A Well-Meaning Misunderstanding (Request Recommendation Tickets, Monthly Tickets)

Mo Jingchun looked at the suitcase and the backpack resting on top of it, then tilted his head to look at his younger sister, Candy, gazing at him eagerly from the Baby Carriage.

For a moment, Mo Jingchun found himself conflicted. It was not about whether he should make formula for Candy, but whether he should drag the suitcase and backpack with him to the hot water dispenser.

Dragging them along would be troublesome, but leaving them behind made Mo Jingchun worry that someone might simply make off with them.

After all, the items in the suitcase and backpack were worth quite a bit of money. Not to mention anything else, the laptop in the backpack alone was very valuable.

If they really got stolen, who could he even complain to?

After thinking it through, Mo Jingchun decisively took the suitcase and backpack with him to the hot water dispenser.

The dispenser was located in the corridor by the restrooms. A few steps farther in were the men's and women's restrooms.

Mo Jingchun could not quite understand why the hot water dispenser had been placed there. He could not figure out why the place to get drinking water and the place to use the restroom had to be arranged together. Was it just to save a few dozen meters of water pipe? Mo Jingchun had no idea.

No one fought Mo Jingchun for a spot at the dispenser. Seeing his situation, everyone politely let him get water first.

Anyone who saw a boy whose childishness had not yet faded, holding a baby in one arm while pulling a suitcase with the other, would instinctively take another look and generally give way.

Of course, that appearance also gave some people other ideas. For example, a lightly made-up beauty waiting in line behind Mo Jingchun watched him with wary eyes.

"Yah, yah, yah~"

Candy stretched out her chubby little hands from the Baby Carriage, impatient to hold the Milk Bottle. The Little One did not care whether the bottle might burn her.

Seeing that Mo Jingchun still had not handed it to her after so long, the Little One looked ready to cry for him.

Mo Jingchun could neither laugh nor cry as he looked at Candy's pursed little lips. He did not dare hand her the Milk Bottle right now. Her skin was so delicate, and even his own hand hurt from how hot the bottle was.

As he pushed the Baby Carriage away, Mo Jingchun did not notice that someone behind him, after filling a cup with water, headed straight toward an officer on patrol in the waiting hall.

The woman pointed at Mo Jingchun and Candy in the Baby Carriage, whispering something to the tall, burly, fully equipped police officer.

Mo Jingchun, whose eyes had remained fixed on Candy, had not noticed any of this from the very beginning.

After finding another seat, Mo Jingchun took out a bottle of Mineral Water from his backpack and poured some into the scalding Milk Bottle.

After screwing on the lid and shaking the bottle, Mo Jingchun still felt that it was a little too hot.

"Wait a little longer." Mo Jingchun flicked Candy's little cheek.

Good heavens, Candy immediately became unhappy. Tears streamed down her face as she sat in the Baby Carriage and cried loudly.

Once the Little One started crying, Mo Jingchun felt his head throb.

"Be good, Candy. Don't cry, okay? Brother will tell you a story."

Just then, Mo Jingchun noticed that the light had suddenly dimmed considerably, and a pair of glossy black leather shoes had appeared beside the Baby Carriage.

When he looked up, Mo Jingchun saw two large words: "Police."

Mo Jingchun looked at the tall police Uncle without understanding, confusion still in his eyes.

Chen Junqiang held a police-issued phone in his left hand. After saluting Mo Jingchun with his right hand, he spoke with a serious expression.

"Hello, sir. Please show me your Identity Card. Thank you for your cooperation."

Mo Jingchun froze for a moment, then took out his Identity Card from his pocket and handed it over to the large hand.

Looking at Candy, who was still crying, Mo Jingchun simply lifted her out of the Baby Carriage and held her in his arms.

Candy stopped crying in his arms, but her little eyes remained fixed on the Milk Bottle sitting atop the suitcase, without blinking.

Chen Junqiang used the NFC function on his police phone to scan Mo Jingchun's Identity Card. Mo Jingchun's information appeared on the screen, and Chen Junqiang compared it. There was no issue with his identity.

"Mo Jingchun?"

"Huh? Yes."

Chen Junqiang frowned. "The identity information system says you are only eighteen this year."

Mo Jingchun froze. What was wrong with being eighteen? Did he look particularly old? That could not be it.

"Yes, police Uncle. I took the Gaokao this year. Of course I'm eighteen. I'm on my way to school."

When Mo Jingchun said that, Chen Junqiang's brows furrowed slightly.

"What is going on with this child?"

"She's my Younger Sister."

After saying that, Mo Jingchun added, "My biological sister."

Only then did Mo Jingchun finally understand. So the police suspected him of child trafficking. It was also then that Mo Jingchun noticed the beauty Auntie secretly watching him behind the officer.

"You're going to school? Where are the adults in your family?"

There were no adults, he had a baby with him, and he claimed to be heading off to school. No matter how one looked at it, it seemed abnormal.

"No... no adults. It's just my sister and me."

Mo Jingchun's hesitant manner made Du Xiaohan, behind Chen Junqiang, even more convinced of her judgment. Chen Junqiang, who had only been frowning before, now looked extremely serious.

"Sir, please show me your admission notice and your parents' contact information."

As Officer Chen Junqiang questioned him, a crowd gradually gathered around them. People murmured among themselves and pointed.

Mo Jingchun was not deaf. He could hear the crowd clearly. They were saying nothing more than that looks could be deceiving, that someone so young was already so bad, already learning to traffic children.

To be honest, Mo Jingchun felt terrible. His nose stung, and tears welled in his eyes, but he gritted his teeth and held them back.

After placing Candy back into the Baby Carriage and giving her the Milk Bottle to hold herself, Mo Jingchun laid down the suitcase, crouched, and dug out Jing University's admission notice and a brand-new Household Registration Book.

Candy happily held the Milk Bottle in the Baby Carriage and sucked greedily, completely unaware that her Brother had been misunderstood and wronged.

"A new student at Jing University?" Chen Junqiang asked in surprise as he looked at the Jing University admission notice.

"Mm."

Someone in the crowd laughed. "Could it be fake?"

But Du Xiaohan, behind Chen Junqiang, froze, because she knew the admission notice was genuine. As a graduate of Jing University, she recognized her Alma Mater's admission notice.

Faced with the crowd's doubts, Chen Junqiang said nothing. Normally, no one would make a fake admission notice and carry it around with them.

When he opened the first page of the Household Registration Book, Chen Junqiang froze.

Mo Jingchun—head of household.