Chapter 3

Three minutes later.

Qin Yiyue looked at the little one sitting on her lap, and couldn't remember how she and Yang Ruowei got into He Qiaoyan's Maserati.

But Xiaobao seemed to be glued to her body, not leaving for a moment.

Qin Yiyue noticed Yang Ruowei's suspicious gaze, and really didn't want to discuss gossip with her at this time.

Soon reaching the place where Yang Ruowei lived, Qin Yiyue put the little thing on her lap aside, and was about to get off the car with Yang Ruowei.

Yang Ruowei was the first to close the car door, "I don't have any spare room in my house, what are you doing with me?"

At that moment, Qin Yiyue really wanted to strangle the two hundred and five to death.

Have IQ and EQ been eaten by dogs? !

She subconsciously looked in the direction of He Qiaoyan, and found that He Qiaoyan was also looking at her.

There was a trace of teasing in that gaze.

"Afraid of me?" He Qiaoyan said quietly.

"You think too much."

"Your home address?"

Qin Yiyue didn't bother to twitch, after giving a list of addresses, she turned her head to look at the window.

Xiao Bao's little head rested on her lap and continued to sleep soundly.

...

After Qin Yiyue returned home, He Qiaoyan's teasing eyes were automatically played in a loop in her mind like a screening room. Apart from being angry, her heart beat inexplicably accelerated.

Meeting He Qiaoyan and Xiaobao tonight is just a coincidence, right?

And it turns out, it wasn't a coincidence.

**

On weekends, it was rare for Qin Yiyue to sleep late, but she was awakened by a constant knock on the door.

Qin Yiyue brushed her hair and got out of bed restlessly.

When I opened the door of the house, I realized that standing outside the door was Aunt Wang who was at the opposite door.

"I didn't say you, why are you a mother? Even if the child makes a mistake, you can't kick him out of the house in cold weather. If something happens, it will be too late for you to regret it!" Aunt Wang saw Qin Yi Yue couldn't help cursing.

Qin Yiyue had a black line on her forehead, "Aunt Wang, you spray slowly first. What kind of child, where did the child come from?"

Aunt Wang gave Qin Yiyue a disgusted look, and took a step to the side, revealing the child behind her.

That child was obviously Xiao Bao.

He was wearing a thin little home clothes and a pair of indoor slippers on his feet.

His cheeks and little nose were puffy from the cold, looking cute and pitiful.

Seeing that Aunt Wang was about to spray again, Qin Yiyue quickly carried Xiaobao into the house, "Thank you, Aunt Wang, for your hard work."

After finishing speaking, Qin Yiyue closed the door neatly.

Then, facing the closed door, he took a few deep breaths.

It wasn't until a warm smile appeared on her face that she turned around, softened her voice, and asked, "Honey, did you come here alone?"

Xiao Bao rubbed his hands a little cautiously, lowered his head, and did not respond.

Looking at his small appearance, Qin Yiyue suddenly thought of herself when she was a child.

She bent down and picked up his soft little body, put it on the sofa, and wrapped him up in a small blanket.

Xiao Bao looked at Qin Yiyue with crystal grape-like eyes, and let her play with her like a porcelain doll.

That cute little appearance can almost melt people's hearts.

Qin Yiyue originally wanted to ask him how he knew the address of her home, and how he came here.

After touching his cold, fleshy face, he didn't want to ask any more questions.

After Qin Yiyue made sure that he didn't have any bare arms or legs, she smiled and said, "Are you hungry? Auntie will make you breakfast, okay?"

Xiaobao nodded.

"what do you want to eat?"

Xiaobao's little hands were groping in the blanket.

Qin Yiyue knew what he was looking for, so she took a pad and a pen from the little boy's drawer and put them in Xiao Bao's small hand.

Xiaobao carefully wrote and drew on it, and then handed it to Qin Yiyue.

Qin Yiyue looked at the sticky note stretched out in front of her.

The above words are very simple.

Tomato scrambled eggs, fish-flavored shredded pork.

Although the small font is immature, it is very neat.

From these words, it can be confirmed that there is nothing wrong with Xiaobao's intelligence, even his IQ is far above his peers.

A five-year-old child may not even know these words, let alone write them by hand.

Then why doesn't he speak?

Don't want to say it, or can't say it?

Qin Yiyue withdrew her wandering thoughts, and said with a smile: "Auntie is not sure if there are these ingredients in the refrigerator, you just wait."

Xiaobao nodded again.

Qin Yiyue went upstairs to wash up, changed her clothes, and then started cooking.

Two dishes and one soup were quickly put on the table, and she even specially warmed up a cup of pure milk for Xiaobao.

Xiao Bao looked at the food with shining eyes, and didn't need Qin Yiyue to call him.

He obediently sat down at the dining table, watching Qin Yiyue busy.

Qin Yiyue added a small bowl of rice for him, and a small bowl of soup for him.

Xiaobao took the spoon and started to eat silently.

Seeing him concentrating on eating, Qin Yiyue felt a little mixed in her heart.

It wasn't until Xiaobao finished eating that Qin Yiyue said: "Baby, give Auntie the phone number of your father or the housekeeper's grandfather, okay?"

Xiao Bao's originally relaxed expression suddenly became sad.

Tears welled up in the black and bright eyes in an instant.

...

Qin Yiyue stood on the balcony and watched the Maserati downstairs go further and further away, feeling no relief in her heart.

Thinking of Xiaobao's expression just now, she thought she had just done something heinous, and her heart was full of guilt.

But she sees nothing wrong with her actions.

She likes a simpler doctor-patient relationship.

When a patient comes to the hospital, she will be a professional and competent doctor; when the patient leaves the hospital, her relationship with them is over.

She doesn't want to be friends with the patient.

Nor did she see the need to be friends with them.

Xiaobao's tears made her feel extremely guilty.

When Xiaobao heard that she wanted He Qiaoyan's number, he threw a piece of paper at her and ran out.

She didn't go downstairs until she finished calling He Qiaoyan.

Secretly hiding in the corner, looking at Xiaobao's lonely back.

Several times, she wanted to go over and hug his small body, but she still didn't do anything in the end.

She doesn't want Xiaobao to appear suddenly in her life often. She doesn't have so much emotion and patience to treat a strange child tenderly after busy work.

Especially for a child like Xiao Bao who obviously needs to spend a lot of energy to take care of him.

Qin Yiyue shook her head, went back to the living room, picked up "Pathology" and began to read.

After a while, the mobile phone next to her rang.

Qin Yiyue took the phone, took a look, and found that someone added her on WeChat.

When Qin Yiyue scanned the three words "Zhou Ziyang", her hands trembled and she didn't accept it.

She buckled the screen upside down on the sofa and focused on the book again, but she couldn't read it anymore.

What does Zhou Ziyang add to her?

Xuecheng returns to China to meet her old classmates, or do you want to see how miserable she is?

**

Maserati.

Two men, one big and one small, sat one behind the other.

The thin air in the car was overwhelmed by the air pressure of the two of them, and the air was so tight that it seemed that it was about to explode in the next second.