My son got into a car accident!
Just now, he was hit by a car and taken to the hospital.
Yan Xinxin rushed straight to Yan Chenxi's hospital room, panting by the time she reached the door, only to hear laughter coming from inside.
"Miss, am I really the cutest boy you've ever met? I haven't read a lot of books, so don't lie to me, okay?"
That crisp, bell-like young voice made Yan Xinxin pause.
"Xi!"
Yan Xinxin strode into the hospital room and saw an adorable, cheeky little face grinning playfully at her.
"Hi, Xinxin."
"..."
Yan Xinxin froze for a moment before rushing to the bedside, her trembling hands holding her son's shoulders.
"Yan Chenxi, are you okay? You scared your mother to death!"
"Don't worry, Xinxin, I'm fine."
Yan Chenxi reached out his little hand to pat hers in a comforting gesture, looking all grown-up despite his age.
"Xi, quick, tell Mommy where you got hit. Does it hurt?"
"Miss, you don't need to worry too much. Little Yan Chenxi just sustained a minor sprain to his foot—nothing serious. He'll stay overnight for observation and can be discharged tomorrow."
A nearby nurse calmly reassured Yan Xinxin.
"Really? He's okay?"
"Yes, rest assured."
The nurse nodded firmly, and only then did Yan Xinxin finally breathe a sigh of relief.
"Thank you, Nurse."
"You're welcome. I won't interrupt your time with your son."
The nurse smiled and glanced at Yan Chenxi.
"Yan Chenxi, take a good rest, okay?"
"Thank you, Miss. I will rest well,"
Yan Chenxi replied with a giggle, his soft pink lips revealing two charming little tigerteeth—it was unbelievably cute.
"Your son is delightful."
The nurse smiled as she turned away, and Yan Xinxin thought she wasn't mistaken—the nurse looked a little flushed.
Maybe she'd been teased by this precocious little charmer!
Yan Xinxin turned around, her face now serious as she stared at her son's carefree expression.
"Yan Chenxi, can you please do something a five-year-old is supposed to do? Save the flirting for twenty years later!"
"Xinxin, are you jealous? Don't worry, my favorite girl will always be you."
"..."
Yan Xinxin was at a loss for words.
Although she wanted to scold him some more, seeing his relaxed and cheeky demeanor reassured her that he truly was fine.
"Oh, Xinxin, the guy who brought me to the hospital just now—he's super handsome! His aura totally matches mine. If he wanted to be my dad, I wouldn't mind."
Yan Xinxin had just taken a sip of water to calm herself when those words nearly made her choke.
"Yan Chenxi, stop saying nonsense!"
She said firmly, then furrowed her brows.
"Wasn't Teacher Lin the one who brought you to the hospital?"
The little boy shook his head, his bright, lively eyes blinking.
"It was this big brother who brought me here."
As Yan Chenxi spoke, he pulled a business card from under his pillow and handed it to Yan Xinxin.
Yan Xinxin took the card and glanced down.
"Mo Chuxi..."
The name felt oddly familiar, as if she'd heard it somewhere before.
Confused, she studied the title printed beneath the name. Her eyes widened.
"CEO of Di Jue Financial Group?"
...
Yan Xinxin had never imagined she'd have any contact with someone so overwhelmingly powerful, but since he'd brought her son to the hospital, as a mother, she absolutely had to thank him.
What's more, the nurse had told her that this esteemed CEO had even helped pay for the hospital fees in advance.
Holding her phone, Yan Xinxin hesitated for a long while before finally dialing the string of numbers on the business card.
The phone rang several times before it was begrudgingly picked up.
She was about to speak when a deep, magnetic male voice came from the other end.
"Who is this?"