Abandoned by a wealthy family with a baby

The unlucky ghost sitting here is the man Ning Zan met in the elevator last time.

Perhaps because he was splashed with a large glass of red wine for no reason, this person's complexion was even uglier than last time, and it was as ugly as ink was about to be wrung out, a textbook black face.

"Boss Xi, are you alright?"

A beautiful woman sat across from the man. Seeing the man's wet appearance, she asked a thoughtful question, and then... took out a tissue and threw it over.

Ning Zan: Huh?Shouldn't it be gentle to help wipe at this time?

Just when Ning Zan expressed shock, the man glanced at the tissue that flew to him not long after, and took another tissue to wipe his hands slowly.

Ning Zan: ...This operation is a bit incomprehensible.

The owner of the restaurant came late: "Mr. Xi, I'm sorry, our hospitality here is not good. Today's meal was invited by our restaurant, and your clothes are wet, or if you take them off, I will immediately send someone Take it to the dry cleaning."

"No need," the man looked up, "Such a person should be fired, otherwise people will question the standard of your restaurant."

The man's eyes fell on the waiter.

The waiter bowed his head aggrievedly: "Boss, it was this guest who was holding a child who bumped into me, and I accidentally spilled the wine on this guest."

Ning Zan hesitated after receiving the gazes from everyone around him.

The money has already been credited to the account, and the blame still needs to be carried on. So, what kind of blame is more appropriate?

"Come on, what did he bump into you for no reason, this passage is only so wide, and he is holding a child, as a waiter, shouldn't you take the initiative to avoid the customer who is holding the child?"

Ning Zan was silent.

[I'm taking the blame, I didn't say much, don't deduct my money. 】

【…】

The person who spoke was the lady who threw the tissue. It was just a sentence. No matter who bumped into this matter, the waiter couldn't get rid of it.

The boss also understood immediately, and took the plate and empty cup from the waiter: "Go to the financial department to settle this month's salary, let's go."

The waiter was full of grievances: "Boss, it's obviously not my fault."

The boss had a sullen face: "Why is it not your fault? How did you teach you during the training? Who taught you to bump into customers?"

"But it's obvious that he doesn't have eyes." The server said angrily.

"Go away!" the boss roared.

The anger on the waiter's face deepened.

"Forget it, I bumped into someone because I didn't look at the road. It should be my fault." Ning Zan took the initiative to take the blame, walked to the waiter, and patted him on the shoulder. "I'm holding the baby. You can't see the way, so you hit you, why don't you hide."

After saying this, he looked at the boss again: "Boss, forget it, the young man can't hold his breath, and it's normal to have a temper, just take it as a chance for him."

"Who wants you to meddle in your own business?" The waiter glared at Ning Zan.

Ning Zan was full of smiles, and leaned over to talk in a low voice: "There are too many lies, and you won't even believe it yourself. Don't you know who bumped into whom?"

In just a few words, it didn't take a few seconds, Ning Zan straightened up again, looked into the waiter's eyes: "Anyway, kindness makes money, don't you think so?"

The waiter was taken aback by Ning Zan's previous words, and Ning Zan stared him straight in the eye, and subconsciously blurted out an apology: "I'm sorry, it's my fault."

"All losses will be compensated by our restaurant. I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, and I'll send someone over to deal with the cleaning work here immediately." The boss said, dragging the waiter away.

After a while, another waiter came over and began to clean up the mess, and brought a few clean towels, which could effectively absorb the water stains on the body.

The clothes on the man's body were black suits, and after the water stains from the red wine were poured on them and the water was absorbed, it didn't look too obvious.

The waiter bowed again to convey the meaning of the boss. On the one hand, the bill is free, and on the other hand, it is the dry cleaning fee for the man's clothes, as well as compensation for related expenses.

Everything looked very professional, except for the waiter who touched porcelain for no reason just now.

Ning Zan glanced in the direction that the person left, but he couldn't see where the person went, but he didn't believe that someone would touch porcelain for no reason.

His thoughts turned around in his mind, and he looked at his son's situation again, only to find that his son had fallen asleep on his shoulder.

I can fall asleep in such a noisy situation...

He patted his son's back lightly, changed his hand to hold him, shook his slightly sore hand and was about to leave, but his wrist was tightly clenched.

Turning around, he found that it was the innocent victim who was holding his hand.

I seem to be carrying a pot...

"I'm sorry, I didn't see clearly when I was holding my son before, and I accidentally bumped into it."

This person seemed to be quite talkative, and when he was almost bumped into in the elevator, this person was still protecting him, so Ning Zan didn't have any pressure on this pot.

The two looked at each other, and Ning Zan moved his tightly held wrist.

"That... can you..."

"Your fault?" the man said.

"Ah... sorry?" For the sake of 100 million, Ning Zan felt no pressure to say sorry. To him, these three words were no different from "Have you eaten yet?"

The man pursed his lips, and a complex expression flashed in his dark eyes: "Is it just sorry?"

Ning Zan: ...

"Why don't you take off your coat and let me wash it for you?"

It's just that the clothes are dirty, the big deal is to wash the clothes clean, ask for an address later, and send the clothes there.

Ning Zan thought well, but had no choice but to meet someone who didn't follow the rules.

After Ning Zan finished speaking, the man stood up, took off his coat, revealed the clean blue shirt inside, and handed the shirt to Ning Zan.

Such a direct operation made Ning Zan a little overwhelmed.

"Well, I'm holding a baby..."

"You take the coat, and I'll hold the baby for you." After speaking, regardless of Ning Zan's answer, he stretched out his hand towards him.

Ning Zan was in a trance, so he handed the child over. As soon as the child was taken away, a fluffy coat was stuffed in his hand.

At least compared to the weight of a child, the weight of the coat can really be called light.

"Let's go."

Ning Zan looked at Ning Lele who was hugged by a man, and stared at Ning Lele who had adjusted several angles, but in the end he still didn't wake up, but found a suitable angle and fell asleep again.

Ning Zan, who was full of hopes, had failed to hope, and felt an indisputable feeling towards Ning Lele.

Outsiders can sleep so soundly while hugging you, it's still a hard bed!

"You're quite proficient in holding the baby." Ning Zan began to find nothing to say.

"The first hug."

The two walked for a while, and Ning Zan suddenly remembered something: "By the way, that lady..."

"Don't worry about her."

"Oh."

A certain lady who had been forgotten and left behind finally came to her senses.

In a trance, he took out his mobile phone, and when the call was connected, he immediately became full of energy: "Fuck me, you won't believe it, my brother actually hugged the baby, he actually hugged the baby!!!"

On the other side of the phone: "Are you sure you're holding the baby? It's not a bar, it's not a carry, it's not a lift?"

"I'm sure, it's holding a child, and the gentle movements, if I didn't know him well, I would have thought it was his illegitimate child!!!"

"God, did your brother take the wrong medicine?"

"I didn't take the wrong medicine, but I was splashed with a glass of red wine..."

"A glass of red wine was thrown? Didn't he hit someone? Didn't the person who splashed red wine get killed?"

"...He took away the other's child."

"……what?"

"Then he walked away with the man's father."

"……what?"

"Completely forgot about my existence."

"...Condolences."

When Ning Zan arrived at the parking lot, Xie Jiang had already waited below for a while. When he saw Ning Zan, he hurried over to greet him: "Why did it take you so long to come down? You disappeared in a blink of an eye."

"A little thing happened," Ning Zan said, looking at the man who came down with him, "Sir, please give me an address. After this clothes are washed, I will send them to you."

As he said that, he planned to pass the clothes in his hand to Xie Jiang to take first, but unexpectedly noticed that the man's eyes had been on the clothes. He quickly withdrew his hand from passing the clothes, put the clothes on the co-pilot, and then freed his hands to hold the child.

And this action took a bit of effort unexpectedly.

When the child was transferred from his own hand to the man's hand before, it was extremely simple, but now when Ning Zan picked up the child from the other party's hand, he found that the child seemed to be stuck to the other party's body, unable to drag it down.

Ning Zan thought that this strange man was playing tricks, and stared at the other's arm.

The man probably also noticed Ning Zan's gaze, and slightly let go of his arms, hugging with only a small amount of strength.

The man's arms hugged the child's thighs, without exerting any force on them, Ning Zan simply exerted force from above, and broke Ning Lele's arms, intending to hug him.

As soon as he started, his hand was slapped hard by a small hand.

"Daddy is bad."

The child fan stared and stood up, then lay down on the man's other shoulder with his eyes closed, and fell asleep again.

Ning Zan: ...

How can you sleep so comfortably with such a hard body?

Naturally like to sleep on a hard bed?

Xie Jiang looked confused: "Who is this?"

"Stranger." Ning Zan said angrily.

Xie Jiang laughed dryly: "...It seems that Lele doesn't recognize life, hahaha."

The man reached out and stroked the child's back, with a smile on his face: "My name is Xi Chenchu."

"Ning Zan."

Listening to the exchange of lives between the two, Xie Jiang finally believed that they were indeed strangers before. Looking at Ning Lele who was sleeping soundly, he felt that the place was filled with embarrassment.

"My name is Xie Jiang. I'm Ning Zan's friend and his manager."

Xi Chenchu ​​looked at him and nodded, as a greeting, then looked at Ning Zan: "Anyway, I have nothing to do today, so let me hold him, and take the clothes back after washing."

Ning Zan looked at him.

Xi Chenchu ​​looked serious: "The clothes are very expensive, one hundred thousand pieces."

Ning Zan: ...It's worth one-tenth of a pot, it's really expensive.

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