105: Chapter 105: The Hot Potato 105: Chapter 105: The Hot Potato Her peach blossom eyes were shrouded in a thin layer of mist, like a scythe that hooks people’s souls.
“Mrs.
Jiang, are you feeling sorry for me?” The man’s deep and husky voice carried an embarrassingly ambiguous tone: “How about we finish the last step then?”
Upon hearing this, Su He’s spirits perked up immediately.
She deftly got off the man and sat back in her place.
She chuckled, “You wish.
I don’t have that particular taste.”
While she wasn’t prudish about the matters of men and women, she certainly didn’t have the nerve to mess around with him in the car.
Not to mention anything else, Jiang Feng was still driving the car in front.
The partition may be down, but the noises couldn’t be blocked out.
Her gaze coyly swept over his excited region, the cunning smile in her eyes making the mole by her eyes appear even more enchanting, unbeknownst to her.
“President Jiang, you better take care of yourself for now, we’re about to pick up your son from school.”
“…”
The man helplessly lifted his hand to pinch the bridge of his nose as he watched the mischievous smile emerging in her eyes.
He pressed the button for the car window, rolling it down to let in some air, trying to calm himself down.
Su He watched from the side, the corners of her mouth rising slightly.
It was rare to see Fifth Young Master Jiang in such “disarray,” as this man typically had the presence of someone who commands the world, elegant and composed, noble and steady.
Ten minutes later, the car stopped nearby the kindergarten, and the couple stepped out side by side, walking toward the entrance of the kindergarten.
When they arrived, it was precisely half-past four, right at dismissal time.
Many parents waiting for their children to get out of school were already standing at the gate of the kindergarten.
However, there was a bit of a generational gap; most of the waiting parents were grandparents, with a scarcity of young parents to pick up their children.
So, when Su He and Jiang Yan appeared together, they instantly became a dazzling scene at the gate of the kindergarten.
Young, beautiful, tall, handsome.
These were the first impressions that group of grandparents had of the couple.
Suddenly being observed by a bunch of elders, Su He felt slightly uncomfortable.
Fortunately, the children from the nursery class came out at that moment.
As soon as Su Yimo stepped out with his backpack, he saw Su He and Jiang Yan amidst the crowd.
He then gleefully ran towards Su He, “Mommy~”
Su He picked him up, her face beaming with joy as she looked at his adorable little face, pinching his cheeks, “You’re this happy to see me come to pick you up?”
Su Baobao nodded vigorously, “Yeah, Baobao is very happy right now.”
Su He smiled widely, planting a kiss on his chubby cheek.
“Having fun at kindergarten?” Su He asked.
Su Baobao nodded, his voice milky as he replied: “Fun.”
In truth, nobody knew what he really wanted to say was the word “boring.”
The content they learned in kindergarten was so childish; he didn’t need to learn any of it.
But he couldn’t say that, otherwise, Mommy would definitely regard him as a monster.
At this moment, the nursery class teacher, Ms.
Han, approached them.
Su He knew her, as she had understood all the teachers of this kindergarten when she was scouting schools for Su Yimo.
Han Rui knew her too.
“Xixi’s mommy, this is the handkerchief that Xixi left in the classroom.” She handed over the small handkerchief.
Su He was just about to reach out to take it when Jiang Yan beat her to it, “Give it to me, thank you, teacher.”
When Han Rui saw Jiang Yan, she was slightly startled, mainly because not only was this man handsome, but he also possessed a strong aura.
She had seen Jiang Yan a few times before and was always intimidated by the aura he exuded.
“Oh, okay, you’re welcome, Xixi’s daddy.”
Jiang Yan really liked this title, and his normally cold face became somewhat softer because of it.
Han Rui couldn’t help but marvel at the couple, thinking how attractive they both were with such high appearances, no wonder they had such an adorable child.
Besides, Xixi inherited his father’s looks entirely, but upon closer examination, each of his facial features actually resembled Su He more, so it can be said that this couple had a kind of spouses’ resemblance.
At last, she reached out and gently touched Su Baobao’s little head, softly saying: “Then, Xixi, we’ll see you tomorrow, okay?”
She actually liked Su Yimo very much; not only was he adorable, but he was also polite and well-behaved, never fussy or prone to throwing tantrums.
In any situation he could handle by himself, he absolutely wouldn’t trouble others.
Sometimes, she and the other teachers wondered if he could really be just a little over three years old.
“Okay, Ms.
Han~” Su Yimo obediently replied.
As soon as Han Rui left, Su Yimo’s sharp eyes caught a familiar figure, and he hurriedly asked Su He to put him down.
Although Su He was puzzled, she still set him down, “What’s wrong?”
Following that, Su Yimo shouted towards a certain direction and waved his hand: “Ji Mingxuan.”
He ran over, and Su He and Jiang Yan had no choice but to follow.
Then they saw him holding hands with another little friend who was about the same height as him.
Su Yimo brought the boy to Su He excitedly and introduced: “Ji Mingxuan, look, this is my mommy, isn’t she prettier than your mommy?”
Su He found the comment somewhat speechless.
Ji Mingxuan lifted his head up to look at Su He, blinking his round, shiny eyes, then turned his head towards Su Yimo, “Su Yimo, you really aren’t lying, your mommy is indeed prettier than mine, you win this time.”
Su Yimo didn’t gloat, instead, he looked at him and asked: “Where’s your mommy?”
Ji Mingxuan replied: “Oh, my mom said she would come later to pick me up.”
Su Yimo sensed his unhappiness, actually, he felt that something was off when he saw him this morning.
They had only been apart for two days, so why this unexpected gloom?
“Are you feeling unhappy?
You’ve looked listless all day~” Su Baobao asked in his childlike voice, sounding somewhat like a little adult.
Listening to the conversation between the two little ones, Su He initially thought they didn’t get along, but it turned out they could get along so well.
It seemed that Su Yimo had made a friend.
It was rare to see him caring so much for a child he had just met, even knowing how to show concern for others.
This wasn’t something that happened every day.
But at that moment, Ji Mingxuan slightly lowered his head, whispering: “I saw my dad and mom arguing, and my dad hit my mom.”
His words slightly stunned the family of three.
Su He squatted down in front of the two little ones, gently rubbing Ji Mingxuan’s head, and asked tenderly, “Your name is Mingxuan, right?
Auntie often hears Xixi mentioning you at home, are you good friends with him?”
The sentence he had just said allowed Su He to feel his anxious emotions from his small body.
She understood all too well how parents’ relationship can affect a child’s entire life.
Just like herself.
Upon hearing Su He’s words, Ji Mingxuan lifted his head, blinked his eyes, and nodded, “Yes, Auntie.”
Su He looked at his somewhat thin face and smiled softly, “Okay, then, could you do Auntie a favor at kindergarten?”
Ji Mingxuan blinked blankly.
“It’s to supervise Su Yimo for Auntie, make sure he eats well since he’s rather picky, especially when it comes to carrots.
If you see him not eating them, then for Auntie, make sure he does.”
Ji Mingxuan blinked again, as if it really made sense to him and he agreed without a second thought, “Okay, Auntie.”
“You’re such a good boy; from now on, just call me Aunt Su.”
“Okay, Aunt Su.”
Meanwhile, the very Su Baobao who didn’t like carrots at all was thinking: “…”
Mommy, when you trick someone, do you really have to involve me eating carrots?
I am your own son, you know?
He looked up at Jiang Yan, who stood still as a statue, and after the father and son exchanged glances, Su Baobao winked at him, signaling “Old Antique, take care of your wife.”
The man returned with a helpless smile, meaning: “Son, in our house, your mom is the boss.”
Ji Mingxuan instantly became more spirited thanks to Su He’s stories diverting his attention.
And it seems he really likes Su He because she told him so many interesting stories and was very gentle, understanding everything.
This was practically a repeat for Su Yimo since he had heard all the stories Su He shared.
Since Ji Mingxuan’s parents hadn’t arrived yet, the family of three stayed and waited with him for a while.
Close to five o’clock, Luo Yi appeared.
Dressed in gorgeous attire, she stood not far away and called out, “Mingxuan.”
Hearing the familiar voice, Ji Mingxuan looked up and immediately ran over, “Mommy~”
After glancing at her son, Luo Yi turned her attention to the family of three walking towards her.
When she saw Jiang Yan, she was slightly surprised and a hint of indistinct emotion flashed in her eyes.
Su He, seeing her, was the first to speak: “Hello, Mingxuan’s mommy, I am Xixi’s mommy, and this is Mingxuan’s backpack.”
She handed the backpack to Luo Yi.
Luo Yi gazed at Su He, lost in thought for a moment, but quickly regained her composure and took the backpack, “Oh, hello, thank you for waiting with Mingxuan.
I appreciate it.”
Su He: “It’s nothing.
Your son is very well-behaved.
Since you’re here, we will be heading back now.”
After bidding each other goodbye, the couple took Su Yimo and left.
Luo Yi stared blankly at their retreating figures.
“Mummy, what’s wrong?” Ji Mingxuan, pulling her hand, shook it and asked.
Luo Yi came back to her senses and looked down at him, “It’s nothing, let’s go home.”
…
Su Baobao sat in the middle, suddenly turning his head to look at Su He.
“Right, Mummy, there’s something I forgot to tell you.”
Su He: “Yeah, what is it?”
Su Baobao said obediently, “Today when I was in the restroom, I saw that Ji Mingxuan had a bruise on his leg.
Ms.
Han asked him how it happened, and he said he accidentally bumped into something at home.”
“But Baobao doesn’t think it looks like something he could have done to himself.”
After hearing this, Su He was momentarily taken aback.
Su He didn’t say much, just rubbed his little head, “Since Mingxuan himself said he bumped into something, then that’s what happened.
You don’t need to ask more, alright?
When he’s ready to tell you the truth, he will naturally do so.
Just because he’s not telling you now doesn’t mean he doesn’t trust you, he just has his own reasons.
Let’s give him his own space.”
“Okay, Baobao understands,” the little guy said.
“So basically, don’t pry too much.”
Su He smiled and replied, “Right.”
She was neither a saint nor a busybody; she had no right nor interest in meddling with other people’s family affairs.
At night.
It was bedtime.
Su Yimo, with his little blanket, found Jiang Yan.
“Old Antique, you’ll sleep with me tonight.”
Now, Su Yimo changed his strategy in order not to let Jiang Yan and Su He sleep together; he sacrificed his own sleep to demand Jiang Yan accompany him to the children’s room every night.
Meanwhile, Su Yimo had officially moved into Moon Gift Villa and got his own children’s room.
Jiang Yan didn’t refuse and went with him to the children’s room.
Su He silently watched from the side, never getting involved.
When Su Yimo lay in bed, his big round eyes fixated on the man in front of him, and with an almost threatening toddler’s tone, he said, “You better not sneak back to the master bedroom when Baobao falls asleep.
If I find out, hmph, Baobao will be angry, and then you can forget about hearing that word again, oh~”
After blurting it all out in one breath, the little guy then cuddled with his blanket to sleep.
The man watched the little one in front of him, his face reflecting a touch of helplessness and a father’s indulgence, as he let out a soft sigh.
“Okay, I know.”
Who would have thought, President Jiang, the CEO of a massive enterprise, and Fifth Young Master Jiang, a big shot in the business world, would also have a day when he’s utterly helpless and compelled to compromise.
Only Su He and her son would receive such treatment.
The next day.
Su He took her team for rounds, and the last room they visited was Si Qianqian’s.
Looking at Su He, her eyes gleamed with a hint of light, “Would you really not consider marrying my brother and becoming my sister-in-law?”
After finishing the check-up, Su He put away her stethoscope, “Si Qianqian, I am already married, and I also have a son.”
Upon hearing about her having a son, Si Qianqian suddenly sat up straight, surprise flashing in her eyes, “What?
Did you say you have a son?”
Su He raised her eyebrows at her, “Yeah, if you don’t believe it, feel free to ask any nurse or doctor here, they’ve all seen him.”
Si Qianqian was left speechless: “…”
Su He: “Or I can bring him to see you some other day.”
With that, she left the ward.
Once outside, she said to Lu Zhenyu and the others, “You all chat with Si Qianqian more often, just drop by when you have time.”
Si Jinchuan had asked her for this favor; Si Qianqian had not socialized for a long time, and her life revolved around her brother, housekeepers, and bodyguards.
All her studies were with private tutors.
She originally planned to go to university, but due to her health, she had to apply for a leave of absence.
It was a bit difficult to get her to interact with people outside.
So they had to start with those closest to her—right now, that meant the nurses and doctors of their department.
“Okay, noted.”
“Also, keep an eye on the Xinyuan situation, and let me know immediately if there’s a successful match.”
Nearly two weeks had passed without any news, which wasn’t good.
Si Qianqian seemed in good spirits for now, but issues could arise at any time.
Yang Cong remembered something, “Oh right, Director Su, a cardiologist is transferring to our department this afternoon, and Director Zhong has placed that person under your wing.”
Su He nodded, not asking any questions.
But when she saw An Xueyin standing before her that afternoon, she was quite surprised.
She glanced at Yang Cong as if asking: “Is she the cardiologist you mentioned transferring here?”
Yang Cong also understood her look and nodded.
Su He hadn’t expected this—was this a case of enemies often crossing paths?
Nor had An Xueyin expected that Su He would be the one leading her.
Although she had taken the initiative to transfer to the cardiothoracic surgery department, she hadn’t anticipated this arrangement by the hospital.
Su He could tell An Xueyin was reluctant, and said straightforwardly, “Doctor An, if you don’t want to be in my team, that’s fine too.
I won’t say anything, and you can go to Director Zhong to apply for a change of group if you want—really.”
Just as well, she didn’t want to work with her.
Thinking about the origins of An Xueyin’s graduation thesis, Su He had an idea of what might unfold and didn’t want to damage her own reputation, let alone have to clean up after her.
She wasn’t so generous as to take on this hot potato.
Furthermore, given An Xueyin’s attitude, it would be a stretch to think she could work well under her.
Everyone present was taken aback by Su He’s blunt words.
“If you’re too embarrassed to say so, no worries, I’ll say it for you,” Su He offered, both kindly and eagerly.
The people there had been with Su He for several months and could roughly guess her intentions.
It seemed not that Doctor An didn’t want to stay, but rather that Director Su was unwilling to be her mentor.
Su He didn’t bother with more talk and took out her phone, directly dialing the department head.