Chapter 10 The Little Bun Runs Away

"Brother, you are here, and your little treasure suddenly went wild!"

"What's going on?" Lu Tingxiao asked in a deep voice.

"I don't know what's going on. After he woke up, he was looking for people everywhere. I wondered if he was looking for Ning Xi, so I told him not to look. Pretty Auntie was gone. It just went crazy. Xiaobao seems to like Ning Xi a lot, but he doesn't get excited when he hears someone leaving!"

And Xiaobao hasn't had such intense mood swings for a long time.

After hearing what happened, Lu Tingxiao walked straight towards his son.

When the little guy saw Lu Tingxiao approaching, he immediately shrank back vigilantly, his eyes full of defense and rejection, and he didn't even recognize his own father.

Lu Tingxiao stopped three steps away from his son, and said in a calm voice, "Your second uncle told you that auntie is gone, literally, she has no problems with her body, she has been discharged from the hospital and returned home, not dead. It's not like you left and never came back, understand?"

Probably only when facing his son would Lu Tingxiao be so patient and say such long words in one breath.

Lu Jingli was stunned, "Did I make a mistake! I just said two words, 'go', and he made up so much?"

In fact, when Xiaobao saw Ning Xi fall, he was already frightened, and it was not surprising that he would misunderstand his words when he was emotionally unstable.

After listening to Lu Tingxiao's explanation, Little Treasure still hid his head on the window sill and didn't move.

So Lu Tingxiao took out a note, "She gave it to you, see?"

Xiaobao's body froze, and immediately raised his head as if the switch had been pressed, and opened his small short hands, signaling for his father to hold him.

Lu Jingli: "..."

Doctors and nurses at the scene: "..."

The whole room of them was tossed to the point of collapse, but Lu Tingxiao could handle it with just a piece of paper?

Lu Jingli originally thought that his brother and Ning Xi's request for a note was superfluous, but now he was completely convinced.

Lu Tingxiao sat down on the sofa with his son in his arms, and handed him the note.

The little guy couldn't wait to pick it up. He has already read and can read by himself.

[Baby, thank you for saving me, you are great~]

Looking at the words on the note and the heart drawn on the back, the little guy's eyes were bright and his little face seemed to be a little red. Although he pursed his lips in a reserved manner, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly. .

Lu Jingli looked like hell, "I'm going, did I get dazzled just now, brother? Our little treasure actually laughed! I don't even remember how long ago it was when I saw him laugh last time! What the hell did Ning Xi write?"

When Lu Jingli was going to peek, Little Treasure immediately hid it like a baby.

But Lu Jingli had already seen it, how could such an ordinary message make Little Treasure so happy? This Ning Xi is really not easy!

Lu Tingxiao didn't speak, he looked at his son with gentle eyes.

After Little Treasure woke up, Lu Tingxiao took him home directly, and pushed aside all the company's affairs to stay at home with him.

...

At night, Platinum Palace No. 8.

The huge living room was deserted, and two people, one big and one small, sat opposite each other across the dining table, their faces colder than the other.

Lu Tingxiao: "Eat."

Xiaobao turned a deaf ear.

Lu Tingxiao: "I'll say it one last time."

Little Treasure didn't move.

Lu Tingxiao: "Do you think a childish threat like a hunger strike is useful to me?"

Xiaobao is like an old monk who has entered into meditation, completely immersed in his own world, without any reaction to the outside world.

Father and son continued to confront each other.

after an hour.

Lu Tingxiao called Lu Jingli, "Send me Ning Xi's address."

Well, it turns out that hunger strikes are still useful.

Lu Jingli was very efficient, and immediately sent Ning Xi's specific address to his brother's mobile phone, followed by a lot of gossip. Of course, Lu Tingxiao ignored it.

This time, Lu Tingxiao didn't need to speak. When Little Treasure saw his father pick up his coat and car keys, he immediately followed suit.

Lu Tingxiao glanced down at his son at his feet, then helplessly leaned over and hugged him, "This is not an example."