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Chapter 575: It’s Not a Date, Right?

Chapter 575: Chapter 575: It’s Not a Date, Right?

Zhu Qianying had spent quite a while in the office, seeing that the time was about right and handsome waiter should be picking up Xiao Lizi by now, so she tidied up and went out.

There were already customers in the restaurant, Chen Jing was busy in the kitchen, and Luo Yifan, for a change, didn’t sit at his usual table for two, but was helping at the cashier.

Seeing Zhu Qianying come out, Luo Yifan smiled and asked, "Ying’er, did you sleep well?"

"Not bad, so, have you and my mother reached an agreement?" Zhu Qianying hadn’t slept at all? She was busy fantasizing about her mother’s various futures.

"Well, in the end, I, an outsider, was convinced!"

Luo Yifan didn’t look embarrassed at all, quite frank.

While the two were chatting, the handsome waitstaff brought Bai Xiaolu back.

As soon as Bai Xiaolu entered the door, she greeted Luo Yifan crisply.

"Hello, Grandpa Luo!"

"Good girl, Xiaolu, I haven’t seen you for a few days and you’ve become even more beautiful!?"

Actually, it was only the second time Luo Yifan had seen Xiao Lizi.

"Thank you, Grandpa Luo!"

Luo Yifan caressed Bai Xiaolu’s head, Zhu Qianying became alert all of a sudden, fearing that Luo Yifan would notice something. She hugged Bai Xiaolu and walked to the refrigerator, took out a box of milk, and instructed the little girl to do her homework quickly.

"Aunt Ying Zi, is my grandpa okay?"

The little girl didn’t know that her grandfather was seriously ill, she thought he just had a migraine and had to be hospitalized for a while, that’s all.

"Well, let the doctor have a look, take some medicine for a few days..."

Zhu Qianying didn’t dare to go into details for fear of scaring the little girl.

If not honest, it would be perceived as covering up, because today’s children are really smart, and they can sense something is wrong with the slightest clue.

"Oh...when my grandpa is discharged from the hospital, you won’t have to worry about me anymore!"

It was clear that Bai Shao must have said something to the little girl to make her more polite.

"You won’t be bothering me. If I wasn’t afraid your mom would cry, I would want to snatch you and raise you at home!" Zhu Qianying pinched the little girl’s chubby face.

However, the face of a child can be quite peculiar, you could grab it and it still feels chubby.

Xiaolu’s face is clearly not as round or large as the baby boy’s, but it is just as soft and irresistible, making you want to keep pinching it.

Zhu Qianying’s comfort certainly worked, at least it successfully shifted the little girl’s attention from the fact that Bai Xiangdong was ill.

"Aunt Ying Zi, you’re tricking me. The baby boy said he’s about to become a brother. By then, you’ll have a little girl at home too, you won’t want to take me home!"

The little girl spoke seriously, and there was a faint sense of loss.

Zhu Qianying knelt down, held the little girl in her arms and patted her lightly, "Even if Auntie Ying Zi has a smaller baby, she will still love Xiaolu just as much. Shall we do a pinkie promise?"

Xiaolu looked at Zhu Qianying with some doubt, hesitated for a moment, and finally stuck out her little finger and made the pinkie promise.

In Xiaolu, Zhu Qianying saw many shadows of the baby boy’s past.

Fear of loneliness, lack of security.

But compared to the baby boy, the sense of loneliness and lack of security in Xiaolu is much more severe.

At least, the current baby boy is mischievous, loves to act spoiled, and the little girl’s childish but harmless arbitrariness is much less in Xiaolu.

The characteristics of maturity at a young age are more obvious in Xiaolu.

If she hadn’t sent the baby boy back then, presumably, in not too long, the baby boy would become like Xiaolu, serious as a little adult.

The little girl, content with Zhu Qianying’s promise, sat at the table, leisurely drinking the milk she was holding, unconsciously swinging her little legs as she drank. These naturally expressed childish behaviors should reflect her true personality.

Zhu Qianying sighed silently, stood up, noticed that the customers in the store have gradually arrived, the waitstaff was a bit busy, hurriedly stepped in as a waitress, voluntarily serving guests water and dishes.

After a little while, she heard her son exclaim loudly, "Oh my, it’s so hot..."

Zhu Qianying brought the dishes in her hands to the customers, turned around, and saw the young master sweetly thanking Luo Yifan.

It turned out that Luo Yifan had taken a box of milk from the refrigerator, the same as Bai Xiaolu was drinking, and gave it to the little boy.

"Mommy!" Seeing Zhu Qianying, the baby boy immediately swung the milk in his hand, "Can I drink this?"

Zhu Qianying nodded, "Yes, that milk was bought by Grandpa Luo specifically for you and Xiaolu to drink. Sit over there and drink it. After mommy is done with this, she will take you home."

"Ying’er, you should take them home earlier. Children can’t bear hunger, and they still have homework to do, don’t they?" intervened Luo Yifan.

Zhu Qianying felt very apologetic, "Uncle Luo, how can I let you do this?"

He was a guest, and moreover, the boss of the prestigious Fanxin restaurant was serving tea and dishes in this small restaurant?

It was too demeaning.

"What’s there to be shy about? I treat this place like my own, sitting and standing as I please, and eating whatever I like. Are you treating me as an outsider? Go ahead, don’t let the kids wait!"

The driver who picked up the baby boy parked the car just outside the door, and the baby boy had already packed up his backpack and stuffed it into the car while Luo Yifan and Zhu Qianying were exchanging pleasantries.

At this moment, the two little boys were running to the kitchen to say goodbye to Chen Jing.

"Alright then, I’ll trouble you, Uncle Luo."

Now that Luo Yifan had put it out there, Zhu Qianying couldn’t refuse. She thanked him again and went to the kitchen with the two little boys to say goodbye to Chen Jing.

As Zhu Qianying pushed the door open and walked in, she saw her son hugging Chen Jing’s waist and acting spoiled.

"Grandma, aren’t you coming home for dinner tonight? The baby boy hasn’t had dinner with grandma for many days!"

"Yes, grandma has to wait until the store closes before she can go home. You go home first with mommy and Xiaolu. Be good, listen!"

The baby son was shaking Chen Jing’s waist hard, "Grandma, you’re not going on a date with Grandpa Luo, are you?"

Chen Jing immediately slapped his little hands wrapped around her waist, "Nonsense, how could grandma have a date with Grandpa Luo? Grandpa Luo is just discussing delicious food with grandma."

Chen Jing’s explanation, the baby boy obviously didn’t buy it, wanted to ask something else, Zhu Qianying worried about her mother, hurried over to pull the baby boy’s arm.

"Baby, let’s go home!"

Since the baby boy didn’t get a satisfactory answer from grandma, he grudgingly got in the car with a pout.