Chapter 15
2.7 â Mr. Owens, itâs great to see you
again
Xue Ling had never cared much about the passage of time, but watching the little tot that originally only reached up to his thighs grow up little by little, now reaching his waist, he suddenly understood what it meant to say that time flies.
But the speed at which Wen Mo is growing up is markedly different from the development of his speechâŠ
Over the past two years, regardless of wind or rain, Xue Ling has taken Wen Mo to a psychiatristâs clinic once every two weeks. Wen Moâs resistance to the outside world has gradually decreased with the treatment and his familyâs care. Although he still likes to immerse himself wholly in music and block out the world, at least he has no problems communicating with others.
Itâs just he really does not to talk.
At first, the doctor made it clear that his symptoms were somewhat serious, suggesting that Xue Ling pay particular attention to him. It was best if he could accompany him every day and provide him with him a sense of security so that he would not become even more disgusted with the world and continue to close in on himself.
Although Xue Ling was busy with starting a business and making money, he still took time to accompany him, leading to the discovery of Wen Moâs musical talent.
Compared with his motherâs talent for painting, he seemed to be more suitable for music. Through music, he can smoothly convey his difficult to express feelings to the people around him.
Wen Xiuting cried for a long time after listening to one of his songs, and Xue Ling had to spend most of a day to coax her before she calmed down. But this incident also finally allowed her to put down her worries about her son.
Now, to their relief, the child was like a miniature adult. He looked incredibly cute as he sat primly on the sofa reading music scores.
âLittle Mo.â Doctor Walter pulled back her long blond hair and said softly to the boy that was sitting on the couch waiting for his uncle, âYour uncle said heâll be delayed. Something came up, so he asked you to wait a while here first.â She gave off a gentle feeling when she smiled, lowering the defenses of the children who come here for treatment, but this advantage has never been useful with Wen Mo. If you want to see this miniature adult smile, itâs more effective to tease his uncle than to tease him. âWould you like something to eat? I have some small pastries here.â
Wen Moâs eyes moved away from his music score. Today was the day for his scheduled psychotherapy session. His uncle had to leave because of unexpected circumstances after he brought him over, and he has been waiting here since. âIâll just keep waiting. You donât need to worry about me, Dr. Walter.â
Doctor Walter shrugged her shoulders, âOkay little one, since you insist. Iâll keep the delicious pastries for the little girl.â
Because her appointment schedule was full, there will soon be another little guest here, and she wonât have time to look out for this child.
But, she knew that she didnât need to worry. He would be fine as long as she gave him a place to sit down. Based on her two yearsâ acquaintance with Wen Mo, he was not very close to anyone except his uncle.
Even his biological mother always seemed a little restrained around him.
This child could really take care of himself.
The clinic is located in a garden-style villa. The doorbell rang just as Dr. Walter was setting out the snacks.
She had just poured a glass of juice when the assistant brought in the guests.
In fact, this little child has no psychological problems, but her family was worried because she is too clever and well behaved. So, they sent her over every now and then for a session just in case.
Dr. Walter was always happy to entertain her as the child was truly lovely. Every time the little princess came, she would make some cakes one day ahead of and prepare afternoon tea.
Today, they were punctual as usual. Doctor Walter had a smile on her lips as she went to greet the child, but unexpectedly found herself looking at a serious, imposing face.
Her movements stilled for a second, smile disappearing, and she politely greeted âMr. Owens, long time no see.â
Mr. Cole Owens nodded, then patted the little girl asleep in his arms. âElaine was out late last night with her uncle and didnât want to wake up from her afternoon nap, so I sent her over directly.â
Doctor Walterâs lips twitched, thinking that he too was soft hearted, unwilling towake her up and bringing her over in his arms. âThatâs all right. We just chat every time she comes, itâs fine to let her rest a little longer.â
Coleâs eyes moved and fell on Wen Mo who was sitting there quietly reading.
Dr. Walter invited him to sit and explained, âSomething came up with the boyâs uncle and heâll pick him up later, so heâs here to wait a while.â
Hearing voices, Wen Mo raised his head briefly to look at the man sitting next to him. His eyes were indifferent, though his expression was mild. He wrinkled his brows slightly, seeming to not appreciate others coming near unprovoked.
Mr. Cole was aware of his resistance and quietly moved a little further away, giving him more personal space.
He is just like his uncle, if he gets just a little closer he will be unhappy, frowning and disdainful.
A small head popped out of his arms.
The little girl latched onto his arm, blinked her big black eyes and looked at the little boy that was not far away from her. When she met with black eyes that looked like hers, she seemed surprised, but still gave him a smile.
She was a lovely little girl, very young at just three or four years old, wearing a light purple skirt, black shoulder length hair, face soft, when she smiles, there are two cute dimples in the corners of her mouth. Her best feature are her eyes, watery, dark, like the pupils of a cat, if she was a little older, the corners of her eyes were wider..
She probably would look a lot like a certain person.
Wen Mo subconsciously returned the little girlâs smile, thoughts somewhat distracted as he wonders why she looks so familiarâŠ
Seeing his smile, the little girlâs eyes lit up, struggling to get down from the manâs arms and tugging on his hand. âDear Cole, can you let me down to talk to this big brother?â
Cole had been watching their movements all this time. He wordlessly looked at Wen Mo, bowed his head and kissed the little girl on the forehead before putting her down. âFine, go play.â
Xue Ling is driving over to pick up his little nephew. Earlier, he had rushed back to the company because of a technical failure. At a red light, he received a phone call from his sister.
Pulling over, Xue Ling took out the phone and called her back, rubbing his forehead in a tired gesture, âSister, did you need me for something?â
âLittle Yuan, did you pick up Xiao Mo? I just came back from the supermarket. Letâs eat at home tonight.â Wen Xiutingâs voice came over the phone, her smile obvious. Two years has been enough for her to get over her failed marriage and fall in love again.
Recently, she has met a new boyfriend, and they seem very sweet together. She had previously mentioned that she wanted to bring him home to meet Xue Ling â it sounds like tonight is the night.
âSounds good, do you need me to bring anything back?â
âNo, Iâve bought it all.â
âOkay, is sister going to give me and Xiao Mo a surprise?â
He missed the faint blush that appeared on Wen Xiutingâs face at these words. âIf youâve already guessed, how can it be a surprise?â
âAlthough itâs been more than a year since you two have formally been together, itâs still the first time Iâm meeting him. I should prepare properly. It wouldnât be good if I let my sister lose face.â
âIt doesnât matter. He wouldnât care either.â Wen Xiuting stopped talking, as if someone was speaking to her on the side. After a while, her voice came back. âThe good news is that since his brother and niece are also in Country M today, our two families can also meet formally.â
Xue Ling was silent for a moment before making a sound of acknowledgement.
Dr. Walterâs clinic was in the suburbs. Xue Ling arrived at 3 p.m., two hours late. He unfastened his seat belt and got out of the car, discovering that there was another car in the garage â an expensive one that seemed somewhat familiar.
Remembering the plans for a cooperation that were finalized this morning, Xue Ling felt a bit battered and abused. He patted his forehead, deeply feeling that life was really very difficult.
Although he has lived for a long time, it is his first time running a company on his own. From choosing what industry to develop in, to recruiting, he had to struggle constantly from the startup phase through many ups and downs. Now, he has reached a point where he can discuss cooperation plans with international conglomerates.
As long as the capital injection goes smoothly, the future of his company will be bright, and his plan of returning to their home country to destroy Xu Yongyi can naturally begin.
Loosening his tie, Xue Ling rang the doorbell, somewhat distracted as he thought about why such a big company would give this opportunity to a small one like hisâŠ
Although it was obvious that the other party had been watching him for two years, he had never understood what why. Xue Ling always found that he somehow could not see through that personâs intentions.
The assistant opened the door and Xue Ling greeted her with a smile, making her blush and even lose her balance a bit as she walked forward.
Although she is a familiar with this guest, she canât help being weak-kneed whenever he lifts his eyes and smiles at her, wanting to kneel down and lick his boots! (ă_ă)
How could anyone look so good! Itâs criminal!
It was winter, but the interior was cozy and warm. When Xue Ling passed through the entrance, he heard laughter in the room and felt a touch of surprise that the children who came to see Dr. Walter could laugh so happily.
He thought that they would all be like his own Wen Mo, acting quiet and serious like a little adult all day long. He really doesnât know where he got it from.
Entering the living room, Xue Ling narrowed his eyes.
There was a thick rug on the floor. Wen Mo was seated in the middle, accompanying a little girl to play with a helpless look on his face. The little girl used one hand to place a cup of tea in Wen Moâs hand while the other hand held a cookie directly to Wen Moâs mouth, smiling as she asked, âElder brother, do you really not like it? Itâs very delicious and sweet.â
Elaine is just like her adoptive father and loves sweet things. Fortunately, they are strict at home and only let her have a small amount every day. She couldnât understand how anyone could not like sweets at all.
Wen Mo simply did not like sweet thingsâŠ
Really didnât like themâŠ
His face was stiff, but he didnât dare to reject the little girl out of fear that he would make her cry because of his negative words. For a while, he was really at a loss. His face was still a bit dignified, as if that piece of cookie was **.
The manâs voice was very low and even, speaking to the little girl, âHoney, just because you like it doesnât mean that elder brother will like it. You canât force others to like the same thing as you do, itâs very impolite.â
The little girl nodded, looked up and saw Xue Ling standing at the door of the living room.
That pair of big black eyes shone brightly.
âCole!â She exclaimed in some surprise, âItâs a beautiful big elder brother! Just like me!â
Her words were a bit unclear, but Xue Ling knew exactly what she meant.
The little girl in front of him is very similar to him in appearance. If he hadnât been very clear about this bodyâs original ownerâs life story and his own actions these past years, he would have wondered whether it was his flesh and blood.
He can be absolutely certain that this is not his daughter, but that meansâŠ
Xue Ling shifted his eyes to the man sitting on the sofa.
He was still dressed up in the same suit he wore to their meeting this morning, hair combed back neatly. Every movement could have come out of a gentlemanâs textbook and could only be described ânobleâ and âupper classâ.
Itâs justâŠ
Xue Ling opened his mouth to say, âMr. Owens, itâs great to see you
again
.â
The manâs eyes seemed very casual as they turned in his direction. He nodded slightly and replied, âHello.â
Merry Christmas!
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