Chapter 4 He Zhimo, she is not your mother.

Chapter 4 He Zhimo, she is not your mother.

The next morning, although the sky was still gray, the rain had stopped.

Shang Youqing pondered the incident of the He family patriarch sleepwalking into her room last night and thought that it should be just an accident. He would probably have forgotten all about the sleepwalking incident when he woke up in the morning.

In order to avoid complications with the extension of the zoo's ban, she chose not to report this insignificant matter.

Shang Youqing and the people arranged by Yanyuan early in the morning planned the route up the mountain and divided into two groups to enter the back mountain.

About half an hour later, Shang Youqing followed the scent of the white lion mark on the trees along the way and found her way deep into the wilderness of the forest.

Pushing aside a piece of bushes in front of her, she saw a little white lion hiding in a hidden cave. Seeing her coming, the little white lion couldn't wait to come out and hugged her legs for praise.

[Phoenix Phoenix, have I completed the task you assigned to me?

Shang Youqing half squatted down, wiped its wet mane, and said, "Well, Xiaobai is great!"

Little Ruibai roared excitedly. When Butler Chen heard that

Shang Youqing had brought Ruibai back to the lawn in Yanyuan, he happened to be on his way to the lakeside area. He also took the contract that Shang Youqing had given him when he came to Yanyuan yesterday.

Affected by the rainy season, Young Master He is prone to illness when it rains, especially after a heavy rain yesterday. Mr. He is probably worried about his young son's health, and it is rare for him to be at home with the child today.

As soon as Butler Chen got to the third floor from the elevator, he heard Young Master He's aggrieved mumbling from the door that was not completely closed.

"Then I dreamed that my mother came to see me last night."

What was more unexpected was that the young master was not as sick as he was on previous rainy days. Instead, he looked better than yesterday.

At this moment, the little cub was hugging his calves and knees, pouting in dissatisfaction, and retorted his father's words, "It was because my mother came to see me that I didn't get sick this time."

Butler Chen coughed and knocked on the door gently, "Sir."

He Cong put down the medicine bowl: "Come in."

"Sir, Miss Shang has taken Ruibai back to the breeding area of Yanyuan. The veterinarian has just done a physical examination on Ruibai and confirmed that Ruibai is fine."

Butler Chen said, handing over the contract in his hand, "In addition, there is this, the extension contract drafted by Mingling Zoo has been shown to Yang Lu, and there is no problem with the contract."

When He Cong took the contract, He Zhimo had been listening with his ears perked up. His little head was getting closer and closer, almost touching the contract that He Cong had just opened in his hand. He was reminded by He Cong: "Behave yourself "That's all."

He Zhimo finally straightened his face again. "I just wanted to help Daddy share his worries."

He raised his little hand and gently patted He Cong's shoulder, sighing earnestly, "Okay, Daddy, I know everything. Mommy came to visit me this time, but I didn't, so you're upset, right? I'll take you to see Ruibai. Every time I go to see Ruibai, I'll probably dream about Mommy at night!"

He Zhimo coaxed him as he got out of bed. He held his head high and adjusted the stand-up collar buttons on his furry penguin jacket, looking ready to go.

He Cong: "..."

It seemed that if he didn't take the little guy to see his little white lion, it would confirm the fact that he was upset with his son.

He signed the document, stood up and handed it back to Butler Chen. "Let's go."

Butler Chen said "Ah" without changing his expression, and hurried to the front to lead the way.

Shang Youqing originally planned to wait for Butler Chen to bring the contract, then say goodbye to Ruibai and leave. She never expected to see Butler Chen bringing Young Master He over, and Mr. He also got off the bus and stood not far away watching.

"Miss Shang, Ruibai has just been found, and I'm worried that his condition may not be stable. For the safety of the young master, before you leave, could you please take the young master to play with Ruibai for a while?"

Butler Chen led the young master He all the way over, handed the contract for the extension of the restriction order to Shang Youqing, and made a polite proposal to Shang Youqing.

However, as soon as the words fell, He Zhimo suddenly let go of his hand, stepped forward on his own, and hugged Shang Youqing's arm.

He looked at her blankly with his neck tilted up, and his already big eyes widened even more.

Shang Youqing was stunned for a second, obviously not expecting this young master He to be so warm and familiar right from the start.

However, she looked down at the little guy with a white face and did not struggle to break free from the two little hands holding him.

The corners of his eyes curved downward as he took the initiative to greet him.

"Hello, young master. My name is Shang Youqing."

Young Master He immediately straightened up, his words slurring with nervousness. "Shang Youqing, hello."

Butler Chen quietly retreated to the side of the head of the family, who was on the phone with someone at the He family mansion.

"Next week, yes, I'll bring Momo back to visit you then."

He Cong hung up the phone and looked over.

The two stood in the center of the vast lawn. Shang Youqing, wearing no protective gear, raised his hand to gesture instruction. He Zhimo tilted his head, watching Shang Youqing's movements intently, then raised his little hand to give the instruction. The white lion immediately and obediently stood by the little fellow's side.

Young Master He looked extremely happy.

Butler Chen waited nearby, observing the scene from a distance with a kind and benevolent look. "Sir, it's a coincidence that since Miss Shang came to Yanyuan, the young master's illness has healed. He didn't get sick even in the heavy rain this time."

He Cong said nothing.

It was that icy face again, as if his wife had died.

After a while, Butler Chen straightened up, his expression deep and thoughtful, and finally let out the sigh that he had been holding back for a long time: "I haven't seen the young master laugh so happily in a long time."

"..."

He Cong finally glanced at him.

Receiving that cold look that seemed to be able to kill people, Butler Chen immediately shut his mouth honestly.

He Cong's gaze returned to the lawn again, and after a long time, he said something expressionlessly.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Shang Youqing guided Ruibai to play with the young master He for half a day, and estimated that it was time to leave.

She signaled the breeder to come and take Ruibai back to the pen, and took the young master He back to He Cong. Just as she was about to say goodbye, Butler Chen suddenly stepped forward.

Butler Chen said in a gentle voice according to Mr. He's instructions just now.

"Miss Shang, you should be able to tell that the young master likes you very much. Excuse me

, Miss Shang, are you interested in staying in Yanyuan and continuing to be Ruibai's breeder? You can raise the salary as you wish." Upon hearing this, Shang Youqing glanced behind Butler Chen in surprise.

The man stood motionless outside the guardrail of the rest area. His handsome facial lines were so cold and sharp, and extremely oppressive that it was hard to imagine that this was the same man who sleepwalked into her room and called her wife last night.

However, one thing that can be seen is that He Cong has indeed lost track of his sleepwalking.

Shang Youqing looked down at the young master He, who was looking at her with his big watery eyes. After a slight hesitation, she had to look away and turned to Butler Chen again.

"Thank you for your kindness, young master, but I have a lot of things to deal with back at the zoo. Besides, I have my own baby to take care of, so I really don't have time to stay here." After a pause, Shang Youqing raised his hand to check the time on his watch. "I'm so sorry, it's a bit late, I have to go."

He Zhimo's face, which had been raised expectantly, suddenly fell after hearing Shang Youqing's words, "I have my own baby to take care of." His eyes reddened, and he suddenly turned around and ran away without a word.

"Young master..."

Butler Chen winked at the servants waiting behind to give chase.

He Cong, his expression as calm as ever, spoke in a low and cold voice, "Ask the driver to take you there."

Seeing this, Butler Chen no longer tried to persuade him to stay, but gestured, "Miss Shang... this way, please."

Before leaving in Yanyuan's car, Shang Youqing somehow glanced towards the lakeside area where the young master He lived, feeling a sense of confusion.

Logically speaking, she had clearly changed into a very ordinary mask this time, and had deliberately concealed most of her natural affinity for all living things. How did the young master get so attached to her at first sight?

Could it be such a coincidence that the mask she changed into happened to bear a resemblance to the young master's deceased mother?

Meanwhile, in the main residence in the Lake Heart District,

He Cong got on the elevator and stared at the jumping floor numbers.

He was not surprised that He Zhimo felt a sense of affection for the keeper from Mingling Zoo.

He Zhimo's only knowledge of his mother was the two photocopies he had given her, one of which was only a photo of her from behind.

Although Shang Youqing's appearance was not even one-tenth as good as hers, their figure and temperament were somewhat similar, which was the main reason why He Zhimo could not help but approach her.

After exiting the elevator, He Cong dismissed the servants guarding the door and stood at the doorway to look inside.

Unexpectedly, the little guy was not sad or angry. Instead, he was busy pulling out the small treasure chest he had hidden under the bed and carefully counting and organizing it. When

He Cong walked in, he saw the little guy adding bricks and tiles to his schoolbag while humming calmly.

"It doesn't matter. Teacher Wen taught us that if Shang doesn't come, I will go to Shang."

He Cong said in a dull tone, "...where are you going?"

He Zhimo raised his little face, his eyelashes fluttering, "Mingling Zoo. Shang Youqing told me, she must want me to go find her."

"Is it possible that she just told you that she works there."

He Zhimo was really a little angry: "Dad, don't be a spoilsport adult!"

He Cong was silent.

After a moment, he chose to continue to spoil the fun, "He Zhimo, she is not your mother."

When He Zhimo heard this, his mouth trembled, and he suddenly turned his back.

He tilted his head back, closed his eyes, folded his fair hands together and turned the small Buddhist beads, and recited a few scriptures in a childish voice to comfort his young and wounded heart, "Dad, please leave. Your son's heart is getting uncomfortable again."

"..."

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