Chapter 7 Let him be my dad

My son was in a car accident!

Just now, he was hit by a car and sent to the hospital.

Yan Xinxin went straight to the ward where Yan Chenxi was, and when she ran to the door of the ward panting, she heard laughter coming from inside.

"Miss, am I really the cutest boy you've ever seen? I don't read much, so don't lie to me."

Yan's heart was taken aback when he heard this immature voice that was as clear as a silver bell.

"Xiaoxi!"

Yan Xinxin strode into the ward, and saw a handsome and cute little handsome face smiling mischievously at him.

"Hey, be careful."

"..."

Yan Xin was stunned for a moment, and quickly ran to the hospital bed, hugging his son's shoulders with trembling hands.

"Yan Chenxi, are you okay? You scared mom to death!"

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, be careful, I'm fine."

Yan Chenxi stretched out his cute little hand and patted Yan Xinxin's hand to comfort him, as if he had the mature appearance of a little adult.

"Xiaoxi, tell mom where you were hit? Does it hurt?"

"Miss, you don't have to worry too much. Little Yan Chenxi just sprained his foot a little bit. It's nothing serious. He will stay in the hospital for observation tonight and he can be discharged tomorrow."

The little nurse next to her gave Yan Xinxin a reassuring answer.

"Is it true? Are you really okay?"

"Well, don't worry."

The nurse nodded affirmatively, and Yan Xinxin was completely relieved.

"Thank you, Miss Nurse."

"You're welcome, then I won't bother you mother and son."

The little nurse smiled and looked at Yan Chenxi.

"Yan Chenxi, take a good rest."

"Thank you, Miss, I will rest well."

Yan Chenxi smiled at the nurse, two cute little canine teeth were exposed on the edge of Cherry Blossom Pink's lips, they were very cute.

"Your son is so funny."

The little nurse turned around and smiled, Yan Xinxin felt that if she read it correctly, the little nurse blushed a little.

Probably molested by this precocious handsome guy!

She turned around and looked at her son with a serious face.

"Yan Chenxi, please do what a five-year-old child should do, wait 20 years for you to talk about flirting with girls!"

"Be careful, are you jealous? Don't worry, my favorite girl will always be you."

"..."

Words heart speechless.

Although I still want to teach him a few more words, but seeing his son's leisurely and frivolous appearance, at least he can rest assured that he is really fine.

"By the way, be careful, the little brother who sent me to the hospital just now is so handsome, and his temperament is on par with mine. If I let him be my father, I won't object."

Yan Xinxin had just taken a sip of water to calm down, and almost choked when she heard this.

"Yan Chenxi, don't talk nonsense!"

Yan Xinxin emphasized with a straight face, and then frowned.

"Why didn't Teacher Lin send you to the hospital?"

The little guy shook his head, blinking his nimble eyes.

"This little brother sent me to the hospital."

Yan Chenxi took out a business card from under the pillow and handed it to Yan Xinxin.

Yan Xinxin took the business card and looked down.

"Mo Chuxi..."

Why does this name sound familiar? I seem to have heard it somewhere?

Yan Xin was puzzled, and then looked at the job introduction carefully, her beautiful eyes widened.

"President of the Dijue chaebol?"

……

Yan Xinxin never thought that one day you would have contact with such a high-ranking person, but since they sent their son to the hospital, she, a mother, must say thank you no matter what.

What's more, the nurse said that the president of Mo University even helped to pay for the hospitalization fee.

Yan Xinxin took the phone and dawdled for a long time before pressing a string of numbers on the business card.

After the phone rang several times, it was finally connected.

Just as he was about to speak, he heard a man's deep and magnetic voice from the other end.

"Which one?"

(End of this chapter)

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