The boss has no descendants, but he encounters four smaller versions of himself

Chapter 1016 Thinking of You, I Came

Erbao immediately interjected, "Of course not! You're our little brother!"

“Yes, we are a family!” the other three little ones chimed in.

Su Yutang didn't answer directly, but instead asked, "Does Xiao Ayan want to go with him?"

Little Ayan shook her head vigorously, her little hands tightly gripping Su Yutang's fingers, "I want to be with Mommy, my brothers, and my sister."

Su Yutang smiled and said, "Okay, Xiao Ayan can be with whomever she wants. As long as Xiao Ayan doesn't want to leave, no one will take you away."

These words seemed to have a magical power, instantly dispelling the unease in Xiao Ayan's eyes.

He threw himself into Su Yutang's arms, burying his face in the crook of her neck, and said in a muffled voice, "I don't want to leave Mommy."

And the older brothers, and Little Candy...

The four little treasures and Little Candy also hugged Little Ayan.

Waaaaah, little Ayan, we don't want to be separated from you either.

......

On the other side, Qiao Sinian finally met Wen Xiaoman.

He stood before her, travel-worn, his usually impeccable suit now wrinkled, his face pale and unhealthy, but his deep eyes shone with an astonishing brightness, stubbornly fixed on Wen Xiaoman.

Wen Xiaoman looked at the man who suddenly appeared, and her heart felt like it was being squeezed tightly, both sore and numb.

Tears welled up unexpectedly, blurring my vision instantly.

She hurriedly wiped it off, afraid she wouldn't be able to see it clearly.

When her gaze fell upon his slightly haggard face and pursed thin lips, worry immediately overwhelmed her excitement; she feared his body might not be able to hold on.

"You...how did you get here?" She heard her own voice choke up uncontrollably, and instinctively reached out to help him up, but held back. "Sit down first, your health..."

Qiao Sinian remained motionless, as if his feet were rooted to the ground.

His gaze greedily traced her features, as if trying to make up for everything he had missed during that time.

He spoke in a hoarse voice, his words so direct that Wen Xiaoman's heart skipped a beat: "I missed you, so I came."

Thinking of... her?

Wen Xiaoman froze, her cheeks flushing uncontrollably.

The man who had previously been cold and distant towards her, even deliberately avoiding her, suddenly said such things, leaving her momentarily at a loss and a wave of bitterness washing over her.

She turned her head away awkwardly, her voice still tinged with unresolved grievance: "Weren't you going to keep avoiding me? Now you're saying all this..."

Qiao Sinian looked at her slightly reddened earlobes, and his heart felt as if it had been pricked by a needle.

At this moment, it was as if that little woman had returned.

How long had it been since he'd seen her like this? So long that he thought he'd never see her like this again in his life.

But now is not the time to think about these things. He pursed his lips and said apologetically, "I was avoiding you before because of my situation... I didn't want to make you sad, and I didn't want to hold you back."

Hearing him say that, Wen Xiaoman's eyes turned completely red, and tears welled up and rolled down her cheeks. "So, you hurt me like that? You pushed me away and made me think I did something that you hated. Is this what you call not wanting me to be sad?"

Qiao Sinian was rooted to the spot by her tears and questions. His Adam's apple bobbed, and a hint of embarrassment and hesitation flashed across his face: "I...I had no choice."

"No! You have a choice!" Wen Xiaoman stepped forward, looked up at him, her gaze intense, as if she were ready to risk everything. "You can choose to face it alone, presumptuously thinking you're doing it for my own good, not wanting to hold me back, but you can also choose to tell me the truth..."

Her voice was choked with sobs, yet unusually clear: "Even if you're going to die tomorrow, at least we're together today, do you understand?"

Qiao Sinian frowned, his eyes deep and unfathomable, filled with pain: "But there will always come an end to that day, and when that day comes, you will suffer even more."

Wen Xiaoman shook her head vigorously, tears streaming down her face. "I don't care. As long as I can be with you for even one day, it's a bonus for me. I don't want you to decide what's best for me. What I want is to face things together with you!"

Hearing her words, Qiao Sinian was slightly taken aback.

Yes, as long as we're together for even one day, it's a win.

Just as he thought, every day he lived was a bonus.

He was always thinking about how to bear it all alone, but he never considered that for her, even just one day of companionship was far better than a false sense of distance.

He silently looked at the woman before him, her face streaked with tears yet her eyes resolute. The air grew quiet, leaving only the sound of their slightly hurried breathing.

In their eye contact, something solid melted in Qiao Sinian's eyes.

His Adam's apple bobbed slightly, as if suppressing a surging tide.

The next moment, he raised his hand, with a hint of hesitation and tentativeness, and slowly stroked her cheek.

When her fingertips touched her slightly damp skin, Wen Xiaoman trembled slightly, but did not flinch, letting the cool palm gently wipe away the tear stains on her cheeks.

He moved with extreme care, as if handling a rare treasure.

"I'm sorry." His voice was low and hoarse, full of restraint and apology, "I always make you cry..."

This belated apology brought tears to Wen Xiaoman's eyes once again.

She shook her head, tears rolling down her cheeks and wetting his fingers. "If you really feel sorry, then grant me one request, okay?"

Qiao Sinian stared at her intently, his gaze deep. "What are your requirements?"

Wen Xiaoman pursed her lips and swallowed back the words that were about to come out.

She didn't dare to say.

I'm afraid that if I say it out loud, I'll scare him away again.

Because she wasn't sure if he had really come to his senses.

So even though she really wanted to hug him, she tried her best to restrain herself.

Little did she know that Qiao Sinian's inner torment and restraint were far greater than hers.

This stroking gesture is a test.

Seeing that she did not dodge, Qiao Sinian seemed to have exhausted all his restraint. He reached out and took the initiative to embrace Wen Xiaoman.

He had already decided on his purpose for coming, so he took the initiative and hugged her.

Wen Xiaoman froze at first, but after feeling his movements, she could no longer suppress her love.

She reached out and hugged him back, burying her face deep in his chest, her tears soaking his shirt.

This embrace came after so much hesitation and separation.

I thought I had so much to say, but when we met and I embraced her tightly, all the struggles, longing, and pain melted away in the warmth of our close embrace.

No explanation is needed; this one action speaks for itself.

They held each other quietly, as if trying to meld each other into their very bones and make up for all the time they had missed.

I do not know how long it has been.

Four little heads popped out from behind the pillar.

The four little ones stared excitedly at the two people who were embracing tightly.

They witnessed this deeply moving scene.

"Wow..." Sibao couldn't help but let out a small exclamation.

Erbao, in a dramatic display, exclaimed, "Waaah... I'm so touched..."

Sanbao: "Let's hurry and urge Uncle Baidushou to develop an antidote to save Uncle Sinian!"

The other three little ones immediately nodded vigorously, their little faces full of determination.

The four little ones reached a consensus and quietly retreated behind the pillar.