Chapter 8 I Want Her to Serve Me (8)

These past few years, she had been running around with the little guy and hadn't felt it much, but she hadn't expected the little guy to take this matter to heart.

"Actually…" She flashed a radiant smile at her son, "moving houses often isn't that bad. We can live in different houses all the time. Buying a house and then having to decorate is such a hassle. Plus, even if we were to buy a house, Mommy would work hard to make money. You don't need to worry about these things."

Her son was the apple of her eye, and of course, she wouldn't let him do something he didn't want to for money. He was still so young; he shouldn't have to worry about the hardships of survival.

"I've already decided." Gan Tang said solemnly, "Tomorrow morning I'll go for the audition."

No one knows a child better than its mother.

The little guy may be small, but he was stubborn and resolute; once he had made up his mind, not even Gan Yuan could easily change it. Just by the tone of his voice, she knew the little guy was determined.

"Well… okay then." Gan Yuan reached out and gently pinched the little guy's face, "My son is so young but already thinks about making money for the family, Mommy hasn't doted on you in vain! How about this, tonight Mommy will treat you to a big meal. What would you like to eat?"

"The steak from your hotel."

Gan Yuan raised an eyebrow; Huangfu Jue was still at the hotel, and she didn't want to take the little guy there.

"I know of a newly opened Italian restaurant. Shall we give it a try?"

"No."

"Oh, right, I also know of another restaurant..."

The little guy crossed his arms and squinted his eyes slightly.

"Why doesn't Mommy want me to go to the hotel?"

That posture was eerily similar to the man she had seen during the day.

So sharp, he had noticed her reluctance so quickly?

"What? No!" Gan Yuan replied with a smile, "I just wanted to take you to try something new. Since you insist, let's go and see if Uncle Qiao has any new dishes recently."

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Mother and son rushed back to the hotel together and headed to the western restaurant on the thirteenth floor.

The restaurant staff recognized them and immediately greeted them warmly, leading them to a table by the window.

While Gan Yuan was ordering, Gan Tang got up and went to the restroom to wash his hands.

He had been to the hotel countless times and knew his way around well. He quickly arrived at the restroom, washed his hands under the tap, and was just about to reach for a paper towel.

Then he heard a flurry of hurried footsteps in the corridor, and a drunken man staggered into the restroom.

Seeing that the man was about to bump into him, Gan Tang quickly stepped back, just as someone else came out of the restroom, and he bumped right into them.

He swayed, nearly falling.

A warm palm reached out in time, steadying his small shoulders, and righted his tilted body.

After standing straight, the little guy turned to look at the person who had helped him—a tall young man, sharply dressed, with handsome features and deep blue eyes as profound as the sea.

"Thank you."

The little guy politely expressed his gratitude.

Huangfu Jue didn't normally care about such minor incidents.

Upon hearing the little guy's voice, his gaze naturally moved over and landed on the small figure in front of him.

A short-sleeved white shirt, black suspenders... a simple kindergarten uniform, yet the little guy still emanated a sense of elegance and nobility. When his gaze touched those purple-blue glowing ink-black eyes on the little guy's face, Huangfu Jue's pupils constricted slightly.

Such unique eyes!

In his heart, an unconscious wave of tenderness emerged, and the usually cold man spoke in an uncharacteristically gentle tone.

"Are you okay?"

The little guy shook his head lightly.

"I'm fine."