Fake Marriage To The Richest Tycoon-Chapter 263 - 262: He’s so cute

A motorbike zipped through Shengjing City. It passes underneath the bridge where a car was waiting in the shadows.

The man in the car got out, a baton by his side.

The other man swung his long leg off the motorbike.

"Why do you always carry a baton with you? Other people carry guns or knives but you carry that worthless stick," Ding Yu came out from the other side of the car.

"My baton is the world’s most powerful weapon," Han Juexian boasted, testing the baton in his palm.

Shentu Jing pulled off the helmet and the mask, casually tossing the keys into Han Juexian’s hands.

"Wow! Lord boss is very awesome! Look at what he retrieved from Shentu Hu!" Han Juexian immediately praised him when he approached.

Shentu Jing pulled off the seal on the brown envelope, took a glance at the files and then passed them to Han Juexian. Han Juexian didn’t dare to look at the files, he put them in a secret compartment in the car.

"Ah Xian, you will take the motorbike. I’ll take the car. Try not to arouse suspicion,"

"Yes boss!" Han Juexian did a lousy salute.

"Should I take Ding Yu on a ride with me?" He wiggled his eyebrows at the kid.

"What? No, no, no!" Ding Yu shook his head vigorously, having caught on what Han Juexian was trying to do. That naughty look in his eyes spelt trouble.

"You are going with him," Shentu Jing dropped the bomb.

"What?! No way!" He protested with an expression that he rather die than go.

"No salary," Shentu Jing casually said. Ding Yu’s jaws dropped in defeat.

"Okay! I’ll go with brother Han!" Ding Yu quickly switched his attitude.

Han Juexian put the large helmet over Ding Yu’s little head and buckled the strap. Then he patted the helmet lovingly with an evil smile.

Hehehe, watch how I drive. The look in his eyes said. Ding Yu gulped in fear.

"Bye boss! Safe driving!" Han Juexian waved. Then he stepped on the accelerator and shot off like the wind, Ding Yu clung tightly to his back.

"Ahhhh! Brother Han! Can you not drive so fast!!!?" Ding Yu squeezed his eyes shut as Han Juexian manuvered expertly through the traffic.

The motorbike with two people disappeared from view. Shentu Jing got into the car and drove off. He stopped the car on top of a hill.

A small stream flowed peacefully nearby, birds sang above, green grasess danced to the song of nature.

Shentu Jing opened the brown envelope and look at the files, a complicated look across his pupils.

Liu Mo. Liu Mo. Liu Mo. free𝑤ebnovel.com

The name that had been stuck in his mind was haunting him over and over again.

He pulled out another file and compared it with the one that was stolen.

The motorbike screeched to a stop outside a village. The dust shot up and whirled around them.

"Why did you bring me here, brother Han?" Ding Yu, whose hair had become a mess, looked confused.

"To see someone. Come on," Han Juexian parked the motorbike and walked into the village.

Chickens and ducks run about. The laughter of children filled the air as kids got off schools. Ding Yu could see some farmers in their gardens, aunties and uncles chatting and playing mahjong.

Han Juexian walked until they reached

"How’s she?" He squatted down to a man who was looking at some papers.

"Her condition is worsening. She even forgets her name, but remembers yours. Go in and see her," the doctor sighed.

Han Juexian stepped into the house, the floorboard creaking. An old woman sat on the rocking chair, singing an old song, embroidering a pattern on the cloth.

"Grandma," Han Juexian called out. He knelt before the old woman.

"Who are you?" The old woman asked.

"Grandma, it’s me, Ah Xian," Han Juexian’s eyes were watery as he took the old woman’s hands in his.

Ding Yu stepped in and bowed to the old woman. He didn’t know that Han Juexian had a grandmother.

"My Ah Xian is this short. How can you be him?" She said kindly.

"Grandma, it’s really me," Han Juexian sounded heartbroken.

"Never mind. You’re a good boy too," she sighed. In her memory, he was only ten years old. It seems like she was stuck in that memory which was why she refused to acknowledge him until now.

"I brought someone to visit you. Ding Yu, meet my grandmother,"

"Nice to meet you, grandma!" Ding Yu happily chirped.

"Ah, what a good boy! So cute!" She said in delight, patting Ding Yu on the head.

"Ding Yu, why don’t you take grandma for a walk? I’ll prepare lunch,"

"Okay, come this way! Grandma, I live in the city! I have a lot of things to tell you!" He supported her as they walked out of the house.

Han Juexian watched as his Grandma smiled and talked a lot for the first time in his life. A pained look mixed with despair flashed across his eyes.

It was all his fault back then. If he could have reached home faster a bit, then his father wouldn’t have....

"Hey, Granny Han’s out of the house for the first time! I’ve never knew that she could walk!" A farmer called out.

"Really?!" The farmer’s wife came running.

"Look at that boy! So cute! Who’s kid is that? It’s not her grandson, Little Han," another woman said.

"I heard that Grandma Han refused to come out of her house because she was waiting for her grandson. Her grandson already has come home but she doesn’t recognize him. How pitiful is that! Now she’s finally out of the house. It can’t be that she mistook this cute boy for her grandson," one woman sighed with a sad expression.

"Yes, Little Han is the most pitiful of all," one uncle agreed.

Ding Yu led Grandma around as she talked about her village to him.

Finally they reached a table where some aunties and grannies were hanging out.

When they saw him, their eyes lit up.

"Aw... He’s so cute!" All the grannies wanted to touch and pinch Ding Yu’s cheek.