Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
âSis, did you have your lunch yet? Should I have the chef make you something?â
More than showing concern, Ji Jianing acted as if she was doing charity.
âThereâs no need. Iâve already eaten.â Ji Weixi smiled through gritted teeth.
Li Shaoling was simply inhuman. What superior forces their subordinate to watch them eat?
He must be crazy, and it was utter torture that she had not had her lunch yet.
Then, in the next split second...
Grumbleâ
Ji Weixi wanted to die right then; she felt slapped resoundingly.
âDear stomach. Couldnât you have held out a little?â
However, reluctant to be reduced to a laughing stock in front of Ji Jianing, she calmly said, âMy digestive system has been too efficient lately.â
âHehââ
A grin appeared over Li Shaolingâs lips.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
That smile...
Devilishness hiding composure, and a little sneer?
Nonetheless, it lasted only for a second.
He suddenly rose to his feet and strode away.
âShaoling!â Watching his back as he left, Ji Jianing sighed. âSis, donât be too hard on himâShaolingâs just the way he is. Thatâs how he treats everyone except me.â
Ji Weixi rolled her eyes.
Who was being hard on him? And who was even talking to you?
âSluts lead a happy life.â Ji Weixi told her, her high-heels clicking as she left.
âYouââ Ji Jianing exploded, but quickly looked around.
If anyone else saw her behaving like that, her image would be ruined.
Hastily tidying her hair, she went to the presidentâs office.
However, she found that it was locked when she grabbed the door handle.
âShaoling?â Ji Jianing called, rapping the door and quickly becoming tearful as she noticed no movement inside. âShaoling? What have I done wrong?â
âShaoling... Shaoling, please donât ignore me... Shaoââ
âGet lost!â Li Shaoling yelled abruptly, and Ji Jianing was stunned into silence.
Why was he throwing a fit again? Who could have stepped on his toes?
***
Both Jiayu and Tian Miaomiaoâs stomachs were bulging with food when Ji Weixi returned.
âMommy, are you having an upset stomach? Youâve been gone for some time at the toilet.â
The tot glanced sadly at her food which had no warmth left. âYour food is cold now.â
âIâm skipping lunch. Itâs fine.â Ji Weixi told him reassuringly and patted his head.
âThat wonât do. How could you go without food?â The child said and grabbed Tian Miaomiaoâs mobile phone, ready to order something else.
Tian Miaomiao quickly snatched it back and shielded it as if it was treasure. âIâm broke. Use your mommyâs phone if you want to order something.â
She still needed the dough to buy a husband after all.
âMiaomiao, youâre not getting a boyfriend if you behave like this.â Jiayu retorted with quiet contempt. âMoreover, all your money is salary from Mommy, so itâs basically her money. Why bother?â
Such a prodigy of logic.
Surprisingly, Tian Miaomiao was tilting her head and considering that idea seriously. âYouâre right,â she then said. âGo ahead!â
As Ji Weixi watched her boy work his magic, she found him ever so remarkably resembling Li Shaoling.
That brow, that air of mischief... it was as if they were cut from the same fabric.
Could it be that some other woman had a baby with Li Shaoling, only for Ji Weixi to mistakenly claim him at the hospital...
As Ji Weixiâs imagination ran wild, someone knocked on the office door.
Jiang Cong entered, carrying a thermal lunch box.
âMiss Ji, your lunch with compliments from President Li.â
Ji Weixi, having a drink, choked most spectacularly in response.
âGo away! My Mommy doesnât need your charity!â The little tot shoved Jiang Cong, showing an exuberance that none could ignore despite his young age.
Jiang Cong was left stunned then.
He knew Ji Weixi had a child. He just did not expect the boy to resemble his boss so much!