Mr. He’s Daily Affections

He Jingyao knew that he should leave without hesitation.

After all, the origin of this child is too mysterious, and he refuses to reveal any information. Who knows who placed this child next to him? And for what purpose?

But listening to his whimpering, he couldn't take this step.

The police officer was still trying to comfort the little guy, but it was in vain. The child didn't cry loudly, but just whimpered, like an abandoned little animal, which made people feel uncomfortable for no reason.

After a long while, he took a deep breath and turned back to him as if resigned to his fate.

Because he was held in the arms of the police officer, the little guy could barely look at eye level with him.

He was sobbing, with tears on his face, looking so pitiful.

Who asked you to come to me, huh? He Jingyao asked in a low voice.

Xiaobao wiped his tears in grievance: I can't say.

Why can't you say it, huh? He Jingyao asked patiently.

...I'm not a bad person anyway. He puffed his lips as if he knew what He Jingyao was worried about.

He Jingyao was very happy.

How old is this child? Of course he didn't think that the child could hurt him, not to mention that the little guy probably didn't know anything.

But what is the purpose of the person who sent this child? What are their next plans? That's what he cares about.

But no matter what, what can a child do to him? Could he still be afraid?

Thinking of this, he reached out and took the little guy from the police officer, staring into his eyes: Listen, my patience is limited, be good, okay?

The little guy hugged his neck and asked pitifully: I will be good, don't leave me.

I will not abandon you until I find your parents. He Jingyao touched his head and made a promise.

He immediately burst into laughter and hugged him hard: I know you are the best.

He Jingyao glanced at him, said nothing, but hugged him and left the police station.

…

Wanhe Qianfeng Garden.

Uncle Li was taking stock of this month's accounts in the living room, and then watched helplessly as the young master walked in with a child in his arms.

His eyes widened, his face suddenly lit up with excitement, and he stood up suddenly: Master! This is... is this the young master!

No. He Jingyao spat out these two words coldly, extinguishing all Uncle Li's hopes.

Then... Uncle Li looked hesitantly at the little boy in He Jingyao's arms.

Check the identity of this child for me. He Jingyao put the little guy on the sofa. He is lost with his parents.

I didn't... the little guy replied in a low voice, holding He Jingyao's hand and refusing to let go, Don't look for them.

He Jingyao looked down at him, and then at the two hands he was holding on to. The little guy's hands are white and tender, and there are two fleshy pits on the back of his hands that make people want to take a bite.

You promised me that you would be good, huh? He Jingyao looked at him.

The little guy flattened his mouth and had no choice but to let him go.

Uncle Li came over and looked at the child, and suddenly said in surprise: Master, don't you think this child looks like you?

The little guy opened his eyes wide and looked at Uncle Li and then at He Jingyao.

But He Jingyao glanced at the little guy's face: Like me? Uncle Li, you need to see an ophthalmologist.

Uncle Li was very sorry: Why not...