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Qin Xue was still trying to talk to Jingtao to dispel his fear.
“Jingtao, do you want to come to auntie? Tell auntie what’s wrong? Who bullied our Taotao?” Qin Xue asked patiently.
“Yi Yi.” Jingtao looked at Qin Xue grievously, and his cries gradually subsided.
“Come, let auntie hold you, our Taotao is the best, isn’t he?” Qin Xue reached out and found that Jingtao didn’t have his guard up against her anymore. She touched him first before picking him up.
“Our Taotao is so great, knowing how to call auntie already. Are you hungry? Auntie has some food for you, alright?” Qin Xue asked Jingtao.
Jingtao’s eyes lit up at the mention of food, looking at Qin Xue with some excitement.
“Chu Molin, there’s food in my bag. Can you get some for Taotao?” Qin Xue always kept some food handy in case she got hungry and couldn’t find anything to eat.
Chu Molin listened and took a red date cake and a potato cake from Qin Xue’s backpack and handed them to Jingtao.
Jingtao looked at the food, then looked back at Chu Molin, and reached out for him to hold him.
Chu Molin saw Jingtao’s movement and took him with one hand while holding the bag with the other.
“Uncle, eat.” Jingtao stuffed the food into Chu Molin’s mouth.
“Taotao, you eat. Uncle doesn’t want any.” Chu Molin’s expression softened a lot as he spoke softly to Jingtao.
Jingtao looked at Chu Molin and then at the food before starting to eat it.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this, as it seemed that Jingtao’s problem had been alleviated for now.
Chu Molin held Jingtao and went over to Jing Xin, sitting in the chair in front of the hospital bed without speaking. Jingtao sat on his lap, concentrating on eating his food.
Qin Xue looked at Jingtao and then at Chu Molin, unable to understand why Jingtao liked Chu Molin despite his cold demeanor. She had spent quite some time coaxing him just to hold him, but Jingtao only needed to glance at Chu Molin before wanting him to hold him. What was it about Chu Molin that made Jingtao trust him?
Qin Xue stared at Chu Molin thoughtfully, unable to figure it out no matter how hard she tried.
Chu Molin felt Qin Xue’s gaze and looked up at her, his eyes asking what was wrong.
Qin Xue shook her head to indicate that it was nothing. She turned to Fang Xiu and asked what had happened.
Fang Xiu slowly recounted the events to Qin Xue, who also became furious upon hearing it.
“What? There are actually people like that?” Qin Xue was outraged. What kind of person would treat such a cute child ?
When Jingtao heard Qin Xue’s loud exclamation, he shrank back into Chu Molin’s arms in fear.
“Xue’er, you scared Taotao.” Chu Molin hugged Jingtao tighter and whispered to Qin Xue.
“Ah, sorry Jingtao, auntie wasn’t talking about you.” Qin Xue hastily smiled and reassured Jingtao, not wanting to scare him again after finally calming him down.
Jingtao looked at Qin Xue and then at Chu Molin, and continued eating his snack.
“Commander, this child?” Jing Xin looked at the boy who resembled him greatly, almost as if they were cut from the same mold. They looked so much like father and son.
“Something must have happened, and he was frightened.” Chu Molin pursed his lips and said to Jing Xin.
“What is he usually like?” Jing Xin wanted to reach out and touch Jingtao, but he was afraid of scaring him.
“He’s smart and cute, and quite sensible. I’ve never seen him cry before.” Chu Molin said, as every time he saw Jingtao, he was well-behaved.
“You’re called Taotao, right? Can I touch you?” Jing Xin asked Jingtao carefully, hoping his son wouldn’t resist or be afraid of him.
Jingtao heard someone calling him, looked at Jing Xin, and then at Chu Molin.
Chu Molin looked at Jingtao, “Do you want to play with him?”
Jingtao lowered his head, glanced at the red date cake in his hand, then at Chu Molin, and handed it over to Jing Xin.