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"Carry him away, I don't want to see him."
Though weak, Lan Xin'en shouted defiantly as she was still in the delivery room, refusing to look at the small baby the nurse kindly brought over.
She couldn't look, absolutely couldn't; once she did, her resolve would surely waver.
"But..." The nurse was a bit perplexed.
"I'm tired, I don't want to see him, I'm so tired!"
Had she made the right choice or the wrong one? She dared not ponder this question, nor did she want to think too much about it. She could only wait for time to judge whether her decision was right or wrong step by step.
Right? Wrong? She didn't know, at least not yet.
Gazing at Zhong Li Fan, who had fallen asleep while still clutching her sleeve, she felt an undeniable attachment to this child. A smile naturally formed on her lips.
Was this a feeling of happiness?
She couldn't quite determine what this feeling was, but at least she didn't dislike it; in fact, she found it quite pleasant. However, she truly had no idea that she could be such a patient person, spending an entire night telling fairy tales to a little one.
Looking out the window, she guessed it must be around six o'clock now, and she was preparing to get up.
Ah! Today she had to discuss some details of a contract with Changliu Enterprises; there was no way around it. Plus, she needed to meet with Lin Guangying...
Why had everything suddenly piled up together like this?
It had been a long time since she felt this annoyed.
Zhong Li Ming Jie not only returned inexplicably but also brought Zhong Li Fan with him...
No, it was that little rascal who ran over first, and now there was an additional Lin Guangying. Heaven must be deliberately messing with her, probably thinking she had been enjoying life for too long and needed to face a series of challenges to truly "taste" it.
This wasn't how one should hone their character.
She disliked having a bunch of things suddenly thrown at her. Her stress tolerance wasn't that strong, and if things just stagnated like this, she had no idea how much longer she could hold on.
It would be best if Zhong Li Ming Jie quickly took Zhong Li Fan back to England and returned her peaceful days, without bothering her anymore.
If that were the case, the problem would naturally resolve itself; she just feared that fate wouldn't align with her wishes.
With a hint of self-pity, she sighed softly and slowly got up, trying not to disturb the peacefully sleeping Zhong Li Fan. However, she soon realized he was tightly gripping the corner of her sleeve. It was already uncomfortable enough wearing a suit all night; did this little rascal still refuse to let her go?
"Really!" She chuckled lightly, resigned to her fate as she removed her jacket and tiptoed into the bathroom to freshen up before heading to work.
After quickly washing up, she wrapped herself in a towel and walked into the bedroom. She opened the closet to grab the outfit she planned to wear today, but when she turned around, she collided with a wall of flesh, nearly toppling over.
"You..." How did he get in here?
Her eyes widened in surprise as she noticed his gaze was anything but restrained, unabashedly fixed on her. She felt an inexplicable awkwardness wash over her.
"Are you ready for breakfast?" His voice sounded slightly hoarse, his enchanting eyes still locked on the expanse of her neck, where her skin glowed like snow.
"No thanks, you should go out." Couldn’t he see that she was trying to get dressed?
"Do you want to get dressed?"
"Of course." Wasn't that obvious?
"Oh!" He murmured, raising an eyebrow and nodding slightly, yet he showed no intention of leaving immediately. Instead, he turned his gaze toward the adorable figure on the bed. "Then I'll take Xiao Fan out."
This father had spent the night alone outside, while his son was fortunate enough to have a loving mother providing warmth for the night, without any entanglements of personal feelings or interests. How unfair was that? His son could even be a rival in love, so he wouldn't give him any extra chances to get close to her.
Sigh! He would never guess that the father-son conflict was all because of her.
"Hey!" Seeing him actually walking toward the bed, she couldn't help but grab his arm. "What are you doing? Xiao Fan is still sleeping!"
What kind of father was this? Knowing full well that their son was asleep, why would he want to take him out?
"Because you want to get dressed, so I need to take him out," Zhong Li Ming Jie said as if it made perfect sense, and with a smile on his face, he looked completely innocent.
"Why?" What kind of reasoning was that?
"Because I won't let any man other than myself see your naked body. It's as simple as that." He spoke seriously, showing no sign of joking.
He knew how ridiculous this sounded, but perhaps it was just the madness of love that had taken hold of him.
After ten years of waiting, even a normal man would go crazy for love; not to mention someone like him, who had navigated the world of romance for so long yet was experiencing true love for the first time.
"You..." Her face felt hot, and her ears were burning too. She truly admired how he could say such things without even blushing. "Stop messing around! You go out and let Xiao Fan sleep here; don't wake him up."
Crazy! She didn't want to deal with him.
"I won't go out either," he said, casually climbing onto the bed and finding a comfortable position with a perfect view.
"You... what on earth did you take?" she exclaimed. "Just go out!"
He knew she had to work soon, so was he deliberately causing trouble for her? Was he trying to prevent her from seeing Lin Guangying?
What did it matter if she saw Lin Guangying? He was being ridiculous.
"If you keep shouting, Xiao Fan will wake up," he said with a sly grin. He relished the feeling of having the upper hand, usually it was her threatening him. Who would have thought he would find an opportunity to turn the tables? It would be a waste not to take advantage of it.
"If you go out, I won't shout," she bargained. No way was he going to give in.
"Then I'll take Xiao Fan with me." Seeing a beautiful woman emerging from the bath was certainly a treat; but if he couldn't, that was fine too—he had all the time in the world to wait. He rolled over and gently shook Zhong Li Fan. "Xiao Fan, if you don't get up soon, Daddy is going to kiss you."
"Hey, why are you like this?" Lan Xin'en said, annoyed as she rushed forward to prevent him from waking their son. Unbeknownst to her, the towel wrapped around her was not secured tightly, and with a tug, it slipped right off in front of Zhong Li Ming Jie, revealing her delicate skin freshly emerged from the bath, leaving him speechless.
"Ah—"
Lan Xin'en awkwardly grabbed at the towel to cover herself, her face flushed with embarrassment as she dared not look at him. "You saw..."
He definitely saw. After giving birth to Xiao Fan, while her figure hadn't changed too much, she believed she could never compare to the young blonde beauties of England.
She was nearing thirty and certainly no longer young.
She knew there was no need to compare herself to Western women, but she couldn't help that mindset; it was impossible not to compare.
He stared intently at her and said in a low voice, "Crystal clear." And he couldn't bear to blink.
The fair skin was tinged with a rosy blush, and the soft curves floated before his eyes, making him feel like a reckless young fool, barely able to control his desires.
“Get out!” Her flustered response only fueled her embarrassment and anger.
“Keep your voice down, or you’ll really wake Xiao Fan up!”
“Aren’t you going to carry him out? What does it matter if he wakes up?” She was genuinely upset.
“Well, that’s…” Was he joking? How could he have known she was someone so easily flustered?
“Daddy?”
Zhong Li Ming Jie turned around to see his son sitting up with his round, sleepy eyes, rubbing them in confusion. He quickly covered the boy's eyes with his hands and scooped him up, escaping the scene of impending disaster.
Lan Xin'en heard the door close and shyly lifted her flushed face, frustrated as she hurriedly changed her clothes and sat dejectedly on the edge of the bed.
“Breakfast is ready.”
She hesitated, contemplating whether to open the door. She feared that if she went downstairs, she would die of embarrassment; yet if she stayed upstairs, thinking about the contract she had to sign today, she knew she had to go to the office.
As soon as she stepped down, she saw that infuriating man standing by the stairs with a charming smile, reaching out his hand to guide her down.
She paused on the last step, glaring at him for a long moment before deliberately ignoring him and walking straight into the living room. Just as she settled onto the sofa, an unexpected small object collided with her, causing her to wince in pain and struggle to make a sound.
“Mommy, it’s time for breakfast.”
Listen to how sweetly he called her! Even someone as indifferent as she was felt herself melting under his charm.
"Mommy isn't hungry." She had fully accepted this identity.
Could she not accept it? Now that her son knew everything, could she really harden her heart and refuse? She wasn't so heartless as to ignore her son.
"But Daddy said that after Mommy finishes breakfast, he will take us out to play." He was very much looking forward to it. "Mommy, I rarely get to go out with Daddy, but today I can go out with both Mommy and Daddy. I'm so happy!"
He flashed a sweet smile that could melt anyone's heart, leaving Lan Xin'en stunned.
"Going out to play?" She looked up and saw Zhong Li Ming Jie’s sly grin.
Was he doing this on purpose?
"Yes! So Mommy needs to hurry up and eat breakfast. We need to set off soon." Sigh, who would have thought the first woman he took a liking to would be his own mommy? Life was full of surprises; but it didn’t matter, finding a mommy was a good thing.
He just didn’t understand why Mommy didn’t live with Daddy. Mommy had said a lot yesterday, but he only half understood. However, he could guess that the problem lay with Daddy.
But Daddy said he wanted to take Mommy back to England, or at least live together here, so of course he had to help, right?
"I..." She had a contract to sign today, and it was an important one.
"Hurry up, hurry up!"
Zhong Li Fan didn’t care about any of that. He pushed her along without waiting for her response. He was determined to help Daddy take Mommy back to England; otherwise, he wouldn’t have a mommy to spoil anymore.
Having a mommy was wonderful. She would smile sweetly and hold him while he slept—nothing like Daddy, who was so annoying. So he decided that he wanted Mommy to come back with them or at least live here together.
Even if it meant using any means necessary, he was willing to do whatever it took.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
After being forced to swallow two slices of toast, Lan Xin'en was pushed back into her bedroom.
"We're going out to have some fun, so of course we need to change into something more comfortable. And let’s do something with your hair..." Zhong Li Ming Jie skillfully untied her bun, and her long hair cascaded down like a waterfall.
"Letting your hair down feels much more comfortable, doesn’t it?"
"You...," she thought he was just teasing her because she had a doll-like face and had intentionally tied her hair up. How dare he ask her to let it down! "Don't go too far."
She couldn't let Xiao Fan pressure her; her patience had its limits.
"I like your hair," Zhong Li Ming Jie completely ignored her seemingly playful threat and leaned closer, inhaling the faint fragrance of her hair.
"Don't get so close." Her heart skipped a beat, and she quickly stepped aside.
What did he want from her? Just spare her!
"Hurry up and change your clothes, or do you want me to help you?" Zhong Li Ming Jie waved a white blouse and pure white jeans in front of her. "Or should I go tell Xiao Fan...?"
"Give them to me!" Lan Xin'en angrily snatched the clothes from his hands, too frustrated to even ask where he got them. As she examined the outfit, she noticed him leaning against the doorframe, seemingly unwilling to leave. "Get out!"
"I thought you might need some help." He pouted, looking innocent.
"Get out!" Did he think she was going to wear a qipao or a kimono?
"Don't push me too far!"
***
"Hey, let me tell you, the contract we're signing with Changliu Enterprises today is crucial. It concerns Beiheng's entire operations for the second half of the year, and I can't just leave it unattended."
She had been kidnapped!
The mastermind was Zhong Li Ming Jie, the true president of Beiheng Group, and the accomplice was his son, Zhong Li Fan. At that moment, she was tied up in the passenger seat, unable to move, and without her phone, leaving her unable to contact anyone to delay this situation.
"So what?" Zhong Li Ming Jie raised an eyebrow, completely unconcerned.
How much was a contract worth? Was it worth ten years of his youth? Was it worth the loneliness he had endured for a decade?
"What do you mean, so what?" She could hardly believe how casual he was! "Do you realize that if this contract isn't signed, it will affect our operations for the second half of the year? If the company ends up making less profit because of this, how many more problems will arise from this vicious cycle? It's a good thing you didn't take over Think Tank; otherwise, Beiheng would eventually be ruined by you."
"Let it be ruined; I don't care," he replied with a tone that reeked of a spoiled rich kid.
What was the point of keeping a company that would compete for his beloved? It would be better to let it close down. But he was also afraid; without such a company to anchor her, he had no idea where she might run off to. So after thinking it over, at least keeping her in one place allowed him to maintain some control.
"You—" She rolled her eyes, truly at a loss for words. "If you don't care at all, what can I say as the Acting President? Just know that this mess from the audit is your responsibility to deal with; I'm not involved anymore."
He was like an emperor who wasn't anxious while his eunuchs were in a panic; why should she torture herself?
"It's rare for us to go out as a family together; don't put on such a sour face! Xiao Fan is right behind us!" Zhong Li Ming Jie said with a cheerful smile as he drove toward the suburbs.
"Who is... a family?"
Lan Xin'en hesitated to voice her thoughts, fearing it would only hurt her son again. With a mother like her, irresponsible and careless, the child was already unfortunate enough. If she were to argue with Zhong Li Ming Jie again, how was she any different from her own parents?
She wouldn’t allow herself to make such a mistake. Absolutely not!
She glanced back at her son, who was curiously gazing out the window at the scenery. With a sigh, she asked softly, “So, where are we going?” At the very least, he should tell her the destination!
“I don’t go by ‘hey’,” he replied, clearly annoyed that she didn’t use his name.
“Mommy, Daddy’s name is Zhong Li Ming Jie,” Zhong Li Fan kindly reminded her, worried that she might forget, just like his father often did.
“Ling… what a complicated name!”
She didn’t want to call him that, but her son’s earnest gaze compelled her to relent.
“Hmm?” Zhong Li Ming Jie raised an eyebrow and smiled mischievously.
At that moment, he began to feel grateful for his dear son.
“Ling… Jie, where are we going?” She decided to just go for it.
“To a place where no one will disturb us!” He was quite pleased with this form of address. But since everything was just beginning, he could wait.
He had promised he would wait for her, unless she decided not to have him wait.
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