The Boss in the Business World is Actually a Cute Baby

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Seeing that I was awake, Steve put down the financial newspaper in his hand and smiled at me. He said gently, “You’re finally awake, little lazy cat. Good morning.”

I sat up in embarrassment and rubbed my hair. In a childish voice, I said, “Good morning, Uncle Steve.”

I was naturally very happy to see Steve early in the morning. In order to protect me, he had stayed on my bed the whole night. My heart was full of gratitude, but there was also self-blame and guilt.

After being tightly hugged by me for the entire night, Steve’s arm was finally freed. Steve stood up with some difficulty. His arm had been numb from the beginning until now. His entire body had been in the same position for too long, Steve stood up and quickly moved his sore and stiff body.

“Uncle Steve, I’m really sorry. I slept too deeply yesterday.” Seeing Steve stand up, I quickly jumped off the bed. As I spoke in a childish voice, I ran up to him and stretched out my small soft hands to help him pinch his numb arm.

Because I was too heartbroken and guilty, there was a hint of crying in my voice.

Steve looked down at little Sheila who was trying her best to massage his arm. She was such a smart and sensible little girl. How could he bear to blame her? Moreover, he was the one who was willing to do so for her.

At this moment, the door of the room was suddenly opened. It was Randall who came in to ask me to go to school with him.

Randall had originally promised his mother that he would come over and invite me to go to school with him, but when he saw this scene, he completely forgot his original intention. He glared at the two of us fiercely, then snorted at me coldly, turned around, and ran off without saying a word.

Randall thought to himself, why does Sheila always punch and kick me when she is with me? When she is with Steve, she is very gentle and even massaged his arm just now. Randall had never seen such a gentle little Sheila. The more he thought about it, the angrier he got!

Although I was still going to school with Randall today, I could clearly sense that he was in a bad mood.

At the school gate, Steve squatted down and carefully helped me put on my phone watch. He repeatedly told me, “If you encounter anything, you must call me immediately.”

Although Randall was in a bad mood because of jealousy, he still held my hand and entered the school.

Yesterday, Randall had something to do at home in the afternoon, so he didn’t know that Kris was bullying me.

Randall walked me to the door of the class. He originally wanted to warn Kris not to bully Sheila again. He didn’t expect her seat to be empty. Randall was a little surprised, but he was more glad.

Without Kris, no one in the class would take the lead to bully me.

Randall watched as I sat down in my seat. He then went to his classroom.

Today was a peaceful day at school. Everyone at the school gate had seen Kris’ father bow his head to Uncle Steve and apologize. Everyone had more or less known that my family background wasn’t ordinary, so no one dared to disturb me. There were even a few kids who tried to please me.

Randall had also heard that Kris had called her father over yesterday to bully me. He was a little angry that he was not able to stay by my side at that time. Unfortunately, Kris was no longer coming to school. There was nothing Randall could do. He could only secretly swear in his heart that he would protect me from now on.

The quiet class time flew by quickly. In half an hour, today’s class would be over and I would go home. The thought of seeing Uncle Steve soon made the corners of my mouth curl up.

“Ding dong!” I looked down and saw that it was a message from my phone and watch, “Dear Sheila, I’m very sorry. Today, I have to go on an urgent business trip and can’t pick you up from school. “However, I’ve already asked Mrs. Kelly to help take care of you. I’ll come back to pick you up as soon as possible. Love, Uncle Steve.”

I looked at the message on my watch for a while, and I felt a little sad that all my hopes had been dashed, but I composed myself and replied, “Okay, Uncle. Don’t worry, I’ll be good. I’ll wait for you.”

The bell rang, but I wasn’t in the mood to go home. I packed my things and stood up lazily. I heard someone calling my name outside the door.

I took a closer look and saw that it was Randall. He was standing at the door and waving at me with a smile on his face.

I picked up my bag and walked over.. Seeing that I seemed a little unhappy, Randall put away the smile on his face and asked stiffly, “Sheila, what’s wrong? Did someone bully you?”