The most important thing was, he could accurately call out He Jingyao’s name...
Adam looked at the little boy’s delicate face, genuinely curious. What was the relationship between this child and the president?
He Jingyao frowned, lifted the little boy, and asked coldly, "Little friend, who are you? What do you want with me?"
"My name is Xiaobao." He pouted, "I’m not here to do anything, I just want to stay with you."
He Jingyao sized him up for a while, put the child down, extricated his arms from his embrace, and looked at Adam: "Find a way to send him home."
Having said that, he walked towards his office.
However, he had barely taken a step when his calf was hugged by the little boy.
Hes eyebrows twitched as he looked down at him.
The little fellow also strained to look up at him, his little face tight.
He Jingyao said coldly, "Let go."
He had already exhausted all his patience with this child who had appeared out of nowhere.
"I won’t." He sniffled pitifully, "I just want to stay with you."
He Jingyao thought for a moment then crouched down to make eye contact: "Who is your father?"
The little guy glanced at him, remaining silent.
"What about your mother?" He Jingyao asked.
His little face fell: "Mommy doesn’t want me anymore..."
"How do you know my name? Hmm?" He Jingyao continued.
"I just do." He clung tightly and wouldn’t let go. "I know you’re a good person, you won’t ignore me."
...Was he being hustled? By a mere child?
"You are wrong, I am not a good person." After saying that, he picked up the little fellow and handed him to Adam, "Take this child home, come back to work when you’ve sorted it out."
Adam, holding the child’s soft body, looked astounded.
"Wah!" Seeing that He Jingyao truly was ignoring him, the little fellow became angry and hurt, and began to cry loudly.
Adam was at a loss as he tried to console him: "Little friend, where is your home? Let me take you back, okay?"
"I don’t want to, Daddy doesn’t want me, Mommy doesn’t either... wah..."
Seeing him cry pitifully softened Adam’s heart, and he couldn’t help but turn to He Jingyao, "Sir, maybe let the child stay here for a while, perhaps his parents will come looking for him soon."
He Jingyao looked displeased at Adam.
Adam immediately fell silent, not daring to speak further.
The little guy kept crying, his little face turning red, starting to hiccup from crying.
He Jingyao suddenly remembered what Huo Yanzhao had just mentioned.
He might never have children.
Thinking of this, his heart softened slightly, and he coldly nodded, "Make him stop crying."
This was permission for the child to stay!
Adam was overjoyed: "Okay. Don’t worry, I won’t let him disturb your work."
After speaking, he lowered his head to console the little one: "Mr. He said you can stay here, he hasn’t ignored you, please stop crying."
He sobbed and nodded his head.
Adam, amused, carried him to the restroom to wipe his face.
He couldn’t help but exclaim. The child was really beautiful, and might well grow up to be as good-looking as the president.
"Do you want to watch cartoons? Shall I play them for you on my phone?" Adam cooed.
The little guy shook his head and pointed at the sofa: "I’ll just sit here. You go on with your work, uncle, don’t mind me."