Billionaire's Reborn Baby
Chapter 1002 Tranquility (1)

Emma's ward finally merged with Janessa's ward. Jaquan called and booked a luxurious ward with three accompanying beds.

The living room was very big, and there were two bathrooms on both sides of the east and west, and there was a huge TV cabinet and a long sofa in the middle, two coffee tables, and six chairs.

Randy was the last one to arrive. Ever since Carl passed away, he had been depressed and rarely joked around with others. Recently, the Seven Young Masters' team was going to compete. He spent everyday training with his team members on the base.

"Randy? Why are you so skinny?" Janessa almost couldn't recognize him when he pushed the door open.

Randy was in a much better state than the days when Carl passed away. It was just that he had never had an appetite for food. His entire body had become thinner due to his lack of appetite. The face that he had once been proud of was now filled with an ancient flavor.

"You're a lot fatter," Randy said to Janessa. Then he stuffed the red envelope in his hand into the baby wrapped in the quilt. The child was sleeping with his eyes closed and could not be identified. He stared at it for a moment and then walked to Emma.

Bernice and the Korbin, Dorothy, and Roger were surrounding the little Princess. Randy could not see what the little Princess looked like, so he had to give the red envelope to Jaquan.

Jaquan took the red envelope and slapped Randy on the back. "Eat more. Look at how thin you are."

Emma also said a few words of concern.

They chatted for a while before Randy looked away and looked in the direction of the sofa.

Lord Top had come with Noah and the others and had long been sitting by the sofa, seriously listening to Cynthia's "Nurturing Experience" with Christy.

When Randy came in, Lord Top looked up. The two of them had not been in contact much during this period of time. Even though Lord Top had already started his summer vacation, she still read until very late every night. It was Friday. The two of them chatted through the video. It had been a long time since the two of them had met.

Randy walked to the side of Lord Top, held her hand, and then greeted Cynthia and her elders.

"Have you eaten?" Lord Top asked.

Randy shook his head.

Lord Top politely smiled at Cynthia and the others. After greeting Emma and Janessa, she brought Randy out.

"Is Emma's family not here?" Randy asked.

"Here." There was a faint smile on the corners of Lord Top's mouth, "Some patients were shocked when they saw it, thinking that they were some terrorist organization, so they now..."

She suddenly stopped and pointed to a group of people dressed in fancy and colorful clothes walking in front of her. "They ... are here now."

Randy glanced at them and could not help but laugh.

Deon was dressed in black. The people behind him had all changed into tight T-shirts. There were all kinds of patterns on the T-shirts, but many of them had tattoos on their arms. Looking from afar, they seemed to have changed from a terrorist organization to local ruffians. Many nurses had secretly taken out their phones and were ready to call the police.

Probably because he was in a hurry to visit his granddaughter, Deon did not notice Randy and Lord Top. He led people to pass Randy.

"Where's the boss?" Randy asked after walking out of the hospital.

"He has already gone back." Lord Top said.

"Then you ... aren't going back tonight?" Randy looked at her.

Lord Top turned his head to look at him and asked, "Can I live in your place?."

Randy opened his arms and hugged her. He buried the tip of his nose in her neck and took a deep breath. "Of course."

The two entered the porridge shop and ordered a lot of stomach-nourishing porridge and a small wonton.

In the past few months, Randy's schedule had been in disorder and his diet was irregular. At night, he would occasionally have stomach pain. After taking medicine for more than half a month, he had already seen much better. However, Lord Top would always remind him to eat porridge or directly contact his team members to help him order the porridge. She wanted to use the food therapy to help him nourish his stomach, but after all, there was a distance between them. Every time the team members secretly sent a message to her and said that the captain only ate a little, her heart would surge with emotions called heartache.

"Just this?" Randy poked at the small wonton in the bowl and asked.

Lord Top looked at him, "What do you want to eat?."

Randy smiled but did not speak.

He used to love laughing, but he rarely smiled recently.

"If you are hungry tonight, I will make the meals for you." Lord Top said.

Although she went downstairs to eat at Christy's house every time, it was not because she could not cook, but because she felt it was a waste of time to cook. She could read a few more pages when she had the time.

"Then, shall we go to the supermarket later?" Randy smiled.

"Okay."

After the two of them finished eating, they held hands and went to the supermarket.

The appearance of Lord Top was very similar to that of the boys, so there were constantly passers-by looking at them along the way, and many girls screamed in low voices when they saw them.

Lord Top didn't care about those gazes and just led Randy to the cold cabinet area to pick the ingredients.

When the bill was paid, Randy took a box of things from the shelf next to the silver.

Lord Top took a look and suddenly said, "I will start to learn it next month."