Mr.CEO Looks Exactly the Same as My Son!-Chapter 19: You’re going to sort out Jingxi for me?

The tone of the voice was somewhat hesitant. What was Shaoyu really thinking? What if it was indeed like Shanshan said?

If it really was like that. Could she still be friends with Shaoyu?

Deep down, she hoped such a thing wouldn't happen.

She didn't want to break the current relationship with him.

Lan Shan sat quietly beside them, without expressing any opinion.

The way that person named Gong Shaoyu was so concerned about Xinluo, it seemed unlikely that he didn't like her.

No stranger would care so much about someone unconnected to them.

Judging by Xinluo's reaction, she didn't seem interested in him.

She sighed.

As a bystander, it wasn't really her place to offer an opinion on such matters.

But as Xinluo's friend and confidant, she would support Xinluo's decisions no matter what.

Both of them remained silent, neither speaking further.

They both found themselves lost in thought.

"Mommy, Godmother, where are you?"

After who knows how long, Jingxi's voice came from outside the door.

Ye Xinluo finally came back to her senses and walked to the door to open it.

"Mommy's here."

Jingxi saw her beloved mommy and bounced over, wanting a hug.

Holding Jingxi in her arms, turning back she saw Lan Shan sitting there dazed, and called out.

"Shanshan?"

Lan Shan snapped out of her thoughts, realizing someone was calling her.

"Hmm?"

Ye Xinluo: "What are you thinking about?"

"Nothing."

She adjusted her emotions and glanced at her phone to check the time.

It was getting late, and she should be heading back.

With this in mind, she stood up and walked towards Ye Xinluo.

"Xinluo, it's getting late, I should head back."

"It's so late, why don't you stay over tonight."

It was almost ten o'clock now. At this late hour, she was worried about letting her go back alone.

"I have a spare room here, stay over tonight, and we'll go to work together tomorrow."

"At this hour, I won't be at ease with you going back alone."

"Alright then."

Since she insisted, Lan Shan didn't argue and agreed to stay.

After coaxing the little one to sleep, Ye Xinluo went to the wardrobe and took out a set of pajamas.

She had specially bought them a few days ago, just so Lan Shan would have clothes to change into when she came over.

"Go take a shower first, I'll make the bed for you."

Lan Shan looked at the pajamas in her hand, feeling an indescribable sensation.

The clothes were her size, obviously prepared by Xinluo for her.

After four years apart, she was still so attentive and considerate.

She stood dazed for a moment before smiling slightly.

"Do you remember how we used to wear each other's clothes back in school?"

"Of course I remember. Back then, if I didn't give you my clothes, you'd cry."

She remembered when Lan Shan suddenly wanted to wear her clothes one time, Ye Xinluo feared she wouldn't be used to it and refused.

After all, a lady accustomed to expensive clothes surely wouldn't adapt comfortably to hers.

But this one just sat on the floor and complained about being bullied.

It really opened Ye Xinluo's eyes.

Her cries back then could truly be described as 'shaking the heavens and terrifying the earth.'

The commotion drew all the other girls living on the same floor to watch.

Even the dorm supervisor was alerted.

Ye Xinluo had no choice but to give her the clothes.

Guess what happened next.

As soon as she had the clothes in her hands, she stopped crying.

She even giggled incessantly.

Just like a fool.

At that time, Ye Xinluo called her a 'silly fool.'

Lan Shan didn't get angry, just smiled sheepishly and said, "I'm a fool and proud of it."

This incident left a deep impression on Ye Xinluo.

It made her realize that Lan Shan truly considered her a friend.

Unlike other wealthy girls, Lan Shan didn't have the usual airs.

She never threw a tantrum or acted moody.

It was because of this incident that Ye Xinluo finally opened up to Lan Shan as a friend.

"Can we not talk about such embarrassing things?"

Lan Shan rolled her eyes at Ye Xinluo, and without waiting for her to respond, she took the pajamas and headed to the bathroom.

Ye Xinluo chuckled knowingly and left the bedroom for the adjacent room.

The next room was a bedroom, slightly smaller than where Ye Xinluo currently stayed.

Since Jingxi slept with her, there was no bed made up in this room.

She took out quilts, bedsheets, and pillows from the cabinet.

Lan Shan was most afraid of the cold, so Ye Xinluo made sure to stack two quilts.

After making the bed, Lan Shan finished her shower and came out. At this point, she was leaning against the door frame, gently drying her hair.

Watching Ye Xinluo's busy figure, she couldn't help but think of all the happy and wonderful times they spent together.

Time, indeed, doesn't spare anyone. In the blink of an eye, everything has changed from what it once was.

"Xinluo, what exactly happened four years ago?"

Lan Shan now just wanted to know about this one thing, because the events of four years ago happened so suddenly, with no warning, she just left abruptly, without saying a word or explaining.

It truly scared her, fearing something like that could happen again.

Hearing her words, Ye Xinluo paused in making the bed. It wasn't that she didn't want to say, she just didn't know how to start.

Especially since returning with Jingxi, she felt that many things couldn't easily be explained in a few words.

"I'll tell you slowly when I have time in the future."

Lan Shan frowned but didn't press her.

"Can you stay with me tonight then, just like when we were in school, okay?"

"Will you help me with Jingxi?"

The tone carried a hint of helplessness, sounding a bit pitiful.

What she said was true, Jingxi would wake up at night to use the bathroom. If he didn't see Ye Xinluo, he'd surely cry.

"Cough, cough, never mind then."

Lan Shan lightly cleared her throat, regaining her composure. She got off Ye Xinluo and lay down on the side.

She really didn't want to see her godson cry, it would break her heart.

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