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Whatever Vincent said, the little boy didn't move. The shop assistant looked at him with a strange expression.

If Vincent didn't look like a trafficker, the clerk would probably have called the police.

Helpless, Vincent could only give up on bribing the little shota.

"When you're done eating, can we go out and find your mother? "Otherwise, how could mom find us when we've been sitting here all this time?"

The little boy nodded. No matter what, this could be considered a little improvement, Vincent consoled himself.

When the two finally got out of the dessert shop, Vincent's car was still at the door, so he was considering whether to walk around the area or drive around the city. Suddenly Vincent thought that the little boy knew where his home was. Relations were chaotic, and many things were. The simplest method is often ignored.

Squatting down, Fan Sen was obsessed with cleanliness, so he didn't touch the little boy. He asked the boy while looking for an answer, "Little handsome brother, do you know where your home is?"

Looking at Vincent's appearance and his long time of self-communication, the little boy felt that Vincent was not a bad guy. Nodding his head.

Vincent felt that the exchange between him and the little shota was a hope, and it seemed that his guard against him was slowly dissolving.

"Then how about uncle sending you home? This city is so big, it's not easy to find your mother."

"I came from the sector." This was the first thing the boy said to Vincent. Vincent was so happy that he ignored the boy's words and was happier than if the company had accepted a large order.

After calming himself down, Vincent asked the little boy, "Why are you so easy to find a mother when you come out of the neighborhood?"

"It was the uncle who brought me out. I threw away the key to the house."

"It seems like Song Wang is overdoing it. If Huo Ke were to find out now, she would definitely be very anxious." After thinking about it, Vincent decided to send the little boy back to his house first. Even if he were to look for him, Hawke would definitely go home to check on him.

"Can Uncle walk you home?" "Maybe mom is waiting for you at the door right now."

The little boy nodded in agreement. The two of them walked together like Vincent's car.

Although he was obsessed with cleanliness, Vincent still let the little boy make his own car. After all, if he were to chase after Hawke in the future, the little boy would definitely be with him. The bottom line of Vincent's obsession with cleanliness was slowly crumbling.

The two of them drove in the direction of the residential complex that the little boy had told them to go.

Huo Ke rushed home anxiously on the nanny carriage, thinking that perhaps the little boy had already returned home. No matter where he went, he would first go home and have a look. If there was no result, he would go out and search.

The little boy looked around in Vincent's car for the first time since he had come to visit the city.

People are much better than their foreign cities. It seemed like he liked it here more. Ever since he was young, he had lived in a place that was far too desolate.

He pointed at the car in front and pointed at Vincent. Vincent looked at the direction the little boy was pointing at and immediately understood what the little boy meant.

At this moment, they had already sped up the route to Huo Ke's district, so there weren't many cars around.

Vincent sped up the throttle, like the car in front of him. The nanny car was braked by the sudden appearance of the Porsche in front of them.

The driver looked furious. He didn't know what the owner of the car in front of him meant. The emergency brake made Hawke's head slam into the front seat, interrupting her train of thought. "What's wrong?" Hawke said leisurely.

The driver had to have his own reasons for braking, otherwise it would have been impossible for the normally steady driver to do such a thing.

"Miss Huo, a car suddenly appeared in front of us."

By the time the driver answered, the little boy had already gotten out of the Porsche and was running toward the nanny car.

Huo Ke looked in the direction of the driver and happened to see the little boy, so she quickly got out of the car.

The little boy looked at Huo Ke and directly jumped into Huo Ke's embrace. He called out in a childish voice, "Mom!"

"Where did you go? Did you know that your mother was very anxious? Didn't she tell you to obediently go to kindergarten?" Hawke's voice carried a pained reproach.

Just find him, better than anything. But he had to know it was wrong.

"I wanted to come down and play for a while before going up, then I realized that the key was missing and that there was a bad uncle who was saved by a kind uncle who handed me over to another kind uncle." Although the little boy said it clearly, Huo Ke was completely confused.

"There can't be a next time. There won't be a next time, okay?" Although he didn't know exactly what happened, something definitely happened. Otherwise, this little boy wouldn't have been like this.

"Got it, Mom." The little boy rubbed his face against Hawke's chest again.

As the little boy got out of the car, Vincent followed. Looking at the mother and son in front of him, Fan Sen's heart was filled with warmth.

After Hawke and the little boy finished talking, Vincent walked in front of Hawke. The gentleman politely held out his slender hand and said, "Hello, I'm the CEO of a great live broadcast, we've met before."

Hawke looked puzzled when he heard Vincent say that they had met before.

Vincent seemed to know what Hawke was thinking and smiled, "You were down at the memorial at the hotel that day, I saw you."

She stretched out his slender hand and politely shook Vincent's hand. Because of Vincent's words at the memorial service that day, Huo Ke felt that this person should be pretty good, "I'm sorry to trouble you, but this is my son. I don't know how you got into this situation, but I still have to thank you for sending him back."

"You're welcome." Vincent wanted to make a good impression on Hawke at this formal meeting.

Just as Hawke was about to say something, Vincent said impolitely, "If you really want to thank me, this place isn't far from your home. Why don't you invite me over to your house for a cup of tea?"

"It's fine without tea." Vincent added that he had to give himself a chance.

Looking at Vincent's expression, Hawke couldn't help but laugh. He seemed like a straightforward person, and the moment he laughed, Vincent's heart trembled, and a hint of sadness appeared. It was really just like Luo Ke. That smile went straight to Vincent's heart. The smiling face was like a flower talking about the current Hawke.

"Alright, then come to my house." Hawke said with a face full of smiles. The anxiousness and unease from earlier had long disappeared without a sound.

A smile also appeared on Vincent's face as he replied to Huo Ke's smile.

On a sunny summer's day, two people who had once known each other now stood together and laughed. It felt infinitely good.