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Lin Xiangyu could hear the coldness and ruthlessness in her tone.

Lin Xiangyu tried to struggle free from his grasp, but the more she struggled, the more painful it became. He was truly a devil.

A scorching heat spread across her face, and her angry heart gradually calmed down.

No, absolutely not.

She stopped resisting and lowered her eyes, no longer looking at Lu Jingjing in front of her. She acted as if she was at her mercy.

"A knowledgeable practitioner is a elite. You can be considered smart." Lu Jingjing saw that Lin Xiangyu had calmed down and was looking down at her proudly.

If it weren't for the fact that her son was still causing a ruckus downstairs, she would have already gone after him. Her anger always aroused her desire, and it was uncontrollable.

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Lu Jingjing tidied up his somewhat messy clothes and walked out.

"Qi Ning, go and tell that kid that I will take care of everything he did today." He stood by the railing on the second floor and spoke loudly to Zining, who was trying to calm the little fish in the living room.

"Yes." Qi Ning nodded and started to walk towards Little Fishy's room.

Lu Jingjing had arranged for him to stay in the only room on the first floor with a French window and sunlight.

Inside the house, there were all sorts of toys that Lu Jingjing had given him at the hospital. In addition, there were a lot of toys that he hadn't played with before, and they were probably new toys he had bought and left there.

The walls were covered with sea-blue wallpaper, the floor was covered with a thick blanket with ocean patterns, the bed was filled with sailboats, the sliding doors of the wardrobe were all open to reveal a beach covered with sunlight, and even the lamp on the bedside table was shaped like a sea mother.

Pushing open the door was like stepping into a fairytale kingdom of the sea.

Compared to when the little fish entered, the Ocean fairy tale's kingdom was a little messy.

The child was panting on the carpet, and any toys he could touch were lying on the floor.

Didn't I just carry him onto the bed? How did it fall to the ground?

"Little fish, have you fallen yet?" Qi Ning asked the child with concern as he walked quickly to the front.

"None of your business." The little fish tried to shake off her hand as it tried to help her up, and angrily shouted.

"Little Fishy, stop messing around. You will only make Mr Lu angrier." He didn't know how to comfort this child who couldn't see any hope, but he still tried to persuade him in a soft voice.

"You are both bad people, you only know how to bully the weak." Little Fishy raised her head, her eyes still filled with anger and sobs.

"You just don't know the reason. It's not what you think." Suddenly, Zining didn't want to hear how bad he was in the little fish's heart.

"Then why don't you let me see Little Fishy?" Little Fishy gave him a hard look. She would never believe anything they said again. Liar, it would be a lie.

Qi Ning opened his mouth, but he felt speechless. He didn't know how to answer this naive child's question.

He felt weak even though he had lied too much.

"You can leave. I don't want to see anyone other than Xiaoyu." He wanted to rest, but he didn't want her to see it.

Fishy had once told him that he must never let anyone see his weakness.

… ….

Qi Ning had never felt so weak before as he did when he left Little Fishy's room.

Lu Li had been a secretary to the CEO of the Lu family for many years. Many people would give her a thumbs-up when they saw her. But now, facing this five-year-old child, she experienced repeated defeats.

"How is it? Did you tell him? " Lu Jingjing was actually sitting on the sofa in the living room.

Isn't he upstairs? When did you get down?

Zining did not want to know the answer now, and she had no way of knowing.

Qi Ning, who had always been energetic in front of Lu Jingjing, now appeared very tired.

"He said that except for Miss Lin, he did not want to see anyone."

Lu Jingjing's slanted brows were tightly knitted together: "Truly a stubborn and speechless kid." He raised his head and looked at Zining, saying in a cold voice, "Go back and rest first, remember to bring the documents tomorrow."

"Yes. Starting from ten in the morning tomorrow, the hospital will still send some medical staff to check and change you and Xiaoyu. It won't end until next week."

"Tomorrow afternoon, Gu Jun has a trial in the morning." Lu Jingjing nodded his head and spoke of his arrangements.

"Boss, are you going personally?" Qi Ning looked at him in surprise.

Usually, when legal matters were involved in a company, it would be handled by her or the other people within the company. The boss would never personally take care of it.

"I want to go with Lin Xiangyu." After Lu Jingjing finished speaking indifferently, he gently closed his eyes.

Qi Ning slightly moved his lips, turned around and left after hesitating to speak.

The Lu family's Lu Jingjing was no longer the domineering and emotionless Lu Jingjing of the past.

Feeling Qi Ning's departure, Lu Jingjing opened his slightly closed eyes.

It had been some time since he had heard the sound of a small fish falling to the ground. The large villa fell into silence once more.

That brat's legs were still injured and he couldn't move. How was he now?

He kept telling himself that he had nothing to do with it.

The door is not locked from the inside

He gently turned the door handle, and the first thing he saw was a messy picture.

All the toys that had been placed around the small fish bed had been thrown to the ground, and the covers had fallen off from the sides of the bed.

Where are the kids?

Lu Jingjing peered into the room and peered inside. Only then did he notice that Little Fishy was curled up and sleeping in a corner.

Her long eyelashes were still tinged with wet tears, and her small, sword-like eyebrows were still tightly knitted together.

Lu Jingjing's heart was strongly restrained once again.

Squatting down, he gently picked up the little fish that was curled up tightly. At this moment, a deep layer of guilt appeared on his face.

He slowly put the child on the bed and covered it with the blanket. In his sleep, he was still calling out to the little fish, but he looked just like his childhood self.