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"Qin Morui, aren't you coming over here?" Qin Nanyu suppressed his temper and spoke coldly.
The little guy swallowed the last bite of his hamburger, wiped his mouth, and reluctantly slid down from his chair, moving towards him like a turtle.
As if remembering something, he looked up at the Little Glutinous Rice Dumpling in Lin Ci's arms and pressed his small lips together.
He couldn't bear to leave his little sister.
Qin Nanyu interpreted his reaction as having eaten a free meal and feeling embarrassed to just leave.
He signaled to his assistant with a look.
The assistant immediately stepped forward, "We really must thank you both today. If it weren't for you, we would still be looking for someone everywhere. We heard that our young master ate quite a lot in your shop and delayed your business time. We're truly sorry. How about this, we'll compensate you triple for all your losses today."
As soon as the assistant spoke, Shen Yixian, who was a bit nervous about entering the police station, hurriedly stood up and waved his hands repeatedly.
"No need, no need. Kids don't eat much. We just worried that his family would be anxious and that's why we called the police, not for the money!"
"That's right, we can't accept this money. Since the child is okay, we'll head back now." Lin Ci stood up with the Little Glutinous Rice Dumpling in her arms.
"Wait a moment, both of you—"
The assistant still wanted to say something, but Qin Nanyu raised his hand to interrupt him and stepped forward to hand a business card to Mr. and Mrs. Shen.
"My contact information is on it. If you ever need anything in the future, feel free to call me."
After Qin Nanyu finished speaking, the Little Glutinous Rice Dumpling, leaning against Lin Ci's shoulder, seemed to sense something and rubbed her little head, "Small money... big brother..."
With a "slap," something fell from her pocket.
Qin Nanyu looked down and saw it was a small notebook. He bent down to pick it up.
To his surprise, it was a little ledger filled with dense numbers... such a small child actually kept accounts?
Qin Nanyu couldn't help raising an eyebrow, wiped off the dust on it for her, and put it back into her pocket.
Watching the middle-aged couple walk away with her, further and further until they disappeared from sight, Qin Nanyu felt an inexplicable sense of loss in his heart.
It was like a piece was suddenly missing from his heart, indescribable...
He lowered his eyes, looked down at the brat standing at his feet, and his gaze instantly returned to indifference. He reached out to grab him and left in large strides.
The moment he walked out of the police station, he turned to instruct his assistant.
"Take him back, and starting today, he is not allowed to leave the villa until he realizes his mistake!"
"I did nothing wrong... uh!"
The assistant covered the little guy's mouth, who wanted to protest, scooped him up like he was escaping, and ran off.
Qin Nanyu returned to his car and drove back to the lab.
Passing through the data room, he thought of Ji Weitian who sneaked away, his dark eyes flickered, and he dialed her number.
The phone rang for a long time, but no one answered.
Qin Nanyu's face turned completely black.
On her first official workday, she was late and left early... this woman was simply out of control!
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At the Ji Family Villa.
"Ah-choo—" Ji Weitian had just entered her room, before she could even close the door, she felt a gust of cold wind and couldn't help but sneeze.
For some reason, she had the feeling that someone was cursing her.
Ji Weitian plugged her dead phone into the charger when the butler suddenly appeared at her door, "Miss, President Ji wants you to visit the study room. He has something to discuss with you."
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