Chapter 479: Almost Late

"Quiet down, Aunt Song." 。" Auntie Song understood and smiled, nodding her head. She lowered her voice, " I know, Madam is kind hearted." 。"Fu Xiaoyao lowered her head a little embarrassedly, “I don...He was late, not because of his own side, but because of Fu Xiaoyao's.

Fu Xiaoyao clutched her phone tightly in both hands. She was so excited that she couldn't even speak coherently, "Brother... I..."

"What's wrong Were you bullied" Hearing the crying in Fu Xiaoyao's voice, Shi Mo's expression turned serious.

Fu Xiaoyao shook her head. "No, I haven't been bullied, I'm just too happy."

"Happy" Shi Mo raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "What on earth could make you so happy"

Could it be related to Lu Hanchuan

"It's Xiao Bao..." Fu Xiaoyao looked at the bedroom door, "Xiao Bao called me Mommy."

"What" On the other end of the phone, Shi Mo was stunned, and it took him a while to find his voice, "You called my mom"

"Mm!" Fu Xiaoyao nodded repeatedly.

"So, Xiao Bao can talk now" Shi Mo exclaimed in surprise.

“No, Xiao Bao can’t speak yet. He doesn't call me "Mom" directly, but he wrote the word "Mom" on a piece of paper. He still can't say it out loud. It's precisely because he knows this that he uses this way to address me. Brother, I'm so happy!”

“Indeed.” Shi Mo sighed, “This is definitely something to be happy about. Although the little guy can’t speak yet, being able to express his feelings for you in writing shows that Xiao Bao’s autism is gradually improving. I believe that if this continues, Xiao Bao won't be far from speaking aloud.”

"Mhm, I think so too." Fu Xiaoyao agreed.

"Where's Xiao Bao" Shi Mo asked.

Fu Xiaoyao's expression was so gentle it was almost melting, "Xiaobao is asleep."

"Oh well, I was hoping to say hello to Xiao Bao." Shi Mo felt a little disappointed.

Fu Xiaoyao smiled, "Tomorrow, tomorrow I'll let Xiao Bao video call you."

"Okay, it's settled then. Mom and Dad also miss Xiaobao, you remember to take a picture of the note you wrote for him and send it to me later. I'll show it to them, they will definitely be very happy." Shi Mo said.

Fu Xiaoyao didn't object and readily agreed.

Since the passing of their grandmother two years ago, there hadn't been any happy events in the Shi family.

Xiao Bao's improvement is indeed something to be happy about.

"By the way, have you seen him" Shi Mo asked again.

It goes without saying who he is referring to.

Fu Xiaoyao was silent for two seconds, "I saw him."

"So fast" Shi Mo was surprised.

Fu Xiaoyao tousled her own big waves and said softly: "Yeah, I didn't expect to see him when I came back today."

"Did he recognize you then" Shi Mo was a little worried.

Fu Xiaoyao languidly lay on the sofa, "I just have some doubts, but after he looked at my information on Wikipedia, he should believe that I'm not Fu Xiaoyao."

"Is that so." Shi Mo nodded, "This time you're returning to your country, although I don't know how you plan to take revenge on them, nor do I care, but the premise is that you have to protect yourself well and don't think like you did six years ago."

Fu Xiaoyao's heart softened, "Well, I know. I'm not the same person I used to be."

"Just know that, if there's any difficulty, tell me or your parents right away. We will do our best to help you. Don't forget, you are family and family is always your support!" Shi Mo reminded her again.

Fu Xiaoyao's eyes were a little bit sour, and she choked back tears with emotion, "I won't forget. It's you, brother. Instead of worrying about me, you should worry about yourself. Mom and Dad are eager to hold their grandson."

"You, little girl..."

"Alright, bro, I'm hanging up. Say hi to mom and dad for me, bye!" Fu Xiaoyao didn't give him a chance to scold her, hurriedly interrupting him, and then cut off the call with a giggle.

She doesn't like overly sentimental scenes right now, so it's best to end the call early.

Otherwise, if he keeps talking, she's really going to cry from being touched.

This man, the older he gets, the more talkative he becomes. And over the past few years, his personality has changed a lot too. He used to be calm and gentle, but now he's become more outgoing and even a bit childish!

Shaking her head with a smile, Fu Xiaoyao picked up the note Xiao Bao had written to her, gently placing it on the coffee table. She smoothed it out with her palm, then took a picture of it with her phone and sent it to Shi Mo.

After sending the message, she stared at her phone screen for two minutes, but there was no reply from Shi Mo. She knew he wouldn't respond.

She's probably still upset about him hanging up on her earlier.

"It's getting more and more childish." Thinking this, Fu Xiaoyao chuckled softly and took the phone case off with her other hand.

Immediately, she picked up the note on the coffee table, carefully folded it in half, and placed it behind her phone.

Next, she put the phone case back on, hiding the note between the phone and the case.

This way, she wouldn't have to worry about losing the note.

This is Xiao Bao's most beautiful "love letter" written to her, it must be kept!

After finishing all that, Fu Xiaoyao put down her phone, got up and walked towards the bedroom. After confirming that Xiao Bao was asleep, she picked up a bottle of red wine and a highball glass, went to the balcony alone to drink, wanting to celebrate Xiao Bao's recovery.

Because she was so happy, she drank almost half a bottle of red wine in one go until she felt slightly tipsy. Then, she wobbled back to the bedroom.

The next day, she was woken up by a phone call.

She opened her eyes sleepily, stretching one arm out of the covers and reaching for the phone on the bedside table. Without even looking at it, she put it to her ear and said, "Hello"

"It's me, Si Nian." A spirited voice rang out from the phone, Shao Sinian's full of energy in stark contrast to Fu Xiaoyao's hoarse and weary tone.

Fu Xiaoyao scratched her head and sat up, "It's you You called me so early, is something the matter"

"Nothing, I called you up specially. Sent Xiao Bao to kindergarten and then brought you here to the hospital." Shao Si Nian said.

Fu Xiaoyao couldn't help but laugh and cry, "Didn't we agree last night that I would take Xiao Bao to kindergarten myself As for the hospital, I'll go after sending Xiao Bao. There's no need for you to make a special trip."

"That was my initial plan, but I thought better of it. You just got back from abroad, and your body clock hasn't adjusted yet. What if you couldn't get up See, I was right! It's almost 8 o'clock now, and you're still asleep."

"Eight o'clock" Fu Xiaoyao was taken aback, hurriedly taking the phone away from her ear and looking at it. Sure enough, it was eight o'clock.

Why didn't the alarm clock ring

"What's wrong" Shao Siniang asked anxiously, sensing the panic in the person on the other end of the phone.

Fu Xiaoyao rubbed her forehead, "It's nothing. I wondered why the alarm clock didn't go off. Luckily you called, otherwise, on my first day back, Xiao Bao would have been late."

"Heh heh, it's nothing. Just open the door, I'm outside your suite." Shao Sian smiled.

Fu Xiaoyao hummed and yawned, getting out of bed and walking toward the living room.

The door opened, Shao Sinian walked in wearing a casual outfit, "Where's Xiao Bao"

"He should still be asleep. You wait here a moment, I'll go call him." Fu Xiaoyao brought him a cup of water and turned to enter the other bedroom.

Although Xiao Bao is only five years old, he is already very independent. Since two years ago, he has been sleeping in his own room.

She only sleeps with Xiao Bao occasionally when she takes a nap.

As for his usual routine, Xiao Bao sleeps by himself.

Gently pushing open Xiao Bao's bedroom door, Fu Xiaoyao originally thought Xiao Bao was still sleeping. As soon as she stepped into the room, she saw that Xiao Bao was already dressed and sitting on the sofa, playing with a Rubik's Cube.

Suddenly, Fu Xiaoyao felt a little ashamed. Her son was already awake, and as his mother, she had slept until now.

"Baby, when did you wake up Why didn't you call mommy" Fu Xiaoyao walked over and rubbed Xiao Bao's hair. misremember his grudge, hate the wrong person, but he also mistook the enemy for his father.So how could he believe it, how could he accept it!"Tang Yi, seeing that Tang Yi was still stubborn, rubbed...