Taking Wife as Boundary: Young Master Ling Don't Cross the Line

During the rounds of the orphanage early the next morning, the teacher found that one person was missing, and after careful inspection, he found that Qi Yan had disappeared.

The teacher immediately reported the matter to the dean in a hurry, and the dean hurried over, squatting on the ground and questioning these children carefully.

"Which of you first discovered that Qi Yan was missing?"

A child stood up timidly.

"it's me!"

The dean patted him on the shoulder comfortingly: "Don't be afraid, did he have any abnormal sleep last night?"

The child tilted his head and thought for a while before saying, "He has been hugging a new toy dog ​​while sleeping!"

"Hurry up and look on the bed to see if the toy dog ​​is still there?"

The dean turned his head to order the teacher standing behind him.

After the teacher heard this, he immediately walked to the bedside.

After turning the quilt inside out, the teacher shook his head towards the dean who was watching her.

"no!"

The dean patted the child on the shoulder, encouraging him.

"It's okay, you're doing great!"

Then he indicated that the teacher would also bring all the children here to class!

The students followed the teacher and walked out of the room one by one in an orderly manner.

The remaining teacher looked at the principal worriedly.

"This kid has never been out since he was here. Where will he go?"

The dean supported the reading glasses and pondered for a while, then turned and went back to the office, and the teacher immediately followed after seeing this.

She stayed here to accompany the room last night, logically speaking, she is also responsible. She knew that Qi Yan was in a bad mood last night, but she didn't even try to comfort him.

Trembling, the dean found a business card from the drawer, which was given to him by Ling He yesterday.

The dean held the reading glasses and pressed the numbers one by one. After pressing these numbers, beads of sweat covered his forehead.

After the phone rang twice, a low and deep voice came through the phone.

"Hey, Mr. Ling? I'm sorry to disturb you so early, did Qi Yan come to you?"

"Oh, okay, sorry to trouble you!"

Seeing that the dean had hung up the phone, the teacher immediately greeted him with two steps up.

"What's wrong? What did President Ling say?"

The dean sighed, took off the reading glasses, and wiped them with the hem of his clothes.

"Boss Ling said he didn't go to him, but he will send someone to help us find it!"

When the dean called, the secretary was in Ling He's room reporting the latest progress of the cooperation with Mr. Mao introduced by Mr. Zhang last time.

Seeing Ling He frowning, the secretary asked with concern: "What's wrong?"

Ling He put down the pen in his hand, and then told the secretary beside him.

"Let's do this! You send some people out today to find that Qi Yan we met in the orphanage last time!"

"Qi Yan?" The secretary was a little puzzled, didn't that Qi Yan stay in the orphanage well?
"He left from the orphanage, and the dean suspects that he has come to us! How about this, you send all the people in your hands to find someone!"

The secretary was a little embarrassed: "But today's project with Mr. Mao..."

Ling He stopped the secretary's next words: "Send someone to look for it first!"

Seeing Ling He's insistence, the secretary had no choice but to obey.

The morning passed, and the secretary returned to the office to reply to the order.

"President, our people have searched all over the orphanage, but we still haven't found it!"

Ling He tapped his fingers on the table, but couldn't find any places, so the situation became more and more pessimistic.

After all, child trafficking is rampant now, and Qi Yan is only a five-year-old child
The hands on the table had slowly clenched into fists, and his face became more and more ugly.

"Look for it! Let all the people in the company go out and look for it, even if you turn M City over, you have to find it!"

Ling Hehuo stood up from the table.

Just as he was about to leave, the internal phone on Ling He's desk rang.

The secretary picked up the phone and answered: "Yeah! Got it! Okay! I'll be down later!"

After the secretary hung up the phone, he said to Ling He who was sitting on the seat: "President, just now the front desk said that there is a child waiting underneath, saying that he wants to see you!"

"Child?" Ling He thought for a while, and then ordered the secretary beside him: "Hurry up and let him come up!"

The secretary walked down as he said, and when he got to the lobby, he saw Qi Yan who was sitting in the waiting area of ​​the lobby.

When the secretary arrived, Qi Yan held the hem of his clothes with his hands and twisted them. A big hole had been worn out in the shoes under his feet due to long-term walking. Seeing the secretary staring at it, Qi Yan immediately wanted to put the The feet are hidden.

Because of not sleeping all night, Qi Yan's eyes were bloodshot.

At the moment, he was staring at the pair of red bloodshot eyes, looking at the secretary in embarrassment.

"Come with me!" The secretary saw Qi Yan's self-esteem, skipped the topic, and just beckoned Qi Yan to follow him.

The two got into the elevator together, the secretary pressed a number 13, and the phone lights flickered layer by layer.

Finally, with a ding, the elevator arrived at its destination, and the elevator doors automatically retracted on both sides. As soon as the two got out of the elevator, they saw Ling He who was waiting at the elevator door.

As soon as Qi Yan saw Ling He, he rushed to the elevator and threw himself into Ling He's arms.

"Uncle Ling!"

The people in the office looked over here one after another.

There are many things here that are not too big a deal to watch.

Ling He comforted Qi Yan: "It's all right! Let's go in with uncle first and then talk about it!"

Qi Yan obediently followed Ling He into the room. After the two of them entered, the secretary signaled everyone with his eyes not to say more.

Then he followed the two into the house.

Qi Yan stood in the middle of the office like a kid who made a mistake.

Ling He looked at it a little bit reluctantly, and ordered the secretary to find him some children's drinks from the refrigerator in the office.

Qi Yan was very curious about these drinks, but he just took a sip and put the bottle cap back on.

The conversation that followed was basically a question-and-answer format. Ling He asked a question, and Qi Yan replied in a polite manner.

"Why don't you drink?" Ling He asked.

"I want to save some for the children to drink!" Qi Yan replied.

"Why did you sneak out!" Ling He asked again.

"I want to ask my uncle a question!" Qi Yan replied again.

Just to ask him a question, so Qi Yan ran out in the middle of the night?
"what is the problem?"

Qi Yan picked up the hem of his clothes again, then lowered his head and asked softly: "Why didn't the kids want to play with me after I went back from outside? They said I climbed high branches, but what does climbing high branches mean?"

When Qi Yan spoke, Ling He was about to get up to prepare for his official duties, but when he heard Qi Yan's words, his feet froze.

He didn't expect that his simple kindness would bring such a series of troubles to the child.

Perhaps the Dean's consideration is right.

"Uncle asks you, are they your family?"

This time Qi Yan nodded with certainty.

Ling He went on to say: "The uncle told you that you and your friends are like lips and teeth. Their relationship has always been very good, right? But we occasionally have lips touching teeth, so it is impossible to live forever There is no bumping time. The important thing is that this bumping should not affect the relationship in the future!"

Qi Yan suddenly understood.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, people are most tired and negative.

At this time, for the office staff, the best place to be lazy is undoubtedly the tea room.

Some employees stood in twos and threes on the stools in the tea room, and some of them came from behind and leaned against the corner without occupying their seats.

A: "Who did you say was the boy who came this afternoon?"

B: "I heard that the old president is busy setting up a small room for the president recently. I guess that the small room has already had a child outside. Now, under the name of the president's wife, he lives directly in Ling Home!"

C: "You men really don't have a good thing. In vain, I used to think that our president is a rare species. He is sincere and attentive to the young mistress. I didn't expect that there are all illegitimate children outside. The man is desperate!"

A man next to him who had long been interested in C immediately greeted him: "Why, there are still good men in this world, it's just that you lack a pair of eyes to spot him!"

Immediately someone next to him followed suit.

In the office, the most lacking thing is talking heads, and there is obviously no shortage of talking heads in the tea room this afternoon.

Ling He comforted Qi Yan in the lounge in the office, where he usually rests after working tired. The bed and all washing facilities are complete.

Seeing Qi Yanzheng sitting quietly eating bread by himself, Ling He moved the door a little, and he followed him out.

Picking up the mobile phone on the table, Ling He deliberately walked aside, and then dialed the number that the dean dialed in the morning.

"Dean, Qi Yan is here with me, come and pick him up!"

After hanging up the phone, Ling He beckoned to the secretary.

"You send some of that drink that Qi Yan liked to drink just now to the orphanage!"

The secretary nodded, ready to leave.

"Wait!" Ling He stopped the secretary behind him.

The secretary turned his head around, and Ling He put his hand down again.

"Forget it, don't buy it!"

After the secretary paused, he turned and left the office.

Ling He looked in through the half-closed door, and Qi Yanzheng watched curiously with the sandwich in his hand, wanting to take a bite, but seemed a little bit reluctant.

In the end, he still didn't want to say anything, but gently folded the sandwich and put it back into the pocket on the side of his clothes.

Ling He sighed softly and returned to his seat.

It would be great if Qi Yan was his and Jiu Ge's child, but since he can't give Qi Yan hope now, he can only let him down.

What the dean said makes sense, the disappointment that gives hope is the most terrible!
After clearing up his mood, Ling He returned to his desk and started to work with his head down.

After Qi Yan in the house ate something, he helped Ling He tidy up the room inside.