Bai Le watched with amusement, then glanced around and, noticing Mu Mu wasn't in the crowd, asked the dean, "Where did Mu Mu go?"
"Mu Mu draws in the classroom; he doesn't like to come out and play."
Upon hearing this, Bai Le picked up the baby and went to find the classroom. The baby burped, seemingly waking up, and began to move around restlessly.
He quickly supported him with both hands, and when they arrived at the classroom, he found Mu Mu drawing with his head down. He knocked on the door, and Mu Mu looked up and recognized him at a glance.
"Is he/she the older brother?"
As he spoke, he ran quickly toward Bai Le and pounced on his legs.
Bai Le reached out and patted his head, coaxing, "Has Mu Mu been behaving well lately?"
Mu Mu nodded emphatically. "Yes! I've been a good girl!"
After he finished speaking, he stood on tiptoe, seemingly curious about the baby in Bai Le's arms, and asked, "Who is this?"
Bai Le said, "This is my younger brother."
Mu Mu cautiously asked, "Can I call him my younger brother?"
Seeing him like this, Bai Le felt a pang of sadness. "Of course you can."
Mu Mu in my arms kept giggling, and the toy rattle in her hand made a crisp sound.
"You are my younger brother, and I am your older brother." Mu Mu looked at the baby in Bai Le and said earnestly.
The baby didn't understand any of this, and just played with the rattle in his hand, while his other chubby little hand tightly gripped Bai Le's clothes.
"Big brother, little brother is so handsome, like a porcelain doll."
Bai Le could hear this praise for his son a hundred times without getting tired of it. Mu Mu seemed to remember something else and ran to get the painting on the table and handed it to Bai Le.
"This is a gift for my younger brother."
Bai Le glanced at the painting and thought that this was true artistic talent, completely different from his son's first birthday celebration where he grabbed money.
"Thank you, Mu Mu."
As Bai Le walked out of the classroom, he looked back and saw Mu Mu standing at the door waving goodbye. Compared to how reluctant she was to part with Bai Le before, she had indeed grown up a lot.
"Dean, has Mu Mu been adopted yet?" Bai Le and the dean chatted as they walked down the corridor.
The director smiled and said, "Mu Mu has a congenital heart condition. If it weren't for this illness, he'd be adopted long ago, given his good looks and well-behaved nature."
Bai Le's heart skipped a beat, and he was about to speak when he heard the director continue, "Fortunately, a couple is planning to adopt him, and the process is already underway."
After hearing this, Bai Le didn't say anything more.
Walking to the front yard, I saw Xi Yan surrounded by a crowd. When he saw me finally come out, he looked up at me expressionlessly.
Bai Le quickly suppressed his gloating laughter and stepped forward, saying, "I went to check on that Mu Mu."
Suddenly, Tongtong tugged at Bai Le's clothes and pointed at Xi Yan with a look of surprise. "Uncle is amazing! This is the first time I've ever heard a story told like that."
Bai Le was taken aback for a moment, then finally couldn't help but laugh out loud. He could imagine Xi Yan telling children's stories with a blank expression and a cold, robotic voice, while the children below looked on with question marks.
For several days afterward, Bai Le wanted to laugh whenever he saw Xi Yan, but when he looked back and remembered how afraid he had been of him, it felt like a lifetime had passed.
When Mu Mu got a little older and Bai Le himself recovered his health, he decided to go back to work. He couldn't be the president for nothing, even though it was just a nominal position and the real power was in his father's hands.
However, Bai Le himself could feel that after returning, his father began to gradually delegate authority to him, handing over many things directly to him, and his attitude towards him was much better than before.
During the time he was away from the company, Ye Xiaosi played a significant role. When Bai Le returned to the company, he saw Ye Xiaosi looking at him with dark circles under his eyes and a resentful expression.
Bai Le patted him on the shoulder, his face grave. "Thank you for your hard work."
Ye Xiaosi adjusted his glasses, and without saying any more nonsense, began to report on his work.
Bai Le listened attentively, and when he heard Ye Feifei mentioned, he was taken aback. He was right; Ye Feifei was indeed suited for the entertainment industry and had climbed her way up to become a rising star.
"Where's Fang Rong?" Bai Le thought of this person again. He had a good impression of Fang Rong. Every time he saw him, Fang Rong was very polite and cultured. On the occasional dinner party, Fang Rong was also very considerate and attentive to him.
His team is preparing him to transition into acting.
Bai Le frowned. Fang Rong wasn't exactly famous, and the company couldn't secure many film and television resources for him. Even if they did, they would prioritize those who were already popular. This would only hold him back.
Bai Le had made up his mind to settle accounts with Xi Yan later, but before he could go to him, Xi Yan himself showed up.
"President Bai, someone is looking for you outside."
"Who is it? Tell him to wait. I'm busy." Bai Le typed on the keyboard without looking up.
How busy are you?
Upon hearing the familiar deep voice, Bai Le quickly looked up and saw that it was indeed Xi Yan.
Why are you here?
Xi Yan closed the door behind him, shutting out the chattering laughter of the female employees outside.
"Wait for you."
Bai Le looked on with a hint of envy and said sourly, "Isn't your company busy? I'm swamped with work."
Xi Yan glanced at his watch. "It's past six o'clock. Haven't you had dinner yet?"
Bai Le rolled his eyes. "Working overtime."
Xi Yan sat on the sofa, casually picked up a magazine, and said calmly, "I'll wait for you."
Bai Le responded and then quickly began correcting the documents. Xi Yan had originally wanted to look at a magazine, but seeing him working so diligently, she found it somewhat intriguing and kept watching him.
Bai Le noticed his gaze, but he was too busy to pay attention to it.
Midway through, the assistant knocked on the door and came in to deliver some documents to Bai Le. Just as he was about to leave, Xi Yan called him back.
Do you have hot milk in your break room?