Chapter 3: A Mighty President Being Despised by a Little Cutie

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

At this moment when Jing Jihan had just woken up, he suspected that he had lost too much blood and was having hallucinations.

He silently stared at the beautiful girl, and because he had been asleep for too long, his voice was slightly hoarse when he asked, “Where’s the adult in your family?”

“Mommy went to the supermarket to buy me chocolate! Uncle, do you want to eat some, too? My mommy said you can’t eat chocolate when you’re sick, though,” said Shi Mianmian while staring at the uncle’s handsome face with eyes round like grapes.

Jing Jihan’s stern eyebrows on his pale face twitched. “…”

The small face of the girl sitting beside him was full of excitement, seemingly having just rescued a bunny again, and she kept chattering nonstop. “Does it hurt, uncle? Oh, yes! Mommy told me to make you drink water.”

She suddenly jumped off the bed and ran to the door while shouting, “Uncle, don’t move; wait for me!”

The man watched the little cutie run out. He then heard the sounds of her climbing up and down the stairs, turning boxes, opening cabinets, and pouring water. A few minutes later, the girl swayed back with half a glass of water in her hand.

She went to the bed, stood on her tiptoes, and tried feeding him water. She thought of how her mommy would use a spoon to feed the man water these past two days, but she did not know how to do that. With her quick wits, she ran out again to look for a straw. Finally, she found one, put it in the water cup, and held the cup to his mouth while standing on tiptoes.

“Uncle, mommy said that you’re having a fever, so you must drink plenty of water!”

Seeing this little girl standing on her tiptoes so strenuously, Jing Jihan slowly raised his other hand, which had not been given an injection, took the water cup, and drank from the straw himself. The water helped ease the dryness and hoarseness of his throat.

He once more glanced at the girl, who was now standing by the bed with head tilted and eyes round. “Did your mother save me?”

“Yes!” Shi Mianmian jumped onto the bed and then mysteriously took out a Peppa Pig sticker from her pocket. She tore one off, placed the Peppa Pig with a crown on the back of her hand, and solemnly said, “Whenever I get sick and have to get an injection, mommy will reward me with this sticker as long as I don’t move. Uncle, be good and don’t move; I’ll help you paste it!”

Jing Jihan was temporarily unable to move his left arm, but looking at the small pink sticker that had suddenly appeared beside the medical tape, his stern eyebrows could not help twitching as he looked up at the little cutie, who was expecting to be praised.

“It’s pretty, right? This is my favorite Peppa Pig! Uncle, do you like it?”

“…Yes.”

Putting the water cup to the side, he supported himself with one hand as he moved to sit up. This was when the quilt slipped off his body, and he saw that he was not wearing any clothes besides a pair of loose dark gray shorts, which looked new. Meanwhile, all the obvious injuries on his body had been covered with gauze. His wounds had obviously been disinfected and treated with medicine.

“Did the adult in your family help me handle my wounds?” He turned to address the girl, who had sat on the bed.

“The only adult in my family is my mommy. She said that you’re a man, so she didn’t let me look when she changed your clothes. I saw her blushing after she did that!”

“…”

Jing Jihan was silent for a moment before he asked, “With a stranger like me at home, isn’t she worried about leaving you alone?”

The little cutie suddenly widened her eyes at him. “Nope!”

He raised his sharp eyebrow slightly. “Why?”

The little girl was very serious. “Mommy said that your injuries are too serious, and you can’t beat me or run faster than me, so there’s no need to worry.”

Having stood at the pinnacle for twenty-six years, the mighty president of Yujing Corporation was now being looked down upon by a child. He was speechless.