Chapter 771 - Chapter 771: Chapter 771: Talk to Her if There's Any Issue
Chapter 771: Chapter 771: Talk to Her if There’s Any Issue
“Let’s go, Duidui.”
Rong Yan took the little guy’s hand, patted his little backpack, and left Fu Ya behind, watching as the tall and short figures disappeared from view.
She pounded the ground fiercely, her face twisting with rage as she said, “What does she amount to, anyway!”
Her bloodshot eyes were frightening, but no one paid any attention to her hysterical rage, for they all found Rong Yan’s unnoticeable fury even more terrifying.
…
Estelle received a call from Rong Yan and had no sooner set aside her work to rush out and help when she turned a corner and encountered Rong Yan walking over with the little guy.
“Rong Yan?” she exclaimed with surprise, glancing at the duo. “You found him?”
Rong Yan had been quite upset by Fu Ya earlier, but her mood had somewhat calmed down now. She nodded and said, “Yeah, I just happened to run into him on the way over in a taxi.”
Seeing Rong Yan’s composure, Estelle scanned them and suggested, “Why don’t you both go to my office first?”
“Okay.”
Rong Yan took the handsome little boy and followed her to her private office.
Estelle, who was walking last, closed the office door behind her. She went to the coffee machine and rifled through cabinets, then turned around and said with a sigh, “I only have tea and coffee here. You drink coffee; what should I give the little Crown Prince? Should I ask the assistant outside to buy a cup of milk?”
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Rong Yan, who was settling down on the couch with the boy, immediately replied, “No need, Estelle. Just pour him a cup of plain water.”
“Mommy…” Li Duidui settled down on the couch and, seeing that Rong Yan wasn’t angry, became uneasy. His little legs dangled and wiggled in the air as though he were a child who had done something wrong, and he tentatively called out with his head lowered.
Rong Yan squatted in front of him and silently rolled up his trouser leg to check for any injuries on his knee.
Relief washed over her when she saw that his knee was only slightly grazed.
“Estelle, where is your disinfectant?”
“Do you mean alcohol?” Estelle had made a cup of coffee for her and a cup of plain water for Li Duidui. She brought the two mugs over, placed them on the table, and said, “I’ll go get it for you.”
She reached into the office desk drawer, took out a simple home first aid kit, and brought it over.
“Thank you.” Rong Yan opened the first aid kit, found the alcohol and cotton swabs, and performed a simple disinfection on the little guy.
Li Duidui’s knee was very lightly wounded, and though there was a scraped area that would sting when wiped with alcohol, he didn’t make a sound the entire time, obediently letting Rong Yan tend to his wound.
Watching them, Estelle couldn’t help but remark, “Your son is so well-behaved.”
After Rong Yan finished treating the little guy’s knee, she rolled down his trouser leg and relaxed her frown. Glancing at the little worrywart who feared she might be angry, she said, “He is well-behaved, but he worries too much. But this time it’s my fault. My phone was snatched, and I couldn’t call. He probably got anxious because he couldn’t reach me and ran out to find me. Then, for some reason, his phone wouldn’t work either. It scared me to death.”
Li Duidui explained quietly, “My phone was out of credit.”
“I didn’t know it was out of credit.”
“Suddenly, I couldn’t make any calls.”
Listening to his sweet, childish voice, Rong Yan felt the last bit of frustration from her anxiety melt away. She pinched his cheek, whispering, “You are not allowed to run off by yourself next time, Mommy will worry.”
Seeing the little guy nod, she hurriedly sent messages to both Li Shengxiao and Cui Jiangjing to let them know she had found him.
Then Rong Yan turned to the businesswoman leaning against her desk and said, “Estelle, there’s something I need to talk to you about.”