Chapter 1045: Chapter 619: Master Huo vs. Jiang the Suona, Framing? Trouble with Little Rascals (Part 2)
In the room, only Huo Qinqi and Little Crooked Neck Tree were left.
Huo Qinqi couldnât stand it, so he grabbed a soft tissue and wiped his mouth.
The little guy just stared at him like that. In reality, no one dared to stare at him anymore. It was because kids are ignorant and fearless. Huo Qinqi frowned, "Stop staring."
Jiang Xiaowai continued blowing bubbles, but after half a minute, it seemed the little guyâs reflex arc suddenly returnedâ
"Waaâ" he started crying loudly.
Huo Qinqiâs face turned black instantly.
Why did he suddenly start crying?
He frowned, picked up a toy placed aside, and waved it in front of him. Huo Qinqi wasnât good at coaxing kids, and this wasnât his own child, so he couldnât say things like "sweet baby." He just kept a stern face and kept shaking the toy in front of him.
Jiang Xiaowaiâs attention was initially caught by the toy, and he stopped crying. When Huo Qinqi saw he wasnât crying anymore and just put the toy back, he started wailing again.
Now, no toy was good enough to calm him down.
Recently, Huo Qinqi had learned quite a bit and knew that if a child suddenly acted like this, it might be because he was hungry or had wet himself.
He tried hard to suppress the mental shadow from being peed on before, carefully picking him up from the crib and placing him on the bed, starting to check his diaper...
But the child kept crying incessantly and simply wouldnât cooperate.
Huo Qinqi pinched his tender little arms and legs, not daring to exert too much force. If it were his subordinate, he would have stuffed something first to plug his mouth.
The crying made him feel chaotic internally.
The little guy wasnât wet, but it wasnât easy to help him put the diaper back on.
When Tang Wan and others heard the crying and returned to the room, they found Little Crooked Neck Tree, stripped of his diaper by someone, bawling on the bed with his butt completely bare...
There were only two people on the scene, so naturally, Huo Qinqi was deemed the "culprit," especially since he still had the diaper in his hand.
"What are you doing?" Shen Shuci frowned.
Huo Qinqi frowned, not knowing how to explain.
"Why are you crying? Heâs your great uncle, not an outsider..." Tang Wan walked over, helped her son change into a new diaper, held him in her arms to soothe him, and the little guy stopped crying.
"What are you doing, are you bullying the child?" Shen Shuci sighed.
Huo Qinqiâs appearance wasnât fierce, but his imposing aura was intimidating, and all the relativesâ kids were terrified of him.
"No." Huo Qinqi threw away the diaper in his hand and glanced at Little Crooked Neck Tree. Their eyes met, and the little guy cried even more ferociously.
Huo Qinqiâs headache was about to split openâ
Why bother naming him anything; just call him Little Trumpet, Little Suona, because heâs way too noisy.
In the end, the child stopped crying, and even let Huo Qinqi hold him for a while, only to end up lying in his arms, blowing bubbles and dampening his shirt collar.
When he and Shen Shuci were driving home, Shen Shuci kept saying how cute the kid was.
But Huo Qinqi kept frowning, not saying a word. He thought to himself, if his child turned out to be like this Little Suona from the Jiang Family, he feared heâd lose his mind.
His aura was too strong, his looks werenât harmless, and combined with his lack of speech skills, he wouldnât defend himself. He was bound to be framed by kids, and Huo Qinqi unjustly took the blame for quite a few incidents.
It wasnât just Little Crooked Neck Tree; later, his family had a little unexpected "framer" who nearly drove him crazy.
Everyone teased that in the past, no one dared to show Huo Qinqi a bad face or trick him, and so his "karma" arrived.
**
At the Qi Group at that moment
After Qi Zeyan arrived at the company, he indeed had urgent matters to handle, caused by the snowstorm. Xiaozhu had initially thought that his tone over the phone was unpleasant and figured that once he arrived at the company, he would surely be scolded.
He wasnât a bad-tempered boss, but he was very willful and spoke without malice. When someone first started working for him, heâd want to fire them eighteen times a day, but they got used to it.
He was all set to face the wrath.
Unexpectedly, someone hummed a tune and walked into the office with spring in his step, seemingly in a good mood, and worked highly efficiently.
"Boss, did something particularly happy happen to you?" Xiaozhu cautiously asked, seeing him in a good mood. Otherwise, as an assistant, who dared to pry into the bossâs private affairs.
"Is it that obvious?" Qi Zeyan raised an eyebrow.
"Extremely obvious." Xiaozhu thought about his recent interactions with Ruan Mengxi, "Have you made progress with Xiaoruan?"
"What do you think?"
"Established a relationship?"
"No, Iâm pursuing her. Itâs currently unrequited love."
"..."
Just unrequited love, whatâs there to be so happy about.
Xiaozhu took a deep breath; is the boss of his actually a fool?
"Any other plans?" Qi Zeyan quickly finished handling his current tasks.
"Thereâs a social engagement that was scheduled a month and a half ago."
"With President Liu, right?" Qi Zeyan thought of wanting to go to Ruan Mengxiâs place for a meal, but now seemed impossible, "Iâll change clothes; you start preparing the car."
"Alright." Before Xiaozhu left, he tidied up the signed and completed documents on his desk to take them out.
Qi Zeyan was holding his phone, making a call. Xiaozhu thought it was to his family, telling the senior president he wouldnât be home for dinner, but it turned out to be a call to Ruan Mengxi.
"Arenât you at work? Why are you calling me?" Ruan Mengxi was curled up on the sofa watching a series.
"I just felt like calling you, whatâs wrong with that?"
"Nothing, as long as youâre happy."
"I have a social engagement tonight that was scheduled earlier, donât wait for me to have dinner."
"I already ate."
Eating alone, just getting by without bothering to cook or light the stove unless necessary.
"..." Qi Zeyan was a bit choked up, "What did you eat tonight?"
"Just something random. Do you have anything else to say?"
"Iâm going to the engagement, just calling to inform you."
"We donât have that kind of relationship; you really donât need to inform me."
"I want to!"
...
Xiaozhu was sorting out the files on the table, and heard their conversation loud and clear, unable to help a headache.
Were these two having a childish argument?
Why werenât there any romantic vibes at all?
Qi Zeyan hung up the phone, still in good spirits, changed into a suit and styled his hair into a neat pinned part, his shoes polished shiny. When he left, he was still the poised and handsome General Manager Qi, not at all resembling the Qi Hanhan who just argued with Ruan Mengxi.
In business circles, at social engagements, drinking was just as usual. Normally, when others toasted him, he would take a symbolic sip, but today he drank quite a bit.
Xiaozhu thought he was in a good mood. After leaving the hotel from the engagement, he helped him into the car, then turned and asked, "Boss, do you need something to sober you up?"
"No need, Iâve worked hard to get myself drunk." Qi Zeyan hadnât drunk much. He had been in business for so long, claiming not getting drunk after a thousand drinks, wasnât necessarily great but not really bad either.
"Huh?" Xiaozhu was stunned for a bit, got himself drunk.
"To Xiaoruanâs place!"
"Itâs almost ten oâclock."
"Why are you talking so much, hurry up, drive quickly." Qi Zeyan urged him.
Xiaozhu frowned; a man in love is truly different huh, even starting to play tricks. Thatâs intending to pretend to be drunk and stay at Xiaoruanâs place?
So shameless.
These kinds of things need a surprise attack. Otherwise, considering Ruan Mengxiâs temperament, she definitely wouldnât take him in.
So when they arrived downstairs at the unit building, Xiaozhu frowned, "Boss, without a residentâs card, we canât get up." Xiaozhu had come last time, just happened to meet other residents and tagged along in the elevator.
"No worries, I have one!"
Qi Zeyan took a card out of his pocket and even pulled out a set of keysâ
Ruan Mengxi was currently on video call with family, chatting happily. Ruan Dad saw his daughterâs usual demeanor, had dispelled the idea of heading to Shangjing, and she was completely unaware of the "danger" approaching.