Mr.CEO Looks Exactly the Same as My Son!
Chapter 72: All of You Leave

Chapter 72: Chapter 72: All of You Leave

Reflexively avoided Housekeeper Lin’s approach. He really doesn’t like being hugged by anyone, let alone taking a bath.

He got off the sofa and started to run barefoot towards the bathroom. Housekeeper Lin hurriedly called after him, "Young... Jingxi, it’s too dangerous for you to bathe by yourself, let me help you."

"No need." Jingxi didn’t give him a chance to speak and immediately closed the door behind him after entering the bathroom.

Housekeeper Lin had no choice but to stand at the door and wait. Any sound from inside, he would rush in immediately.

Inside the bathroom, Jingxi took off his clothes and then walked to the bathtub to turn on the showerhead.

The position was a bit high, so he had to stand on his toes to reach it.

First, he rinsed himself all over with the showerhead, then squeezed a bit of body wash and started rubbing it on himself.

Actually, he knows how to bathe himself. Mommy has always taught him to be independent, so he learned to do many things from a young age.

Previously, when Godmother wanted to help him bathe, he told her he could do it himself, but Godmother didn’t let him, insisting on bathing him.

At this moment, the bathroom door was pushed open, and a servant came in with clean clothes.

Jingxi realized this, glanced towards the doorway.

"Get out." His voice was cool, entirely unlike his demeanor in front of Ye Xinluo.

In front of Ye Xinluo, he appears innocent and pure, but now that Ye Xinluo is not here, he shows a different side.

The servant, about to take a step forward, paused and stood still, "Young Master, you are still too young, let us help you."

"I already said, I’m not the Young Master, you’ve got the wrong person."

He really couldn’t understand why everyone here called him Young Master.

"This..." The servant felt a bit troubled for a moment. Now everyone in the villa knew he was the Young Master here, yet he refused to be called that.

If this got to the master’s ears, they would certainly be scolded for not knowing their place.

"You are the Young Master here, we must call you that."

This time, Jingxi’s patience wore out, and with a cold glance at the maid, he said, "All of you, get out."

The maid blinked in disbelief that this three-year-old little one could speak so coldly.

He was just like the master.

Before Jingxi cast another look, she quickly exited the bathroom, hastily closing the door behind her.

Not daring to go far, she stood at the door, ears listening intently for any noise inside, afraid something might happen to the little one inside.

Once they all left, Jingxi finally picked up the showerhead and rinsed the soap bubbles off his body. Then he grabbed a dry towel from the side and dried his skin.

He then walked over to the stool, picked up the clothes on it, and put them on.

The maid at the door stood listening for a good while, hearing no noise from inside and was about to open the bathroom door.

Her hand hadn’t touched the doorknob when the door was opened from the inside.

Jingxi came out fully dressed, ignoring the maid’s gaze, bypassed them, and walked to the bed, climbed up.

He lifted the covers and lay down.

The maid stood frozen, her mouth agape in disbelief at his actions.

They all wondered in their hearts who this Young Master’s mother could be, how she raised such an understanding son.

She turned off the light for him and left the room.

The room was plunged into darkness as the maid closed the door, and the little one lying on the bed opened his eyes.

He shot up from the bed, listening intently for a long time, making sure the maids at the door had left.

Only then did he quietly climb out of bed, walking to the floor-to-ceiling window.