"I came here on my own. Pretty sister, can you help me!" An An suppressed the words he wanted to say. He couldn't reveal his identity to this strange aunt who liked his father before he met his father.
In TV dramas, supporting female characters always hurt cute little children! An An's chubby little hands touched his face again, very distressed: Ah, Mom said I am the most handsome and cutest child.
Sister Liu looked at An An, who was clearly a miniature version of the CEO, and then at Tang Zhenzhen beside him. She frowned, then smiled helplessly at An An, "Little friend, please wait a moment, I'll make a call first."
It's okay to deduct a little from my performance for such a cute child!
The call connected, and Sister Liu coughed and hesitated, "Hello, Assistant Xiao, I'm Sister Liu. There's a child who wants to see President Qin... Could you please come down and take a look?"
The man on the other end of the phone said in a low voice, "What child? Sister Liu, don't let just anyone in again..."
"No, Assistant Xiao, this situation is special. Come down quickly. This... this child looks exactly like President Qin..." Sister Liu's voice became almost a whisper at the end. She dared not make a decision herself!
The person on the other end of the phone was stunned, "I'll be right down."
Assistant Xiao had repeatedly told Sister Liu that it was best to turn away people without appointments, as President Qin didn't want to be disturbed. Especially after Tang Zhenzhen arrived, he had even used performance metrics to keep Sister Liu on her toes.
Today, Sister Liu called about a child who looked like President Qin. This matter was not simple. As his assistant, he acutely sensed the seriousness of the situation.
"Sister Liu, where is the child?" Assistant Xiao hurried downstairs and called out to Sister Liu's retreating figure from the staircase.
"Hello, uncle!" An An rushed over. This uncle should be the final hurdle. If he passed this hurdle, he could see his father. An An restrained his smile a little. He thought it looked more like his father this way, "My name is An An."
Assistant Xiao did not expect the situation to be so serious!
He took An An up to the 66th floor. At the entrance to the CEO's office, he confirmed again, "An An, are you really President Qin's son?"
An An looked at Assistant Xiao with his clear eyes, "Uncle, don't I look like my dad?"
"Yes, exactly the same." Assistant Xiao confirmed. It was because of his appearance that he decided to bring him up. "Do you have any other evidence? Even if two people look alike, he could still be..."
Meeting An An's grape-like, lively eyes, he was looking at him intently, exactly like President Qin was about to reprimand someone. Assistant Xiao swallowed his words.
Seeing that he didn't continue, An An, understanding, said, "I know what you want to say, uncle. I've checked. According to genetic theory, it's very likely a father-son relationship, but ultimately, we need to perform..."
He frowned and thought for a moment, then continued, "A paternity test is needed to confirm it. We can't just guess blindly."
"Uncle, that's why I didn't tell anyone he was my father. He should be my father, and I can do the test."
Assistant Xiao looked at the child in front of him, who, like a little adult, spoke about paternity tests in a childlike voice. His heart instantly tilted.
So articulate, rigorous, and intelligent at such a young age! Well, he is indeed President Qin's son.
With a spring in his step, he confidently knocked on the office door.
"Come in." A slightly cold voice came from behind the door.
Pushing the door open, An An's eyes darted around, searching for the person he wanted to see.
A wall of books, a huge floor-to-ceiling window, a simple and elegant desk piled with folders of various colors. Behind the desk sat a man as upright as a pine tree, holding a pen and writing. Light fell on his pen tip, reflecting a sharp glint.
"President Qin..." Assistant Xiao's confidence dwindled significantly the moment he entered the office, and he spoke weakly.
"When did you become so hesitant?" Qin Ningyi looked up at him.
Assistant Xiao didn't know how to explain. He moved aside, revealing An An behind him.
Qin Ningyi's slightly raised phoenix eyes met An An's round, big eyes.
The air grew somewhat stagnant.
"Who are you?" Qin Ningyi asked with a frown.
Seeing Qin Ningyi in person, An An's heart instantly relaxed. This appearance was so similar to his own handsome face, and his mother had hidden his photos on the computer. He must be his father.
An An politely walked forward, extended his hand, pursed his lips, and introduced himself, "Hello, Dad, I'm An An, your son."
Qin Ningyi looked at the small hand in front of him, and for the first time, he, who was usually as calm as Mount Tai collapsing before him, was stunned.
As if possessed, he extended his hand and clasped the small hand. The soft little hand also softened his heart. "How old is the child? I'm not married, you can't be my son."
"I'm almost five years old, and you are my father," An An said stubbornly.
Qin Ningyi had no experience communicating with children. He turned to look at Xiao Konglin, who had brought the child up, "What's going on?"
Sweat instantly dripped down Assistant Xiao's forehead. He braced himself and explained, "An An found his way here himself. I saw how much he resembled you, and if he really is President Qin's son, it would be a shame to miss him..."
Qin Ningyi's brow had not relaxed. If a woman had come in today claiming to be his wife, he would have had her thrown out without hesitation.
But in front of him was a soft and adorable child who looked... exactly like him when he was young.
"You're An An, right? Listen to me..." Qin Ningyi's tone involuntarily softened as he looked at An An's face.
An An didn't wait for him to finish. His small finger touched his forehead, "Dad, don't frown, you'll get old."
Qin Ningyi's words were pressed back by An An's cool hand. He changed his tune, "Then sit there for a while, and I'll talk to you after I finish my work."
Seeing that he agreed to let him stay, An An showed his first smile since entering the room. He ran to the sofa and sat down with a sigh of relief, for fear he would go back on his word.
Qin Ningyi lowered his voice and said to Xiao Konglin, "Go and investigate."
Assistant Xiao responded and left.
After checking all the surveillance, they only saw An An get out of a bright green sports car. The car was new and had no license plate, making it impossible to investigate. Xiao Konglin scratched his head anxiously.
First floor, Design Department, Manuscript Competition Room.
Tang Zhenzhen became angrier the more she thought about it. She had brought him up herself, but why did Xiao Konglin only take An An in and leave her on the 65th floor?
"No, I have to tell Sister Qin," Tang Zhenzhen muttered to herself.
"Sister Zhenzhen, what are you talking about?"
"Nothing, you guys continue, I'm going out for a bit." Tang Zhenzhen walked out of the room and called Qin Feiwan, who was attending a fashion week abroad.
"Hello, Sister Qin, it's Zhenzhen." Tang Zhenzhen's red lips curved upwards high. "The young master came to the company today and was stopped by the receptionist. Fortunately, I recognized him and brought him upstairs. That receptionist, Xiao Yang..."
Qin Feiwan on the other end of the phone interrupted her, "What young master?"