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Chapter 581: Mr. He, It’s You Again

Chapter 581: Chapter 581: Mr. He, It’s You Again

Lu Qixi turned her head and saw the little one seriously saying, "Qixi, did you get heartbroken?"

"No," she immediately cast aside her jumbled thoughts and looked at him with a beaming smile, "Why do you think I got heartbroken?"

"Because you looked unhappy," Xiaobao thought for a moment and shyly said, "Qixi, can you not date anyone? When I grow up, I’ll marry you. My grandpa has money, and my dad has money, so I can support you."

Lu Qixi couldn’t help but burst out laughing, "By the time you grow up, I’ll be old."

"No, I still have..." The little one struggled counting on his fingers, frowning heavily, "only five more years to grow up."

"It’s many, many years from now, stop counting," Lu Qixi grabbed his chubby little hand, "come here, how about I teach you to sing?"

"Yes!" Xiaobao’s eyes lit up, and he threw himself into her arms, "Qixi, I really like you!"

It was so great that his mom had brought him here, the place she chose was so good! He got to meet Qixi and even sing with her!

Xiaobao smiled blissfully.

...

Meanwhile, Zhixi was still miserably tidying Xiaobao’s toys.

Soon, she heard the notification sound of WeChat on her phone, so she walked over to the coffee table, picked up the phone, and checked—it was indeed a voice message from Lu Qixi.

She smiled and pressed play, and the little one’s voice burst in: "Mom, I’m learning to sing with Qixi! I’ll sing it for you!"

What followed was a strangely incomprehensible tune, utterly unrecognizable in both melody and lyrics... let’s just call it a song.

Zhixi couldn’t help but chuckle, sent a message thanking Lu Qixi, and arranged a time to pick up Xiaobao.

She sent a smiling emoji response: "No worries, I really like Xiaobao, let him stay with me for a couple more hours."

Zhixi thought about it and decided it would be safer to pick up the little rascal after dark, so she replied with an okay.

As the evening grew darker, Zhixi ordered some takeout on her phone and then went to tidy up the house, with Xiaobao’s singing becoming the background music.

Is this little one off-tune because of his age, or is he truly tone-deaf? She worriedly wondered.

But her singing was really pleasant... could Xiaobao have inherited it from He Jingyao? Anyway, she had never heard that man sing.

It must be the case. She was sure of it.

Soon, the doorbell rang, she thought the delivery had arrived, so she immediately went to open the door.

However, the person standing outside was He Jingyao.

Her body stiffened for a moment, "Mr. He, it’s you again."

She emphasized the word "again."

The man, unconcerned about her aversion, merely smiled, "Can I borrow a pot?"

Zhixi was stunned, "A pot?"

"Yes, I plan to cook some noodles, but I don’t have a pot at home," he said with a slight smile, "so I had to turn to a neighbor."

...Cook some noodles?

...Borrow a pot?

Both of these phrases seemed utterly unrelated to this man!

She didn’t believe it, this man needed to cook for himself, surely Li Bo had everything prepared for him already!

"Mr. He actually has to cook for himself?" she gritted her teeth.

"Normally, I don’t need to," he said sincerely, "I just moved in today, and the chef hasn’t arrived yet."

"Then why did you invite me to dinner earlier?" Zhixi glared at him.