Suddenly, both of them fell quiet.
Embarrassed from his stare, Ji Weixi tried to leave.
He caught her and said slowly, “I want to kiss you.”
He was not satisfied with the kiss last night, even left sleepless.
Ji Weixi glared at him. “I’ll hit you.”
“Hit me then.” Li Shaoling’s gaze was pained. “You won’t find a better man if I die.”
It was as if he’s the best!
“I’m off to work.” Ji Weixi was afraid to even look him in the eye and hurried away.
Li Shaoling watched as she left, with sadness appearing beyond his eyes just for a moment.
Was she not going to forgive him?
Returning to his seat behind the desk, he made a call.
Jiang Cong quickly entered his office. “Anything, boss?”
Li Shaoling leaned into his chair lazily, and coldly asked, “What should I do if a woman is angry?”
“Huh?” Jiang Cong was left stunned for a minute because he never expected Li Shaoling to ask something like that.
“Uh, well… sweet-talk her, of course.”
“How?”
Jiang Cong was stunned again. Was the boss going to sweet-talk Miss Ji?
He scratched his head and said hesitantly, “Hmm… send flowers, take her out to dinner or a movie…?”
Li Shaoling’s face darkened then. “If memory serves, you are single, right?”
He must have gone crazy to ask a single man.
“…Yes.” Jiang Cong replied.
‘What, belittling singles now? Is having a wife and son so great!?’
He was single since he was born until now, and he was proud of it!
Meanwhile, Li Shaoling rubbed between his eyebrows and waved him off dismissively. “Go.”
It would have been better to Baidu.
Hence, he quickly typed ‘how to sweet-talk women’ into the Baidu search engine.
When he clicked on the most trending result, a software download popup titled ‘Your Love Expert’ appeared.
Download!
When that was done and he turned it on, the page introduced a shipload of love experts.
The cheapest inquiry cost 98 dollars, while the most expensive was 1999, which introduced himself as the Master of Regaining Lost Love.
Li Shaoling paid up, and a chat window popped up.
***
Expert: Greetings. Please describe your problem.
Li Shaoling: She’s angry because I kissed her.
Expert: Can you describe your relationship?
Li Shaoling: She’s my wife.
Expert: …isn’t it normal for spouses to kiss?
Li Shaoling: She’s not normal.
Li Shaoling: And our child is already four years old.
Expert: Are you sure the child is yours?
***
Li Shaoling’s face sank right then.
What did that mean? Was he cucked?
F*ck off!
He deleted the software without another word.
Not only was his money spent for nothing, he was left really irritated.
***
After Ji Weixi was finished with work, she handed some templates to Tian Miaomiao. “Pass this to the design department. Tell them that there are no issues with the product, and that they can get the factory to start work.”
Tian Miaomiao nodded. “Alright. Going right now.”
Ji Weixi then tidied up and got to her feet. “I’m off, go home when you’re finished too.”
Tian Miaomiao’s had a mysterious look then. “Rushing home to see President Li? Hadn’t had enough in the office?”
Ji Weixi rolled her eyes. “I’m going to visit Mo Nanfeng’s father.”
In fact, she could not stop herself from crying whenever she remembered Mo Bin.
“Then hurry up, Xixi,” Tian Miaomiao said. “Just remember to stay away from that Mo Nanfeng, there’s no telling whether that scumbag would try to take advantage of you.”
The little one tapped his chest and declared with his childlike voice, “Relax. He won’t get to bully Mommy as long as I’m around!”
Tian Miamiao really wanted to say ‘don’t you know that Mo Nanfeng could send your little body flying with one kick’, but kept quiet after some thought.
The kid was just like his father, putting anyone they disliked on the spot and could give an almighty scolding.
Ji Weixi held his hand and took the elevator, and found a rather conspicuous man when they reached the carpark.
Li Shaoling was leaning on a blue Bugatti Veyron, his black hair tamely kept beside his temples. He stood with his long legs askew, his jacket hanging over his shoulder while his dark blue shirt accentuated his form.
He was the type of man who appeared slim clothed and muscular undressed, and his every little movement would make a photograph cover.
Good-looking men were certainly a beautiful sight for all women, even if they were picking their nose.
“Daddy!” The little one quickly let go of Ji Weixi’s hand and ran up to Li Shaoling, looking up with his small head. “Are you going home with us tonight?”
Li Shaoling looked at him and quietly said, “Your Mommy forbids me.”
The little one wanted to sweet-talk Ji Weixi into it and have her relent, but quickly kept quiet when he remembered her outburst yesterday.
Li Shaoling then turned to her, gesturing when he found that she was staying motionless. “Come.”
Ji Weixi did not want to do that, but somehow her feet seemed to disobey her and walked up to him.
Gathering her into his arms, he asked with uncontainable tenderness, “Where do you want to go? Can I give you a ride?”
He was actually talking as if it was negotiable.
Ji Weixi knew how hard it was for people of his characters to keep themselves humble and polite. If she did not give face even now, it was basically not knowing what’s good for herself.
Even when she took last night’s kiss into account.
“I’m going to visit Mo Nanfeng’s father.” She calmly said.
Seeing that she was not as stubborn as she was in the morning, Li Shaoling smiled. “I’ll take you there.”
Ji Weixi nodded and led the little one into the car.
Then, when Li Shaoling moved closer, Ji Weixi stopped him, pressing both hands on his chest.
“No kissing!”
“Why?” He frowned, upset.
***
The car stopped.
As Ji Weixi led the little one off, she suddenly paused and turned to find Li Shaoling’s stare fixed on her.
Take me with you! His face seemed to say.
As such, as if compelled to do so, Ji Weixi asked, “Do… you want to come with me?”
He turned off the car engine, got out and closed the door in one swift stroke, leaving Ji Weixi speechless.
She glanced around at the nearby fruit shops, and remembered that Mo Bin loved oranges.
“I’m going to buy something,” she told him.
At the shop, she carefully picked through each orange.
Her tears flowed more rapidly with each one she had chosen, with each tiny drop splashing on the oranges.
Li Shaoling gave her a hug from behind, coaxing, “Good girl. Don’t cry.”
JI Weixi started to bawl instead, and Li Shaoling turned her around, panickily and stiffly rubbing off her tears.
To the point that it hurt her face.
‘Damn it, is this woman made of water!? She loves to cry so much!’
“Stop crying, please?” Li Shaoling said, at once helpless and pained. “I want to kill someone if you cry.”
Suddenly, both of them fell quiet.
Embarrassed from his stare, Ji Weixi tried to leave.
He caught her and said slowly, “I want to kiss you.”
He was not satisfied with the kiss last night, even left sleepless.
Ji Weixi glared at him. “I’ll hit you.”
“Hit me then.” Li Shaoling’s gaze was pained. “You won’t find a better man if I die.”
It was as if he’s the best!
“I’m off to work.” Ji Weixi was afraid to even look him in the eye and hurried away.
Li Shaoling watched as she left, with sadness appearing beyond his eyes just for a moment.
Was she not going to forgive him?
Returning to his seat behind the desk, he made a call.
Jiang Cong quickly entered his office. “Anything, boss?”
Li Shaoling leaned into his chair lazily, and coldly asked, “What should I do if a woman is angry?”
“Huh?” Jiang Cong was left stunned for a minute because he never expected Li Shaoling to ask something like that.
“Uh, well… sweet-talk her, of course.”
“How?”
Jiang Cong was stunned again. Was the boss going to sweet-talk Miss Ji?
He scratched his head and said hesitantly, “Hmm… send flowers, take her out to dinner or a movie…?”
Li Shaoling’s face darkened then. “If memory serves, you are single, right?”
He must have gone crazy to ask a single man.
“…Yes.” Jiang Cong replied.
‘What, belittling singles now? Is having a wife and son so great!?’
He was single since he was born until now, and he was proud of it!
Meanwhile, Li Shaoling rubbed between his eyebrows and waved him off dismissively. “Go.”
It would have been better to Baidu.
Hence, he quickly typed ‘how to sweet-talk women’ into the Baidu search engine.
When he clicked on the most trending result, a software download popup titled ‘Your Love Expert’ appeared.
Download!
When that was done and he turned it on, the page introduced a shipload of love experts.
The cheapest inquiry cost 98 dollars, while the most expensive was 1999, which introduced himself as the Master of Regaining Lost Love.
Li Shaoling paid up, and a chat window popped up.
***
Expert: Greetings. Please describe your problem.
Li Shaoling: She’s angry because I kissed her.
Expert: Can you describe your relationship?
Li Shaoling: She’s my wife.
Expert: …isn’t it normal for spouses to kiss?
Li Shaoling: She’s not normal.
Li Shaoling: And our child is already four years old.
Expert: Are you sure the child is yours?
***
Li Shaoling’s face sank right then.
What did that mean? Was he cucked?
F*ck off!
He deleted the software without another word.
Not only was his money spent for nothing, he was left really irritated.
***
After Ji Weixi was finished with work, she handed some templates to Tian Miaomiao. “Pass this to the design department. Tell them that there are no issues with the product, and that they can get the factory to start work.”
Tian Miaomiao nodded. “Alright. Going right now.”
Ji Weixi then tidied up and got to her feet. “I’m off, go home when you’re finished too.”
Tian Miaomiao’s had a mysterious look then. “Rushing home to see President Li? Hadn’t had enough in the office?”
Ji Weixi rolled her eyes. “I’m going to visit Mo Nanfeng’s father.”
In fact, she could not stop herself from crying whenever she remembered Mo Bin.
“Then hurry up, Xixi,” Tian Miaomiao said. “Just remember to stay away from that Mo Nanfeng, there’s no telling whether that scumbag would try to take advantage of you.”
The little one tapped his chest and declared with his childlike voice, “Relax. He won’t get to bully Mommy as long as I’m around!”
Tian Miamiao really wanted to say ‘don’t you know that Mo Nanfeng could send your little body flying with one kick’, but kept quiet after some thought.
The kid was just like his father, putting anyone they disliked on the spot and could give an almighty scolding.
Ji Weixi held his hand and took the elevator, and found a rather conspicuous man when they reached the carpark.
Li Shaoling was leaning on a blue Bugatti Veyron, his black hair tamely kept beside his temples. He stood with his long legs askew, his jacket hanging over his shoulder while his dark blue shirt accentuated his form.
He was the type of man who appeared slim clothed and muscular undressed, and his every little movement would make a photograph cover.
Good-looking men were certainly a beautiful sight for all women, even if they were picking their nose.
“Daddy!” The little one quickly let go of Ji Weixi’s hand and ran up to Li Shaoling, looking up with his small head. “Are you going home with us tonight?”
Li Shaoling looked at him and quietly said, “Your Mommy forbids me.”
The little one wanted to sweet-talk Ji Weixi into it and have her relent, but quickly kept quiet when he remembered her outburst yesterday.
Li Shaoling then turned to her, gesturing when he found that she was staying motionless. “Come.”
Ji Weixi did not want to do that, but somehow her feet seemed to disobey her and walked up to him.
Gathering her into his arms, he asked with uncontainable tenderness, “Where do you want to go? Can I give you a ride?”
He was actually talking as if it was negotiable.
Ji Weixi knew how hard it was for people of his characters to keep themselves humble and polite. If she did not give face even now, it was basically not knowing what’s good for herself.
Even when she took last night’s kiss into account.
“I’m going to visit Mo Nanfeng’s father.” She calmly said.
Seeing that she was not as stubborn as she was in the morning, Li Shaoling smiled. “I’ll take you there.”
Ji Weixi nodded and led the little one into the car.
Then, when Li Shaoling moved closer, Ji Weixi stopped him, pressing both hands on his chest.
“No kissing!”
“Why?” He frowned, upset.
***
The car stopped.
As Ji Weixi led the little one off, she suddenly paused and turned to find Li Shaoling’s stare fixed on her.
Take me with you! His face seemed to say.
As such, as if compelled to do so, Ji Weixi asked, “Do… you want to come with me?”
He turned off the car engine, got out and closed the door in one swift stroke, leaving Ji Weixi speechless.
She glanced around at the nearby fruit shops, and remembered that Mo Bin loved oranges.
“I’m going to buy something,” she told him.
At the shop, she carefully picked through each orange.
Her tears flowed more rapidly with each one she had chosen, with each tiny drop splashing on the oranges.
Li Shaoling gave her a hug from behind, coaxing, “Good girl. Don’t cry.”
JI Weixi started to bawl instead, and Li Shaoling turned her around, panickily and stiffly rubbing off her tears.
To the point that it hurt her face.
‘Damn it, is this woman made of water!? She loves to cry so much!’
“Stop crying, please?” Li Shaoling said, at once helpless and pained. “I want to kill someone if you cry.”
