat of the Maybach, feeling rather conflicted.

Lu Bozhou is such an irresponsible father; he wasn't even there when his child was sick...

But to say he doesn't care about the child at all... there's a dinosaur drawn by the child with watercolors on the seat of this luxury car, so what if he drew it?

There were two small toys tucked into the seam of the seat.

Seeing that he hadn't driven, Jiang Mian couldn't help but look up at Song Xun.

Song Xun noticed her gaze and smiled, "Miss Jiang, please wait a moment."

Wait a minute? Wait for...who?

Who else can we wait for! Jiang Mian's pupils contracted when she realized this.

"How about I take the bus back by myself? I won't trouble you..." Jiang Mian had just said this when the car door opened from the outside.

An incredibly long leg encased in dress pants peeked in, followed by a tall figure exuding the rich, calming scent of ebony and sandalwood, who then sat down.

Despite the spacious back seat, Jiang Mian inexplicably felt a suffocating sense of oppression!

"What's there to be afraid of?" Lu Bozhou's deep, slightly hoarse voice sounded indifferent.

His cool eyes glanced at her sideways. "Weren't you just giving me a stern lecture?"

Jiang Mian pursed her dry lips. Discretion is the better part of valor; she remained silent.

Fortunately, although the atmosphere was very oppressive, at least the driver started the car after the man got in.

Song Xun turned around from the passenger seat and handed the small white pill to Lu Bozhou.

He took it, put it in his mouth, and swallowed it.

It was just a tiny piece, and it didn't look like a vitamin or any other nutritional supplement.

Jiang Mian had never seen him take any medicine before. Was he... sick?

Seemingly noticing Jiang Mian's gaze, Lu Bozhou turned his head and looked over, meeting her eyes.

The man's handsome eyebrows furrowed involuntarily.

He withdrew his gaze, leaned back in his chair, and looked somewhat agitated. His fingers gripped his tie, tugging at it loosely. Even the buttons on his shirt were slightly undone, revealing a small patch of his chest.

Lu Bozhou reached out his hand to Song Xun in the front seat, and Song Xun immediately handed him an envelope.

Lu Bozhou took it and casually handed it to Jiang Mian.

The envelope wasn't sealed, and you could clearly see inside—it contained money.