Chapter 1519
In the company, he was the top leader.
At home, he was a good father.
"Is Mr. Ali worried about the situation of Ruidan?" Jin asked, "Or should we contact Aman and ask about the situation?"
"There's no need to ask. The Queen of Ruidan has just passed away, and that princess hasn't succeeded the throne yet...no matter how good the situation is, it won't be better." Zayn said. "We'll talk about it when their imperial palace is stable."
"Yes."
The secretary came in, wearing a professional suit and reporting on her work. "First Prince, the auction center of City called to invite First Prince to the charity auction in the evening. Also, the Ali Enterprises just called and said that Young Master had a fever again."
"Got it. I'll be right back." Zayn frowned. After the secretary went out, Jin poured a glass of water for Zayn. "First Prince, don't worry. There are full-time doctors in the Ali Enterprises. Young Master just brought a divorce from his mother's womb. He's still young. He's almost there."
Zayn sighed and pinched the space between his eyebrows.
Kate had a heart attack in the early years. Later, she was pregnant when she was about to recover. Although she was born safely, it was unknown whether it was because Kate had a heart attack before that Maxwell was born with a poor physical quality.
For example, colds, fevers, and pollen were easy to be infected.
"Tomorrow is Maxwell's birthday, isn't it?" Zayn opened his eyes.
Jin immediately flipped through the calendar and said with a smile, "Yes, Your Highness, I didn't expect you to remember it!"
"Let's go back to the auction center. I'll go to the charity auction in the evening. I'll buy something suitable for Maxwell as a birthday gift." Zayn stood up and put his mobile phone, cigarette, and car key into his trousers pocket. "I'll go to the hospital to see Maxwell. I'll go to the auction house in the evening."
"Okay, good-bye, Your Highness." Jin saw Zayn off and left the office.
Looking at the closed office door, Jin heaved a sigh of relief and smiled again.
No matter what kind of person Mr. Ali used to be, he was indeed a good man and a good father now. From the point of view of remembering his son's birthday all the time, not all men could do it!
At seven o'clock in the evening, Zayn visited Maxwell in the hospital. He checked the time on his watch and stood up.
"Lie down obediently. Grandma will go home and boil it. She will come soon." Zayn placed his hand on Maxwell's black satin-like hair and said in a warm voice, "There is an auction tonight. I will go there first."
"Daddy, it's my birthday tomorrow. Can't you spend more time with me?" Maxwell looked at her father with her big black eyes. He was wearing small-sized children's pajamas and was sitting on the hospital bed obediently.
Even if he begged his father to stay, he didn't seem to force it. He just said it casually.
He was too gentle. He never forced anyone or cried.
Although he was only five years old.
"Who said I don't want to accompany you?" Zayn stroked his hair. "I have already told Jin that I will take a day off tomorrow. I won't go anywhere. I will come to the hospital to accompany you."
"Really?" Maxwell looked up at him.
"Of course." Zayn said.
Maxwell didn't say anything.
But in his heart, he thought that his father was just talking about it. Usually, he would accompany him. Once something happened in the company, he would leave immediately and let the servants or nannies at home accompany him.
"What's wrong?" Zayn, who was going to leave, looked at his son and frowned.
"Grandma, why do you want to go back and cook soup?" Maxwell asked, "Didn't Grandma say that people from wealthy families don't need to learn to do housework or cook? We just need to work hard to improve ourselves, create a bigger business base, and support more families and employees of the company. That's enough."
Zayn leaned down and looked at his little face. "In theory, it's true, but it's not a bad thing to learn something else. Maxwell, like grandma, of course she doesn't need to cook. But she just thinks that if she makes the soup herself, maybe you will get better soon after drinking it."
"But that's impossible. Daddy, I'm sick." Maxwell blinked gently and said, "I need to take medicine and get an injection."
"But grandma just thinks that you are sick. She has to do something." Zayn touched his son's forehead. "Do you understand?"
Maxwell slowly nodded her head.
"For you, Grandma, who has never cooked in her life, went to learn how to cook soup, so we learned more things for ourselves and for the people around us." Zayn patiently said to his son, "In fact, Grandma also wants to see you in the hospital, but she is too old to spend the night in the hospital. She should come with me tomorrow."
"Yes, I got it," Maxwell replied.
"Good girl, I'll go first. You lie down and wait for grandma to come." Zayn looked at the watch again. Before he came to the hospital, he had changed into a suit and a new shirt and tie. Rolex's luxury watch showed his nobility and status in the upper class when he raised his hand.
"Okay." Maxwell nodded.
"Take care of him carefully. Don't let him catch a cold. If anything happens, I will let you ask." Zayn warned the two guards before leaving
"Don't worry, Mr. Ali," the two guards replied cautiously.
Zayn left the sick room. Behind him, Maxwell poked her head out and said, "Goodbye, Dad."
When Zayn closed the door, he looked back at him and smiled and nodded.
After getting out of the hospital building, Jin had driven the car to the gate of the building to pick him up.
"Your Highness, is Young Master okay?" Jin also changed into a suit for the charity party. He went to the back to open the door for Zayn and accompanied him to the charity auction.
After getting in the car, Zayn breathed a sigh of relief. "He's in good spirits. My mom went back to cook soup for him."
Jin smiled as he drove. "That's good. It means that it's not a big deal if you're in good spirits. In fact, other children won't stay in the hospital if they have a fever. At most, they'll get an injection and take medicine to cool down their bodies. It's because the old lady and Madam are too worried that they have to be sent to the hospital for observation. Now Madam is going back to cook soup?"
"Yes."
Zayn lowered the car window halfway and lit a cigarette.
"Madam is being considerate," said Jin. "Last time when Young Master was ill, she went to learn how to cook soup. This time, she went back and did it herself."
"Anyway, my mother is fine now." Zayn puffed out a puff of smoke. "She has already removed her position as an adviser of Ali Enterprises. She usually goes shopping and drinks afternoon tea with other madams at home and asked her to go abroad for a vacation. She said that she couldn't bear to part with Maxwell."
"The elders are all like this. They have to look after their grandchildren when they are old." Jin said, "I think the old lady is even more worried. This is her favorite great-grandson."
Zayn did not speak. The smoke floated in front of him, and he looked out of the window with his black eyes.
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