Although there is a purpose, there is nothing wrong with asking.
But Lu Xining was silenced for a short period of time, and finally he heard him say in a coquettish voice: "My surname is Jin."
"..." Of course she knows that his surname is Jin. Isn't Jin Muxi's surname Jin?
She asked about his name.
Jin Muxi's face turned red from suppressing it, and she was already a little embarrassed.
"You don't even know your father's name, do you?" Lu Xining looked at him in disbelief.
"I usually call him daddy, and everyone else calls him Mr. Jin." Jin Muxi replied dully.
He seemed to have just realized this problem, but he was so arrogant that he didn't want to admit it, so he looked a little unconvinced.
Although Lu Xining was a little disappointed, he didn't care too much. It was too easy to change his name, and he couldn't confirm whether it was that person.
Instead, it was Jin Muxi's depressed look that affected her, making her smile and find it funny.
"Beautiful aunt, what are you asking him for? Do you have a crush on him?" Jin Muxi asked suddenly, looking at her with a "serious" face.
Lu Xining quickly shook her head. She knew that most children are hostile to people who covet their parents.
"If you like him, I can help you." Unexpectedly, he said something shocking.
"Cough...cough..." Lu Xining choked, then looked at him in horror.
Is this what a child should say?
"Don't be so nervous, he is just a mortal and won't eat people."
On the contrary, Jin Muxi comforted her and even slipped down from the chair to help her in a decent manner.
Did he know that some men were more terrifying than cannibals? But Lu Xining really didn't have that much thought, he just wanted to confirm whether that man was Jin Shaoheng.
"When he is being mean to you, just pretend to be pitiful and act coquettishly." Jin Muxi imparted his experience sincerely.
Lu Xining thought about the face he saw that day, and when he thought of the word "coquettish", he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
"Why is he wearing a mask? Is it disfigured?"
"I don't know, my mother-in-law said he was wearing that mask when I was born." Jin Muxi replied, her speech becoming slurred.
Lu Xining felt something was wrong, and he was getting heavier and heavier with his own weight, and his hands were still holding on to her clothes. When he lowered his head, he saw that the little guy had his eyes closed and fell asleep leaning against her.
Lu Xining had no choice but to carry him to the sofa where the guests were sitting, and then covered him with a piece of clothing.
Her office is small, and the sofa for guests is also small, but it is enough to accommodate Jin Muxi.
She pinched his young face with her fingers. Although she liked it in her heart, she couldn't help but think: If his father is really Jin Shaoheng, then he is Lin Qingyue's son.
Although he was childish and innocent, thinking about Lin Qingyue, he still felt so bad that he just packed his bag and left.
She made an appointment with a client in the afternoon, and the two parties talked for about two hours. The client was interrupted because the client had other things to do, and he hurriedly left her only the key before leaving.
Lu Xining took photos on the spot and recorded the details of the communication in his notebook. When he packed up and came back, it was almost time to get off work.
I thought Jin Muxi had left long ago, but I was surprised to see that he was still there, and there were various snacks and small cakes on the table in front of him. Apparently he had become the company's favorite in one afternoon.
But isn't he ready to leave?
"Lu Xining, are you back?" Jin Muxi's eyes lit up when he saw her and she hurried back.
"You're not polite, why don't you call me auntie?" Lu Xining scolded.
"I want to be friends with you. It's weird to call you auntie," Jin Muxi said.
strangeness?
Is it weird that she is friends with a 3-year-old baby?
"Don't you want to be friends with me?" Jin Muxi asked cautiously.
Of course not!
But looking at his eyes that were gradually dimming, it seemed that if she said yes, he would be very sad.
Reason told her not to be soft-hearted, but her words turned out to be: "Okay, auntie will be your friend."
Jin Muxi's little face suddenly lit up: "Lagou."
Lu Xining's head hurt a little, but he still patiently stretched out his little finger to give him a hook.
"Okay, I have promised to be friends with you. Go home quickly. I have to get off work."
Lu Xining packed up two documents and prepared to go home and work overtime, but she saw that he was still following her like a follower.
"Dad is very busy at work, and Mu Xi is very lonely at home." He looked up at her with that aggrieved expression again.
This is completely different from the dragging child when we first met.
Lu Xining looked at the two bodyguards behind him. Does this mean they didn't inform their master?
They were like two pieces of wood and didn't receive any message from her at all.
Lu Xining has never raised children, so he wonders if all three- and four-year-old children are as sharp-tongued and thoughtful as Jin Muxi.
But she found that even if she knew that he was deliberately seeking sympathy, she could not refuse, and finally had to take Jin Muxi home.
He looked and touched curiously.
Lu Xining changed his clothes, asked him if there was anything he was allergic to, and then went into the kitchen to cook.
I don't know if it's an illusion, but I always feel that this child's body is not as healthy as it seems on the surface, and I don't understand why I want to take care of this little person for no reason.
While the two were eating, the doorbell rang.
Lu Xining put down the bowl and chopsticks and opened the door, only to see a tall and straight figure of a man standing outside.
Well, this scene is very similar to the previous two meetings, except that one was in the hospital and the other was in a "dream".
The difference was that there was plenty of light inside and outside the house now, allowing her to see him more clearly.
The mask, hairstyle, and clothes have not changed much, except that the exposed skin appears whiter, the kind of white that is often seen without sunlight. And the body shape is much thinner than in the impression, and can even be said to have a sickly appearance.
She was startled by these two words, and then she heard the man say: "I'll pick up Jin Muxi."
Her voice was slightly cold, and her tone made it natural for her to take care of his child.
Lu Xining opened his mouth to say something else, but he walked in directly.
"Dad, the food made by Lu Xining is delicious." Jin Muxi saw that her father did not get up and was still concentrating on cooking.
Lu Xining noticed that the man's brows furrowed, probably because he heard what his son called her.
"Mr. Jin, have you eaten? Otherwise——"
"No need!"
In fact, she was being polite out of politeness, but she didn't want to be rejected by him coldly before she finished speaking, and then sat on her sofa.
Lu Xining was speechless. Thinking about the time he threw her into the police station, she thought that if she didn't want to confirm that he was not Jin Shaoheng, she would have kicked him out long ago.
In the end, I simply went back to the restaurant to continue eating and ignored him.
Jin Muxi rolled his eyes and ran over with his own juice: "Dad, please wait a moment and you will be full soon."
"Yeah." Facing his son, his voice wasn't much better.
Jin Muxi seemed to be used to him being outside, so she just put the juice on the table in front of him.
I don't know if he was too clumsy or something, but he lost his balance for a moment and it spilled on his pants...