The clear eyes were shrouded in tenderness, and the hand accustomed to holding a scalpel gently brushed the white and soft little face, and the corners of the eyes were filled with gentle smiles.
Focusing all her attention on her son, she didn't notice the man leaning against the bedroom door, looking at her with his hands folded across his chest.
Jun Yucheng stood at the door and did not go in. He just looked at Ji Ran's gentle eyes and felt a little lost.
Seeing the doting in her eyes when she faced her son actually made him feel touched in his heart.
For a moment, he would think that the little guy lying on the bed was actually his son.
This scene at this time will make him feel a sense of family connection.
His eyes once again rested on Ji Ran's smiling face. These eyes that used to be capable and shrewd in front of others now had a tenderness that he had never seen before.
No, he was wrong, he had seen such tenderness before.
On that day, Dr. Xue had the same expression when he mentioned that "precious man" to her.
Is that "precious man" that Zhuo Ruinian?
When he thought of this, he felt disgusted and annoyed again.
Such tender expressions actually appeared on these two men, one was her husband and the other was her son.
Damn, he didn't like this feeling!
He was very disgusted in his heart, and his fist hit the door frame he was leaning on unconsciously.
And this small movement also made Ji Ran, who had originally been immersed in his son's world, suddenly come back to his senses.
His eyes subconsciously glanced in the direction of the door, and he saw Jun Yucheng standing by the door with a sullen face, his eyes flashing with unknown anger for some unknown reason.
Ji Ran was stunned for a moment, with a hint of innocence in his blank eyes.
Could it be that she had offended the young master again?
Seeing his gloomy expression and the stormy aura in his dark eyes, she wondered where she might have made the young master unhappy.
She knew that Jun Yucheng was looking for every opportunity to embarrass her, only in this way would he feel comfortable.
She closed her eyes and was silent for a while. She pursed her lips, stood up from the bed, walked to Jun Yucheng, lowered her voice a little, and said:
"Mr. Jun, I'm sorry to bother you."
Hearing her distant tone and recalling her gentle attitude just now, the change had been so drastic in just a few seconds, which made Jun Yucheng feel more and more unhappy.
His face darkened, he glanced at Ji Ran coldly, and left from the bedroom door. After taking a few steps, he stopped again, turned his back to Ji Ran, and said:
"That kid is going to sleep for a while. Come out and don't disturb him."
The harsh tone had an added awkwardness that Ji Ran couldn't express.
I can't explain what it feels like to be so awkward, but it's very strange anyway.
After standing at the door and hesitating for a while, she obediently closed the door and followed Jun Yucheng out of the bedroom.
Outside the bedroom is a luxurious living room, which is decorated splendidly. It does not look like a guest room, but like a luxuriously decorated billionaire mansion.
Every piece of floor beneath your feet and every piece of leather on the sofa seems to have millions of pieces embedded in it.
Seeing Jun Yucheng sitting down on the sofa with a cold face, his deep eyes showed a bit of chilling coldness.