The most important thing was, he could accurately call out He Jingyao's name...
Adam looked at the little boy's delicate face, genuinely curious. What was the relationship between this child and the president?
He Jingyao frowned, lifted the little boy, and asked coldly, "Little friend, who are you? What do you want with me?"
"My name is Xiaobao." He pouted, "I'm not here to do anything, I just want to stay with you."
He Jingyao sized him up for a while, put the child down, extricated his arms from his embrace, and looked at Adam: "Find a way to send him home."
Having said that, he walked towards his office.
However, he had barely taken a step when his calf was hugged by the little boy.
Hes eyebrows twitched as he looked down at him.
The little fellow also strained to look up at him, his little face tight.
He Jingyao said coldly, "Let go."
He had already exhausted all his patience with this child who had appeared out of nowhere.
