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A Lifetime With You

While attending his brother's funeral, Neil Mo noticed the little girl, sitting quietly alone with both hands hugging her knees tightly. The little girl had only lost both her parents. But in a room was full of people, no one seemed to pay attention to her. --- "Grandma, I don't want to live away from my daddy and mommy... I know that I won't get to see them again... What if I miss them?" her words were a bit incoherent as she forced back her sobs. Seeing the little girl, he felt something tugged on his heart. "Hazel," Neil spoke after a while. "If you don't want to live in the countryside with grandma, then would you like to live with me?" --- After losing his younger brother in an accident, the President of the MH group, Neil Mo, decided to look after his five years old niece. Who knew that looking after a child could be difficult than securing a business deal! Noticing that his niece was particularly close to her kindergarten teacher, Neil then offered her a job as a babysitter. "But, President Mo, what do you mean by living together?" --- Cover illustration: Kirinlukis --- Author Note: This story is written to participate in WPC, with 'single parent' as the theme. The story is slow-paced at the beginning, but if you read carefully, there will be hints on what will happen after. The middle part will get a bit fluffier, and there's going to be some action as well. Shared universe with: 1. Loving You Too Much 2. True Love and Other Lies 3. You're My Only Star 4. The Dragon Beside Me 5. Love So Sweet 6. Commander Qi's Runaway Wife 7. The Wedding Planner's Romance

zetsubouaichan · Urban
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Wasted Chance

Neil glanced at Edith and raised a brow. "Where to?"

"I asked Teacher Qian to help me to get something for me from the store. Though the night is still early, it would be dangerous for Teacher Qian to walk alone," Sophie said. "Neil, you go and accompany her."

Neil heaved a long sigh. "Mom, if you want to buy something, you can just ask me. Don't make it hard for others."

"Do you know how to choose a sanitary pad? Which brand, which type. Do you understand them if I give you the instruction?"

Once he knew what his mother had asked Edith to help her with, Neil was speechless. "Mom..."

"What?"

"You're fifty years old," Neil spoke in a low voice. "Why do you still..."

"What is that supposed to mean?" Sophie's eyes darkened as she looked at her son. "Let me tell you, even at this age, I can still give your father another son or daughter if I wanted to."