Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

The chef covered his daughter's mouth and apologized sincerely: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, Niu left school early today, and her father didn't have time to pick her up from school, so..."

"So, you're fired."

Bao Jingxing interrupted her coldly, his eyes fell on the dazed and silent Qin Yiren, and his heart constricted slightly.

The hand hanging by his side tightened, and he heard the chef hurriedly explain: "Please believe me, I really didn't mean it, it's the first time I brought my daughter secretly, please forgive me this time , I will send my daughter back immediately!"

"I don't want to hear any excuses."

Bo Jingxing gave the answer ruthlessly, and continued to say with a blank face: "The Bo family paid you a premium salary according to the contract, but you did not abide by the work requirements and the principle of confidentiality. I will reserve the right to solve the problem through the law."

After speaking, he gently pushed Qin Yiren's wheelchair away.

The wheels of the wheelchair rolled slowly across the marble floor in the corridor, and the two of them were thinking about each other without opening their mouths.

Qin Yiren didn't know why, and couldn't understand the current situation, and didn't know how to speak at all.

Bao Jingxing was watching her every move, thinking about how to dispel her doubts in a jerk, using a subtle way to strike later.

Just as the atmosphere in the room between the two gradually became heavy, two people appeared in the living room at the same time.

Uncle Bo and Bo Jiu just came back, and when they saw Qin Yiren, they immediately smiled and greeted affectionately: "Girl, you're here."

"Uncle, sister."

Qin Yiren restrained his mind, not wanting to be rude at such a time, forcibly suppressed the little girl's words in his heart, and concentrated on chatting with his elders.

Although she intends to do so, her current mental age is only twenty, and she thinks she has never graduated from university, let alone a city.

And Bojiu followed his father in the business field at a young age, and soon saw that something was wrong with her.

Pushing Qin Yiren to her room, Bojiu took out the jewelry box for her to choose.

Qin Yiren couldn't ask for her things, so she quickly waved her hand and refused: "No, I'm not suitable for wearing these things, thank you sister."

"There is nothing wrong with it. You are young and cute. It is their luck that these jewels have followed you."

Bojiu said with a smile, grabbed a handful of valuable jewels and stuffed them into her pocket, and asked calmly, "Xiaoqian, you seem unhappy?"

Qin Yiren paused for a moment of refusal, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

Even though she was naive, she knew that Bojiu was definitely not her friend, so she said vaguely, "I'm sorry, I might be a little tired."

"……Right."

Bojiu looked at her with complicated eyes, and said with a smile, "You just finished the operation not long ago, and you should have a good rest. I heard that lunch will take a while, why don't you lie down on my bed?"

Qin Yiren agreed with half-push and half-satisfaction, and slowly got up from the wheelchair with the bouillon, lying on the elegant carved wooden bed.

Beaujou thoughtfully helped her cover the quilt, "Do you want to sleep for a while? Or do you want me to chat with you?"

Qin Yiren is really not in the mood to talk and laugh now, his chest seems to be blocked by a big rock out of thin air, and he lowers his eyebrows and looks tired: "I want to sleep for a while."

"Sleep, I'll call you when lunch is ready."

Bojiu patted her lightly, got up and left the room, and headed towards the kitchen with a clear goal.

Because Bao Jingxing dismissed the chef suddenly, he is currently preparing lunch in the kitchen.

Not only did she want to help, but she also wanted to ask Qin Yiren what was going on with his abnormality.

Watching Bojiu leave the room, Qin Yiren looked up at the unfamiliar ceiling, and silently took a deep breath.

Qin Yiren...

While chanting the unfamiliar name word by word, she recalled the little girl's earnest expression, and she couldn't see any hint of a joke.

What's more, when the chef saw her just now, his expression was also very surprised.

It's not like meeting her for the first time, it's more like knowing her, but I didn't expect her to appear in Bo's house.

There was also the man who called himself Chu Xinian, who said that she was his lover so seriously, and looked at her with complicated eyes, almost affectionate.

but……

How can it be?

She is obviously Huang Qian, why did she become someone else in the eyes of others?

Raising his hand to touch his tender little face, Qin Yiren was at a loss, thinking about the supernatural novels he had read, such as the two people exchanging souls due to some kind of opportunity...

When you think about it, car accidents and falling down stairs seem to be the most frequent triggers.

If she hadn't looked exactly like herself, it seemed that this was the only thing that could explain Qin Yiren's name when someone looked at her face.

Or?
She looks a lot like that Qin Yiren, to the point of being fake?
This thought made her heart tremble, and her complexion paled a little.

She was adopted by Huang's family since she was a child, and she doesn't remember anything about her parents at all, let alone whether she has brothers or sisters.

According to the most likely clues, if Qin Yiren really looks exactly like her, is it possible that she is a twin sister whom she has never met before?

If so...

When Chu Xiannian said that Qin Yiren's mother and elder brother were waiting for her, did he mean Qin Yiren's adoptive mother, or the common mother she shared with Qin Yiren?

All kinds of thoughts tangled into a ball of wool in my mind.

Qin Yiren collapsed and buried his face in the pillow, and smelled the perfume of Bojiu, which was strong but not pungent, just like the impression of Bojiu.

With a heartbroken sigh, she really wanted to see Bao Jingxing immediately and ask what was going on.

However, several of her assumptions were beyond the limits of what she could bear, and she couldn't help but want to escape, but this kind of thing cannot be avoided.

Lying alone on the bed tossing and turning, Qin Yiren secretly made up his mind.

After leaving Bo's house, she wanted to find an opportunity to have a serious talk with Bao Jingxing. No matter whether the truth of the matter was acceptable to her or not, she didn't want to be kept in the dark.

Immediately, there was a knock on the door.

Bojiu's smiling voice sounded: "Xiaoqian, are you awake?"

"Ok!"

Qin Yiren straightened up, returned to the wheelchair with the bouillon, and took the indoor elevator to the restaurant on the first floor.

On the European long table, Western food is ready.

Uncle Bo was sitting in the main seat, and he raised his glass when he saw her coming: "Girl, I wonder if you like Western food? It just so happened that someone gave me a nice truffle. I want you to try it."

"Thank you uncle, I like it very much."

Qin Yiren stopped being entangled, and immediately returned to her former gentleness and loveliness, obediently came to Bao Jingxing's side.

Bao Jingxing had just talked with Bojiu for a while, and looked at his girl nonchalantly, "Xiaoqian, just now my sister told me, what style of wedding do you like?"