Sweet Wife Arrives: Mr. CEO, Please Pamper Me-Chapter 683: V553: Love is supporting each other in difficult times, love is staying together through life and death. [54]

Chapter 683: V553: Love is supporting each other in difficult times, love is staying together through life and death. [54]

Pausing for a moment, Shen Funni quickly rushed to the bathroom and closed the door.

Leaning against the door frame, she tried to suppress the shock that she couldn’t quell from the bottom of her heart in the enclosed space.

The little guy had been left unclaimed for over a week, with such good manners, outstanding and faintly surrounded by a familiar appearance.

When buying clothes at the children’s store, the clerk looked at his state and smiled, saying, "The baby is four years old, right? He’s really handsome!"

And today, seeing Lu Xin, he completely changed his usual obedient demeanor, frequently causing trouble, all made her faintly speculate about something...

But how could it be possible!

He had been lost for over a week, would He Qimo allow it?

Her heartbeat trembled, her hands also slightly shook.

She quickly thought of taking out her phone to call He Qimo and ask what exactly was going on.

However, when she quickly entered that memorized phone number, she realized that after more than two years, she still remembered everything about him vividly!

Thinking back to her own miserable departure at that time, He Qimo would rather marry Qiu Zhixuan, who couldn’t wait for Feng Chengjin, than marry herself, who had always been waiting for him.

She felt that picking up this phone was as heavy as a thousand pounds...

Would she be laughed at? If Little Hetao was still safe and sound in the He Family, would her actions be seen by him as another attempt to have a relationship with him, a joke of self-delusion?

Shen Funni finally entered the phone number, but never had the courage to press the dial button.

Until the screen turned off, until the screen went black.

She paused, raised her hand to wipe away the tears that unknowingly filled her face when she thought of He Qimo, opened the bathroom door, returned to the bedside, gently wiped the little guy’s face with a wet towel, cradled him in her arms, hummed a nursery rhyme until he quietly fell asleep.

Later, when he hugged her, he slept peacefully.

Looking at that pink little face, changing the angle, she stared at his double eyelids, then at his adorable pout, persuading herself.

He Qimo, being so cold, a person with only Qiu Zhixuan in his heart, wouldn’t bring up such a lively and lovely little guy.

This little guy was very warm, during these few days of interaction, he was even very caring, when he smiled happily, it felt like the whole world would melt, such a child couldn’t come from a person who isn’t inherently gentle and quiet.

Moreover, Little Hetao has a single eyelid, having grown until one year and two months old, always with a single eyelid, it can’t be such an appearance.

So, have I overthought it?

She comforted herself, holding He Yunshen into sleep.

However, what she didn’t realize was that the phone number she had previously entered, during her unintentional distraction, had already been dialed out, and when she came to her senses, the call had ended due to poor signal... hence the black screen.

So...

At this moment.

In a private club’s winery in Beijing, in a quiet booth.

Opposite, several people were quite interested in observing He Qimo’s expression; He Qimo was there for business talks, working desperately, not involving any women, it was something his friends from the Beijing Gang could never imagine about such a man.

Celibate type?

Everyone was quite interested, guessing what kind of woman could conquer a man like He Qimo.

During this process, He Qimo received a call.

What shocked them even more was that since He Qimo received the call, he entered into an indefinite silence and distraction.

What was the content of the call? From their side, He Qimo seemed not to have uttered a single word from beginning to end, and the winery was so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard, there was no sound from the other end of the call either.

Did he see a ghost? Everyone was puzzled.

But He Qimo, in his silence, deeply stared at the phone number without speaking, not for any other reason, but because this unfamiliar number’s location was shown as—Rong City.