Mr.CEO Looks Exactly the Same as My Son!-Chapter 302 - 315: If You Can’t Speak, Then Don’t

Gong Shaoyu stood there without moving, his gaze fixed intently on Ye Xinluo lying on the bed.

Lan Shan could clearly feel Beichen Rui’s unfriendly stare in their direction, so she steeled herself and, without thinking twice, grabbed his large hand and dragged him away.

He blankly followed her out of the ward, his mind a jumble, yet the soft feel of her hand in his was undeniably real.

Looking down, he saw that Lan Shan was holding his hand. It was fair and flawless, soft and comfortable.

Once everyone left, Jingxi stood by the bedside, tiptoed, and touched her forehead gently to Ye Xinluo’s.

The scorching heat made the little one exclaim in surprise, looking worriedly at Beichen Rui, and asked, "Daddy, will mommy be alright?"

Beichen Rui replied, "No, she won’t have any problems."

The little one nodded, glanced at Ye Xinluo, and murmured, "Her head is so hot... what if it damages her brain?"

Beichen Rui: "..."

He reached out and knocked on the little one’s head lightly, making Jingxi clutch his head, looking displeased and saying, "What was that for? It hurts."

Beichen Rui raised an eyebrow, "If you can’t speak properly, then don’t speak."

"I wasn’t... I was just worried about mommy..."

Before he could finish, Beichen Rui rewarded him with another flick on the head, and the little one held his head with a look of grievance.

With fierce eyes, he glared at him and said, "Daddy is mean. Bullying children is against the law."

Ignoring his gaze, Beichen Rui said, "Stop making noise, or I’ll make you leave if you continue."

Jingxi wisely shut his mouth, rubbed his head, and took a few steps back to keep his distance.

At this moment, a nurse came in to administer the IV, and after hanging up the medicine bottle, she left quickly.

Beichen Rui sat by the bed, while the little one climbed up and lay beside Ye Xinluo, occasionally feeling her forehead.

...

As the clock turned to 8 PM, the nurse came in to remove the IV bottle.

The little one, drowsy from lying beside her, immediately reached out to touch Ye Xinluo’s forehead when he saw the nurse take the bottle away.

It wasn’t as hot as before, but the fever hadn’t completely subsided.

At the door, learning that Ye Xinluo’s fever had subsided, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Gong Shaoyu stood aside, having not said a word.

Suddenly, he lifted his head and started walking towards the ward.

Lan Shan, who had been watching him, quickly stepped forward to block him and asked, "Brother Gong, what are you going to do?"

"I want to take them away from here."

"What did you say?" Lan Shan’s pupils shrank sharply, startled by his words. She pulled him aside to make sure Mo Han and the others couldn’t hear, then said, "Brother Gong, do you know what you’re saying? You want to take Xinluo and Jingxi away?"

Gong Shaoyu took a deep breath and said, "I’ve already had Qiao Rui book the tickets back to America. I can’t let Xinluo stay by his side."

Lan Shan: "You booked the tickets?"

No wonder Qiao Rui hadn’t been seen; he was off booking the tickets.

"Brother Gong, I understand your concern, but you can’t take them away. Leaving aside whether Xinluo is willing to go, even if she is, you won’t be able to take Jingxi away—he belongs to the Beichen Family. Taking him would mean opposing the Beichen Family."

"Do you think I’m afraid of him?" Gong Shaoyu sneered, his eyes full of arrogant defiance.

It was the first time she had seen him like this. Lan Shan was momentarily stunned, then collected herself and advised him patiently, "Brother Gong, don’t act impulsively. Calm down first."