"What to do, what to do..." Lan Lexuan paced back and forth, muttering to himself.
"I've got it," Lan Lexuan, remembering something, immediately ducked under the bed. Just then, the door opened.
The old lady's anger flared at the monotonous, colorless room. "How can this be called a home? You spend all day at the company, and you haven't even gone to look at any women as promised. No, this time, I must have a great-grandchild born, no matter what!"
She sat down on the bed with a huff.
Lan Lexuan, who was lying under the bed, was initially very nervous. Hearing no movement from above, he gradually relaxed. He then began to turn his neck to look around. It was during this moment that he saw a great surprise.
A few strands of hair were stuck in the crack of the bed. "Oh yeah, today's mission is finally going to be completed. When we get back, brother will take him to rank up, hahaha."
The excited little one clearly forgot he was under the bed. He scrambled up and bumped his head on the bed, a sound that was very abrupt in the silent room.
Little Lan Lexuan's eyes welled up with tears as he clutched his head and cried out in pain.
The old lady heard the movement under the bed. Curious, she bent down and peeked, and their eyes met.
"Hehe!" Lan Lexuan, realizing the situation, grinned sheepishly.
"Why is there a child here? Did you hit your head just now? Come out quickly, let me see." The old lady, who had also just realized what was happening, quickly reached out to help the child out.
Of course, little Lan Lexuan hadn't forgotten his mission and reward. He casually tucked the hair into his pocket.
"How is it? Does it hurt?" The old lady first fussed over his head and saw that a patch of scalp had turned red.
When she looked down at the child, she gasped, "This child, he looks just like Mo Han when he was little."
Thinking of a possibility, the old lady's hands trembled with excitement. She quickly opened her phone and made a call. "Jing Xuan, the child bumped his head. Come and see if he hit anywhere."
"A child? What child? When has the old lady ever cared about someone else's child? And it was just a bump on the head. Could it be serious?"
Thinking this, Mu Jingxuan dared not delay. "Grandma Xuan, I'll be there immediately."
"Child, what's your name? Who is your mother? Have you always lived with your father? This Mo Han is really something. If he wanted to give us a surprise, he should have done it earlier. Look how old the child is..."
Listening to the elderly woman's incessant rambling, Lan Lexuan, unable to interject, could only remain silent.
He had never met anyone who could talk more than her. He let the elderly woman lead him out of the lounge. After all, his mission was complete.
As they walked out, a bodyguard entered carrying several plates and two gift-wrapped boxes. "Old madam, these are prepared by young master." After placing the items down, the bodyguard left.
"It's thoughtful of him. Well done. Here, child, are you hungry? Eat more. These toys are also bought for you. It's a pity grandma didn't know about you. If I had known, I would have prepared a meeting gift for you today. I'll make it up to you another day. And why are there gifts for a girl? This is unacceptable."
Lan Lexuan hadn't expected this man to buy them gifts, and they looked quite expensive.
Especially this Lego, which he had wanted for a long time. What should he do if he really wanted it? "Grandma, those are probably for my sister."
"Sister? You have a sister? How old is your sister?" The old lady felt a little dizzy today.
"My sister is the same age as me." This old grandma is so kind.
"The same age? Then you're twins. Good, good, good!"
The old lady was so happy she couldn't speak properly, slapping her thighs. Her lips hadn't closed since she saw the child.
Xuan Mo Han, who was on his way to the office, paused. "Xuan, why are you here? Do you need something?"
"I'm not here for you. Grandma Xuan called me over, saying a child bumped his head and asked me to come and take a look."
"A child?" Thinking of something, Xuan Mo Han quickened his pace.
After pushing the door open, he saw his grandmother feeding the child. Lan Hanyu's mouth was stuffed full.
"Grandma, if you keep feeding me, I'll turn into a hamster." Despite saying this, Lan Lexuan didn't stop eating.
He was a complete foodie, and these things were too delicious to refuse.
They were having a pleasant time inside. Hearing the door open, they both looked towards the entrance. "It's over, I can't eat anymore." He looked reluctantly at the food in front of him.
"I heard the child was injured. Where did he get hurt?" Xuan Mo Han asked as he opened the door.
"You're still talking about it. You gave Grandma such a big surprise. Luckily, Grandma doesn't have a heart condition, or she would have been scared to death by you." Grandma Xuan looked at her grandson with a slight reprimand.
Without the mind to consider his grandmother's words, "Xuan, you check on the child first."
"Alright."
Mu Jingxuan, holding his inseparable medical kit, walked up to the child. He had thought it was some other child, but it turned out to be this little one. But was he a bit different today?
"There's no major problem, I'll just apply some ointment."
Xuan Mo Han breathed a sigh of relief. He knew Xuan's medicines were expensive and very effective. If he said there was no problem, then there definitely wasn't.
"Be more careful next time." Xuan Mo Han stepped forward and gently rubbed Lan Lexuan's head. The little one felt the warm, large hand on his head, experiencing an inexplicable feeling. He didn't dislike it; on the contrary, he rather liked it.