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Chapter 384 A Lonely Father and Son
Wenren Chen stared at the momentarily stunned face and said, "Yes, next week."
Zhou Yi understood and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."
She obeyed her husband's arrangements.
Having seemingly said everything that needed to be said, Wenren Chen fell silent.
Zhou Yi looked at Wenren Chen, waiting for him to continue.
However, he remained silent for a long time.
Zhou Yi looked puzzled, then realized something and quickly looked at his shirt. As time passed, a large patch of water vapor stained his front, making the damp area even larger. She hurriedly said, "Sir, you should go wash up quickly, otherwise the dampness will get into your body and make you sick."
"Ah."
"go to bed early."
Zhou Yi said, "Okay."
She looked at him with bright eyes, full of concern, hoping he would wash up and change his clothes as soon as possible.
Wenren Chen stared at her as he left the nursery.
Zhou Yi looked at the departing person, her eyes filled with heartache.
Most children are cared for by mothers, while fathers are less common, though they do sometimes.
It's rare to find someone like Mr., who has status, position, and wealth, yet still personally takes care of his children.
It's not easy for you, sir.
As the door closed, Zhou Yi looked at the little one sleeping soundly on the bed, her eyes filled with tenderness.
The father and son seemed very lonely and isolated.
After Wenren Chen left, Zhou Yi didn't linger and quietly took her clothes to the bathroom to wash up.
However, when she finished washing up and getting ready, she saw something.
Wenren Chen's wristwatch.
It was placed on the bedside table, lying there quietly.
Upon seeing the wristwatch, Zhou Yi paused slightly, then glanced at the closed door before picking up her phone to check the time.
It's getting late, past ten o'clock.
The gentleman should be resting. Bringing this to him at this time would disturb him.
I'll send it to him tomorrow morning.
Thinking it over, Zhou Yi put her phone on the bedside table, pulled back the covers, and lay down next to the little one.
Looking at her sleeping face, which was fair and rosy, she smiled, turned off the light, and went to rest.
The night was deep...
At this moment, at Jinlan Hospital.
Under the same sky, under the same night.
doctor's office.
Qin Shi, wearing glasses, looked at the computer screen, his long fingers holding the mouse while his other hand rested on the keyboard; he was still working.
Since entering Jinlan Hospital, he has been busy, very busy, from morning till night without stopping.
However, he will feel much better after this busy period.
The hospital was quiet; all sounds had faded into silence as the night deepened. Only he held the mouse, moving it occasionally and tapping away on the keyboard.
It seemed quite desolate and cold in the night.
Time passed slowly, the night outside grew darker, the lights grew brighter, and the silence deepened.
After the computer screen showed midnight, he finally relaxed, leaned back wearily in his chair, removed his fingers from the keyboard and mouse, took off his glasses, and pinched the bridge of his nose.
Even with glasses, looking at a computer screen for extended periods can cause eye strain.
He rubbed his temples for a long time, then leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to relax for a while.
Once most of his fatigue had subsided, he opened his eyes and picked up his phone.
The screen is lit, clearly displaying the time and date in the center.
It was almost one in the morning, and it had been three days since he last saw her.
She agreed to come to the hospital every three days, and she will come again tomorrow.
To be precise, it's today.
It is now a new day.
As he looked at the date, the coldness in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by a touch of tenderness.
However, before that tenderness could spread in his eyes, it gradually faded away.
A chill filled his eyes.
He put down his phone, looked at the computer screen, and his eyes were filled with a deep coldness...
The next morning.
Qishan.
Birds chirped and hopped among the branches, flowers and grasses stretched their bodies, and dewdrops clung to the green leaves, all life welcoming the arrival of this new day, full of vitality.
The little guy woke up early as usual, and Zhou Yi woke up with him. She got herself ready first, and then she and Aunt Dong got the little guy ready together.
After settling the little one in, she carried him and took Wenren Chen's watch to Wenren Chen's door.
Before going to Wenren Chen's bedroom, Zhou Yi checked the time. It was not yet seven o'clock. According to his usual routine, he should have been awake by now.
So, she carried the little one to Wenren Chen's bedroom and gently knocked on the door.
The little guy was in her arms, looking at the door, knowing where he was. When he saw Zhou Yi knocking, he also reached out his little hand to knock.
Seeing his action, Zhou Yi smiled and said, "Yu Yu wants to knock on the door too, right?"
“Then Aunt Zhou will hold you closer, and you can knock.”
As she spoke, Zhou Yi carried the little one closer to the door, letting the little one reach for the door with his little hands.
The little guy's tiny hands quickly reached the door, and he immediately started banging on it happily: "Pat pa pa!"
Don't let his small size fool you, he's only a few months old, but the little guy is very strong and banged on the door loudly.
Zhou Yi was startled when she heard the voice.
It's so loud, I'm afraid it will disturb the gentleman.
Quickly, Zhou Yi took a half step back while holding the little one and whispered, "Yu Yu, let's be gentle, it's morning..."
"Click."
Before he could finish speaking, the door opened.
Zhou Yi looked up.
A tall, handsome man, dressed in sportswear, emerged from inside.
Zhou Yi was taken aback for a moment, then her eyebrows curved into a smile as she greeted, "Good morning, sir."
Wenren Chen was dressed neatly, but his hair was not combed back. He looked much more approachable than usual, unlike his usual aloof and unapproachable demeanor.
Wenren Chen looked at the smiling face and said, "Good morning."
The little one, nestled in Zhou Yi's arms, looked at the two adults, blinked his big eyes, and then grinned.
not talking.
He would remain silent whenever Zhou Yi and Wenren Chen spoke.
He just stared at the two of them and kept laughing.
I don't know what they're laughing about.
Zhou Yi moved her arm, then hugged the little guy with one hand, picked up the wristwatch she was holding, and handed it to Wenren Chen: "Sir, you left your wristwatch on the bedside table last night."
Wenren Chen's gaze fell on the watch, he hummed in agreement, and took it to put on his wrist.
Zhou Yi looked at him wearing a wristwatch. His fingers were beautiful—long, straight, and white, like jade bamboo. His wrist was also beautiful—not thick, and very straight. It was the kind of hand that could be used in an advertisement.
Hands like those would look beautiful playing the piano.
As Zhou Yi thought about it, he looked at the watch on his wrist, and for a moment the wristwatch seemed more expensive.
Smiling, he said, "Sir, are you going for a morning run?"
"Okay, in a bit."
After saying that, he turned and went into the bedroom.
As he entered, his deep, magnetic voice reached Zhou Yi's ears: "Come in."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Yi paused for a moment, then said, "Yes, sir."
I carried the little one and followed him inside.
Wenren Chen entered the bedroom and went to the dressing room.
Zhou Yi didn't know why Wenren Chen had called her in, but when she saw Wenren Chen go into the dressing room, she stood in the bedroom with the little one in her arms, waiting for Wenren Chen.
Wenren Chen didn't let her go in again, but he came out after a short while.
And when he came out.