reignition

Lu Chaochi returned to his room, sat cross-legged on the carpet, frowned, and pondered for a moment like a little adult.

Then, as if he had made a major decision, he nodded.

He walked to the bedside table and took out the few snacks that Jiang Mian had given him, which he hadn't been willing to eat.

I picked the one that looked the most exciting, opened it, and put it in my mouth.

Lu Bozhou didn't stay at Lanshan Mansion for long before heading to the company for a video conference with the overseas branch.

It wouldn't be unfair to say he wasn't a good father. He didn't live in the mansion every day, and the relationship between father and son was always distant.

Late that night, the bodyguards who were on duty at the house 24 hours a day saw a small figure come out of the room.

His steps were unsteady, and his face was as white as paper.

Lu Chaochi's voice was weak, "I...I don't feel well, my stomach hurts...I...I want to go to the hospital..."

This young master had run away several times, causing them great distress, so they were quite wary of him.

I was thinking of calling the family doctor to take a look, but the child's complexion looked really off.

The bodyguards didn't dare to delay and quickly drove the child to the hospital.

The test results came back quickly: acute gastroenteritis. He needed to be on an IV drip for several days, and because Lu Chaochi was already in poor health, it was best for him to be hospitalized for observation for two days.

The bodyguards breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, they had gotten the young master to the hospital in time.

They were already overwhelmed with worry because they had to report this to the boss.

“Uncle…” came a weak voice from the hospital bed, “Don’t worry, I’ll call Dad myself so he won’t blame you and keep causing you trouble.”

Hearing this, the bodyguards breathed a sigh of relief. "No trouble at all, it's our duty."

The bodyguards went to stand guard outside the ward.

Lu Chaochi picked up his phone and dialed the number one by one on the screen—a number he knew by heart ever since he first heard it at the police station.

……

The lights stayed on all night in the room.

But when the phone suddenly rang, Jiang Mian was still startled and her whole body trembled!

She suddenly jumped out of bed, and her first reaction was not to grab her phone from the bedside table, but to grip the scissors next to her pillow!

The sudden intrusion into her home left her terrified, but she couldn't afford to stay in a hotel or move.

Even though I was terrified, I could only stay here and hide. I locked the door from the inside and even used a stool to block it from behind.

Sharp scissors were placed beside the pillow, but I still slept in fear, having one nightmare after another.

When the sudden ringing of her cell phone startled her awake, Jiang Mian could almost hear her own heart pounding like a drum!

The number on the screen was unfamiliar; it was calling in the middle of the night, and Jiang Mian didn't want to answer.

But fearing that the police might have some information, I answered the call anyway.

Before she could speak, a soft, gentle voice came from the other end, tinged with caution.

"Hey?"

It was a soft sound, like a kitten stretching out its furry little paw and gently pressing its soft paw against my heart.

All the panic in Jiang Mian's heart was soothed in that instant.

Her lips trembled slightly, but her voice was very gentle, "Little Lu?"

The child's voice on the other end seemed to brighten instantly, "Little Stone, just call me Little Stone."

"Little Stone? Is that your nickname?" Although Jiang Mian didn't understand the meaning of the nickname, she still found it somewhat cute.

"Hmm." Lu Chaochi seemed a little embarrassed on the other end of the line and asked softly, "Are you alright?"

"Me?" Jiang Mian looked at the scissors in her hand, then awkwardly put them down. "They're fine."

"I heard some bad guys broke into your house..." the child's voice was filled with worry, "Aren't you scared?"

“Listen…” Jiang Mian was stunned. Who told her that? After a moment’s thought, she could guess.

Lu Bozhou must have investigated her.

Although she didn't know how the news reached the child's ears, Jiang Mian didn't want the child to worry.

Her voice carried a gentle smile, "I'm not afraid, don't worry. Little Stone, why are you still up so late?"

Lu Chaochi hesitated for a moment, then said softly, "I'm sick..."

He was still thinking about how to get Mianmian to agree to come and see him.

Lu Chaochi really likes Jiang Mian. The little guy doesn't know why, but she has a natural affinity for him, and he likes her the moment he sees her.

Or perhaps it's because Jiang Mian's face... looks very similar to her mother's face on the tombstone?

But it's not actually that similar.

There are women who resemble her even more; in recent years, many people have tried to put women around Lu Bozhou's side.

There were quite a few people who looked alike who came to make a scene, but Lu Chaochi didn't like any of them, and he even started to dislike his father as a result.

Flies don't land on eggs without cracks, but his father is a rotten egg with cracks!

But he really liked Jiang Mian.

I felt a sense of familiarity the moment I saw it.

But how could he get her to come and see him? Lu Chaochi was very troubled.

Little did I know... I had only just said that I was sick.

Jiang Mian on the other end of the phone immediately became anxious!

"Are you sick? How could you be sick? Where does it hurt? Have you seen a doctor?"

A barrage of urgent and concerned questions left Lu Chaochi completely bewildered.

His eyes welled up with tears.

It's like a child finally feeling like they have someone to rely on, so they no longer need to try to be strong when they feel wronged...

Lu Chaochi's voice sounded somewhat aggrieved as he whispered, "...I'm in the hospital, my stomach hurts..."

He sniffed softly and asked cautiously, "...Could you come and see me?"

As Jiang Mian rode her electric bike to the hospital, she suddenly realized that when she rushed downstairs, she hadn't even felt that the dark corridor was scary.

Mingming was terrified all night because her house was broken into.

But after hearing that her child was sick, he called her pitifully.

Jiang Mian felt that if the drunkard blocked her way again and prevented her from seeing her child...

She could kick his thing off in one kick.

When Jiang Mian arrived at the hospital, panting heavily, she was already mentally prepared to be stopped.

Because she was well aware of the privacy requirements of such high-end private hospitals. They certainly wouldn't let her in so easily.

But who knew...

"Miss Jiang, are you? Please register your visitor information here, and then I'll take you inside," a nurse said with a smile.

Jiang Mian immediately wrote her name on the visitor registration form.

The nurse took her to the ward, and after leaving the ward, she quickly made a phone call.

It was just a late-night visit to the hospital, but it was like a crucial gear being gently turned.

Everything began to change.

Jiang Mian was unaware of these things and had no control over them.

Looking at the child in the striped hospital gown on the hospital bed, her heart ached and softened.