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Cong Yufan couldn't help but stop in his immature and familiar voice.

She looked up, and only then saw a small figure standing at the stairs on the third floor, and behind him stood an adult who was his personal butler.

"Mummy Yufan!"

After seeing Cong Yufan looking up, Xiao Beihao recognized her at a glance, and realized that it was Cong Yufan, he walked down the stairs holding his hand.

Cong Yufan didn't expect to meet Xiao Beihao here, but after thinking about it, she suddenly realized that meeting him here was a perfectly normal thing.

It's just that she didn't expect that she would meet this child again in such a scene.

Seeing Xiao Beihao who hadn't seen him for a long time, Cong Yufan was a little excited. Seeing Xiao Beihao rushing towards her, she also bent down and hugged his small body.

"Mummy Yufan!"

Xiao Beihao put his arms around Cong Yufan's neck. At this moment, Cong Yufan squatted down and was almost at eye level with him.

Seeing Xiao Beihao calling him, Cong Yufan raised his hand to caress his short hair with some distress, and nodded gently, "Haohao, it's been a long time."

After Cong Yufan let go of Xiao Beihao's little hand, she put her hands on Xiao Beihao's shoulders, and raised her hand to brush off the brittle hair on his forehead. Only then did Cong Yufan realize that he hadn't seen him for a long time, and that Xiao Beihao had grown taller. It has grown a lot, and the little face has opened a lot.

Those cold eyes became more and more beautiful.

"Hao Hao, how are you doing?"

These days, I don't know how the child is doing. I heard that he went to the United States. Could it be... is it because Mr. Qu passed away that he came back?

Cong Yufan was lost in thought, she raised her hand to caress Xiao Beihao's small face, and asked distressedly.

Hearing Yufan's mother's words, Xiao Beihao shook his head.

There was a rare hint of sadness in those cold eyes.

"not good."

Xiao Beihao shook his head, looked at Cong Yufan's eyes and replied with a little grievance, after all, he was still a four-year-old child, although he pretended to be strong, he was still vulnerable.

After meeting Cong Yufan who was like a mommy, Xiao Beihao's inner defense couldn't help but began to collapse.

"Mummy Yufan, grandpa... grandpa is dead..."

He choked up and looked at Cong Yufan with his sad eyes. At this moment, he finally felt like a four-year-old child should have emotions, crying and twitching like a child.

Hearing Xiao Beihao's words, Cong Yufan's heart suddenly felt sore.

Seeing such a small child crying so painfully, Cong Yufan couldn't help hugging his small body, and couldn't help but shed tears along with him.

"Don't cry, child, it's okay, Mommy Yufan is here..."

As he said that, Cong Yufan could feel the child in his arms whimpering in pain. He didn't cry uncontrollably like little An'an, but just sobbed forbearance.

Such a child made her feel even more distressed.

Such a young child has endured so much.

She knew that Mr. Qu was the one who loved him the most in the entire Qu family. Now that Mr. Qu has gone, what should this child without a father do?

Thinking of this, Cong Yufan felt even more uncomfortable.

Xiao Beihao's small hands were tightly clutching her arms and sleeves. Cong Yufan knew that this child had no sense of security, and was very afraid of being alone. Perhaps it was because of this that his temperament was cold, unlike other children of the same age. So innocent and brilliant.

In his eyes, there is a little more calmness that an adult should have, and a little more indifference. Maybe all of this is to disguise the fragility of his heart.

Cong Yufan hugged him tightly, letting him sob uncontrollably in his arms.

He didn't know how long he had been crying, but Xiao Beihao seemed to be tired from crying. Cong Yufan hugged his small body in his arms and sent him back to his room.

He cried and fell asleep with little tears on his cheeks. Seeing this little Beihao, Cong Yufan's heart was heavy.

She sat beside Xiao Beihao's bed, tucked up the quilt for Xiao Beihao, and wiped away his tears with a wet towel. After the maid took the basin away, she was also ready to get up and leave.

However, when she got up, she suddenly heard Xiao Beihao whispering.

Cong Yufan turned around in astonishment, only to see that he closed his eyes tightly and unconsciously repeated two words, "Grandpa, grandpa, grandpa..."

After seeing the child falling asleep and still calling for Mr. Qu, Cong Yufan couldn't help feeling sour and distressed.

This child is really so sad that people can't help but want to cherish it.

How much she wished to be here with him, and didn't want him to have nightmares at night, but she had no way to stay, and in the end she could only give him a reluctant look and leave.

Steward Cui went upstairs with some worries after learning that his servants said that the young master had fallen asleep crying.

After seeing Cong Yufan coming out, Housekeeper Cui called her a little unexpectedly, "Mrs. Mo."

"Butler Cui."

When Cong Yufan walked to the door of the room, she happened to meet Butler Cui, and then she looked at Butler Cui and nodded.

"Mrs. Mo is going back, right?"

Steward Cui asked, and Cong Yufan nodded.

Afterwards, the two came to the corridor and talked for a while.

"Butler Cui, there is something I don't know, can I ask you?"

Cong Yufan was walking beside Cui Butler, who was escorting her out of the corridor.

Hearing Cong Yufan's question, Cui Butler did not hesitate too much, but nodded and looked at Cong Yufan and asked, "What's the matter with Mrs. Mo, I will try my best to answer if I can."

Seeing Steward Cui say this, Cong Yufan hesitated for a few seconds before asking,

"Now Mr. Qu is gone, who will take care of the child in the future?"

Hearing Cong Yufan's words of concern, Cui Butler understood what she meant.

The young master lived with Cong Yufan for a period of time before, and he could see that Miss Cong was very kind to the young master, and the young master was also very dependent on Miss Cong. If the master hadn't insisted on preventing them from coming and going, I am afraid that the young master's temper would not be the same. colder and colder.

Knowing that Cong Yufan was worried about the future life of the young master, Cui Butler then said,

"Miss Cong, don't worry. When the second young master came back, he mentioned to me that after the master's funeral is over, he will handle the transfer procedures for the young master and transfer the name of the young master to his name."

Hearing what Steward Cui said, Cong Yufan stopped in surprise, looked at him in surprise and asked back uncertainly,

"You mean, Xia Ran is going to adopt Xiao Beihao?"

Hearing Cong Yufan's question, Cui Butler nodded, "Yes, I was a little surprised just now, but I heard that this is the master's last wish."

After getting Cui Steward's affirmative reply, Cong Yufan's originally worried mood finally got better.

She didn't expect that in the end, Mr. Qu still chose a good way to rely on for his beloved grandson, and it might be good to let Qu Xiaran take care of the child.

At least, for that child, it is also a support.

Thinking of it this way, she felt much more relaxed. She liked that child very much, and if Weiwei and Xia Ran could adopt him, she would be very relieved.