Mr.CEO Looks Exactly the Same as My Son!-Chapter 994: What Right Do I Have to Complain?

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Chapter 994: Chapter 994: What Right Do I Have to Complain?

Beichen Jue smiled bitterly, "The first time I saw Jingxi, I felt he was very much like Arui. You know, Arui can be quite cold and doesn’t like interacting with people, especially the opposite sex. So, I didn’t thoroughly investigate where the child came from and just decided to take him. I’m here to say sorry, on behalf of your grandpa."

"Grandpa, you don’t need to apologize. We’re a family now, so there’s no need for such formalities. If you hadn’t taken Jingxi, he might never have known who his biological father was, and none of what happened later would have occurred, right?"

After coming out of Beichen Jue’s room, Beichen Rui was in the living room looking at his phone, operating it clumsily with his left hand.

Seeing her come in, he immediately tossed the phone aside.

"How’s Grandpa?"

"He doesn’t seem very well. Grandpa talked to me about some stories between him and Grandma. You can tell he really loved her."

"Hmm." Beichen Rui nodded.

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Qin Yin returned home from work in the evening and, looking at the empty house, inexplicably got upset. She threw her keys with some force onto the cabinet, closed the door with her backhand, changed shoes, and walked into the house.

She cooked a bit to fulfill her hunger and curled up on the sofa to watch TV.

Just as she was about to grab a cushion, she turned her head. Her gaze fell on a pair of cushions on the sofa, and she started to zone out.

This pair of cushions was bought during a previous shopping trip with Mo Han. She was bored staying at home alone and went along that time.

The sales assistant even mistakenly thought they were a couple, which made things awkward for a few days.

She casually grabbed one and hugged it, squeezing it, and muttered softly, "Weren’t you supposed to be gone for just a week? How did it suddenly become two weeks?"

Realizing what she was thinking, Qin Yin was startled by her own thoughts.

What was she doing? Complaining about Mo Han’s business trip being too long?

He’s an assistant to the CEO; isn’t it normal for him to go on business trips? What right does she have to complain?

He’s only been gone for a day or two, could it really be, like Xinluo said, that she misses him?

She tossed the cushion aside, turned off the TV, grabbed her phone, turned off the living room lights with a "snap," and ran back to her room.

Hiding under the blanket, she pinched her face hard, trying to force those chaotic thoughts out of her head...

She rolled around with the blanket for a while, then sprawled out on the bed playing dead.

She didn’t know how long it passed before she grabbed her phone to check the time; it was already past eight, and she wondered if he had finished his work or had a meal yet.

She tightened her grip on the phone, bit her lip, wavered for a while before unlocking the screen and opening the contacts...

Staring at the name "Mo Han," she hesitated, struggled for over ten seconds, then closed her eyes and dialed his number with determination.

The phone rang twice before it was answered, and rustling sounds came from the other side, suggesting he was probably looking at documents.

"Hello."

Hearing his familiar voice, Qin Yin didn’t know how to start.

A few seconds later, Mo Han’s voice came again, "Qin Yin? What are you doing, why aren’t you speaking?"

"Nothing, I was just thinking about something and got distracted," Qin Yin quickly replied.

"Oh, you sound a bit down. What are you doing?"