Mr.CEO Looks Exactly the Same as My Son!
Chapter 80: Am I Still Your Grandfather (1)

Chapter 80: Chapter 80: Am I Still Your Grandfather (1)

He had no phone, and no internet on his computer, and Jingxi was almost dying with anxiety.

But he also knew that if the old man didn’t let him leave, he wouldn’t be able to get out of here.

There were so many bodyguards here, and as a little child, he was no match for them.

Housekeeper Lin smiled and said, "Jingxi, I don’t know when you can go home either, you’ll have to ask the master about that."

The master had repeatedly instructed that as soon as this little guy asked when he could go home, no matter what, they had to pacify him.

"Where is the old man? I want to see him."

"The master is out and hasn’t come back yet." Housekeeper Lin lied, actually, the master had been in the villa all along but had instructed that he wouldn’t see the little guy now.

Hearing this, Jingxi looked like a deflated balloon, lowering his head and slowly drifting towards his room.

After entering the room, he shut the door hard to show his displeasure.

He climbed onto the bed angrily and pulled the quilt over his head.

He had no idea why these people brought him here.

And they were feeding him well and letting him roam outside the room, but they just wouldn’t let him go home.

He racked his brains but couldn’t come up with a reasonable explanation, and didn’t know how long he pondered until he drowsily fell asleep.

Jingxi had a dream and dreamt of his mommy.

He dreamt that his mommy told him she didn’t want him anymore and harshly pushed him to the ground.

"Jingxi, go away, I don’t want you anymore."

"You are not my son, and I am not your mommy. Don’t come looking for me again."

"Mommy, don’t go..."

"Mommy..."

"Waa..."

Jingxi sat on the ground, crying and calling for mommy, but Ye Xinluo’s figure was getting farther and farther away...

In the darkness, Jingxi opened his eyes.

He didn’t know how long he had slept, but it was already dark outside, and the whole room was pitch black. It was only then he realized he had just had a dream.

The scenes in the dream lingered in Jingxi’s mind.

He covered his little head with the quilt, and his eyes turned red, with tears as big as beans rolling down like a broken string of pearls.

...

At eight in the evening, Beichen Rui’s flight landed at Z City International Airport.

Beichen Rui, wearing a black wool coat, stepped out from the VIP channel, weary from travel.

Because he was worried something had happened at home, he didn’t rest on the plane. A trace of fatigue was on his face.

Housekeeper Lin had been waiting for a long time. Seeing him come out, he immediately went to greet him, "Young Master."

Beichen Rui glanced at him and asked, "What happened at home?"

What exactly could have made his grandfather call him back?

"Young Master, you’ll know when you get back." Housekeeper Lin didn’t tell him, as the master had especially instructed not to inform him beforehand when they left.

Beichen Rui gave him an indifferent glance and said nothing more, striding towards the car.

After getting in the car, he leaned against the seat to catch up on sleep.

Originally, he was worried about something happening to his grandfather, but looking at Housekeeper Lin’s demeanor, it seemed it wasn’t anything serious.

Then, why the urgent call to come back?

He thought about it for a while but couldn’t figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking and caught up on sleep. Having not rested well on the plane, he fell asleep soon after.

When he woke up again, the car had already reached the villa entrance, and Housekeeper Lin was at the door opening the car door for him.

Beichen Rui got out of the car, paused, and looked inside the villa, then lifted his foot to walk in.