"Just a glance?" The little guy huffed discontentedly. He had already counted just now, three cigarette butts: that ans smoking three cigarettes, and with Huo Jinnan’s speed, that would take at least an hour and a half!
Huo Jinnan actually sat in the hospital room for an hour and a half. With his character, even when I was sick--and I’m his own son--he would just take a look and leave. Sitting for so long, there must be sothing wrong!
The caretaker didn’t make a sound, her face dripping with sweat. Sure enough, the young master had noticed.
In fact, she didn’t know what the sir was doing inside; what could she say?
The little guy glared at the caretaker, unsatisfied, "Next ti he cos, rember to tell ."
The caretaker lowered her head, "Yes, young master."
The little guy furrowed his brows, feeling quite annoyed. What on earth had Huo Jinnan co here for? Wasn’t he supposed to be out of town? Why co back all sneaky without saying anything?
After a pause, he decided to give Huo Jinnan a call.
Surprisingly, this ti the call was answered after just three rings.
The little guy sat on the couch, irritably kicking the coffee table, "Oh right, why did you call so many tis the other day?"
Huo Jinnan got out of Yunshang, opening the car door as he spoke, "The phone was on the desk, sothing must have pressed against it."
"..."
Just as he was about to say sothing, he suddenly forgot what it was. The little hand holding the phone tightened, no sound coming out; so it was like that! How frustrating!
That’s right! It didn’t seem like Huo Jinnan’s usual style at all. He was overthinking it!
Huo Jinnan, if one call doesn’t get through, he will never make a second one!
"What’s up?"
Hearing the man’s deep, magnetic voice, the little guy hesitated before speaking, "What were you doing at the hospital?"
Huo Jinnan’s brows furrowed slightly, "To see what your favorite nurse looks like."
"..."
The little guy didn’t speak for a long while, just pursing his lips tightly.
And then what? What happened after seeing her?
He couldn’t be falling for Huanhuan, could he?
Thinking about how Huo Jinnan tends to like the things he likes, it couldn’t be that Huo Jinnan would also fancy the girl he liked, right?
That would be completely wrong. How could a dad compete with his own son for a girlfriend? Huo Jinnan couldn’t be that disrespectful of his age, could he?
There was a long silence before Huo Jinnan’s voice ca. The little guy asked softly, "So, what do you think?"
Huo Jinnan lit a cigarette, recalling the temperature on Che Huan’s forehead, "Don’t think much of her."
The little guy uttered an "Oh", relieved.
But quickly, his brows knitted together again, feeling uncomfortable inside. What does "don’t think much of her" an!
Huanhuan is so nice, it’s just wrong for Huo Jinnan not to like her. Never mind, let’s just assu Huo Jinnan is blind! After all, Huo Jinnan’s older, how could his eyesight be as good as his?
Thinking this way, the little guy felt a lot more pleased, "Dad, when did you get back?"
"Last night," Huo Jinnan replied, picking up the evening paper from his desk and glancing over the news about Gu Jizhou.
The little guy said "Oh", followed by a quick "goodbye" and hung up the phone neatly. Standing there, he glanced at the caretaker, "Co here."
The caretaker walked over to the little guy, "Young master."
Sitting on the sofa with a serious face, the little guy spoke, "Did you tell Huo Jinnan?"
The caretaker stood there with her head bowed, silent.
The little guy frowned in dissatisfaction, "In the future, speak less of my matters to him!"
The caretaker touched her forehead, "Yes, young master."
The little guy pursed his lips, "Especially about and Huanhuan."
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