âHa ha!â
Yan Hua smiles and touches the head of her chubby son, then points to Lang Ruoxian and says, âHe is not your mommy but your uncle.â
âMommy!â Gungun rubs against the arms of Yan Hua.
âYes, I am your mommy, and that is your uncle!â Yan Hua does not give up and continues to teach him.
Gungun looks up to see Lang Ruoxian, and calls him, âMommy!â
Yan Hua is speechless.
Forget it...
âYou are too anxious.â Lang Ruoxian looks at the chubby meatball who is trying to climb up the table, and quietly drags a pile of small steamed buns to his own side.
While Yan Hua fetches a spoon, Gungun has already climbed up the table, and is climbing towards Lang Ruoxian.
âGee! Gungun!â She wants to hold her son back, but Gungun is pointing at the small steamed buns and keeps humming without stop.
Lang Ruoxian doesnât wait for her reaching out and carries Gungun with his arms. He tells Yan Hua, âI have finished eating, so I can look after him.â
âMommy!â Gungun looks up and calls Lang Ruoxian.
Yan Hua has a bad feeling that maybe her son will call anyone mother.
Just then a house maid comes over with steamed egg custard. She hasnât said anything yet and Gungun is particularly pleased to call her, âMommy!â
âOh, dear!â The house maid smiles, âLittle Master, I am not mommy but granny.â
Gungun sees her laughing so happily, so he is more determined to call her Mommy. When he opens mouth to call, something sweet is fed into his mouth.
âEyah?â He feels the taste in his mouth and his eyes slowly widen, twinkling like little stars.
Yan Hua looks nervously at Lang Ruoxian, for fear that he would feed what Gungun could not eat.
âThis bean paste is made by ourselves, and Little Master can eat it.â The house maid puts down the egg custard and says, âChilde Ruoxian, please let me feed him.â
Lang Ruoxian smiles and says, âIt OK. I will feed him.â
He glances at Yan Hua again and finds her still nervous. He uses his chopsticks to dip into the bean paste of the smashed bean bun, then feeds Gungun with it.
âOh oh!â Gungun has eaten such a sweet thing for the first time, excitedly waving his chubby arms. And he looks up to call Lang Ruoxian, âMommy!â
Lang Ruoxian laughs in a low voice, while Yan Hua has already started to eat birdâs nest soup, with one hand on her forehead. So she doesnât hear Lang Ruoxianâs whispering in Gungunâs ear.
âWhy are you so stupid? You werenât mistakenly handed to us by the nurse when you were born, were you?â
Lang Cha is going back to the country today. He holds Gungun in regret and says, âIt is a pity that I canât hear you call me great-grandpa.â
âGrandpa, we shall go to see you when spring comes, then pick you up to come back together then.â Yan Hua pokes her sonâs chubby face and says to him, âGungun, say goodbye to great-grandpa!â
Gungun looks at his great-grandpa and suddenly plunges into his arms and rubs against him.
Lang Cha lets out of a cry of joy, and his laughing face is wrinkled. Then Gungun calls him with a cute baby voice.
âMommy!â
âHa ha!â
The people around couldnât help smiling. Yan Hua sighs helplessly and says, âGungun, you should call him grandpa, great-grandpa, not mother.â
âHa ha ha! It doesnât matter. Our Gungun just learns to talk, and he will be better soon.â Lang Cha hands Gungun to Yan Hua and says, âThanks for your hard work, Hua.â
Yan Hua smiles and says, âYou should take care of your body. If you miss Gungun, you just make a phone call.â
Lang Cha nods and looks at Lang Ruoxian beside, saying, âYou two are the only ones staying at home during the Spring Festival. Take good care of the mother and son.â
âGrandpa, donât worry. I will.â Lang Ruoxian sends Lang Cha away and comes back in the evening.
He doesnât come back alone. Xiaokai walks in front and shouts, âLet me see Little Master!â
Behind Xiaokai there are two bodyguards carrying the luggage, then Lang Ruoxian slowly enters.
âAh ah!â Yan Hua hears the noise and comes out, holding Gungun. Xiaokai gives a whoop of joy, âIt looks exactly the same as Childe Ruoxian!â
Yan Huaâs mouth twitches, while Lang Ruoxian says a little ironically, âIf Gungun is not like me, should he be like you?â
What is he talking about? Yan Hua glares at him.
âHa ha ha, he is so cute!â Xiaokai reaches out and carefully touches Gungun.
Gungun calls him, âMommy!â
âWhat did he call me?â Xiaokai is taken aback.
âHe just learns to talk and calls everyone mother.â Yan Hua helplessly explains.
Xiaokai keeps laughing for a long time.
Lang Ruoxian goes back to the room to change clothes. When he comes downstairs again, Xiaokai has already left, and Yan Hua remembers the invitation.
âIt should be OK.â Lang Ruoxian returns the invitation to her. âThe previous generation of Fei Family was an aristocratic family of G City. It is said that someone of Fei Family used to be the prime minister in the Qing Dynasty.â
Yan Hua curiously asks him, âHave you also received the invitation?â
âOf course.â Lang Ruoxian glances at her. âI represent Lang Family.â
âSo, what do I represent? â Yan Hua asks, âYou have represented Lang Family, then why do they give me such a woman the invitation?â
Lang Ruoxian looks at her meaningfully and says, âDonât worry. I will go with you. When you arrive there, you will know why they want to invite you.â
Fei Familyâs dinner party is scheduled on Saturday night. On that afternoon, Yan Hua accompanies Gungun to take a nap. She wakes up in advance, so she plans to choose what to wear in the party, but she receives a message from Lang Ruoxian to let her go downstairs.
âWhatâs the matter?â When Yan Hua goes downstairs, she finds that a lot of people are standing in the sitting room, carrying large or small boxes.
When they see Yan Hua, all of them are excited.
âMadam Hua!â Everyone greets her with one voice.
Yan Hua has become accustomed to such title. She nods to respond and asks, âWhat are you going toâ¦â
âHelp you make up.â Lang Ruoxian loosens his tie and tells her, âYou go to the small parlor, and Iâll go upstairs to accompany Gungun.â
âAh?â Yan Hua still has something to say, but the stylist wearing a pink shirt has already excitedly run to her. âMadam Hua, please trust me. I will dress you up as the party queen!â
Then he reverses his previous statement, âI am wrong. You are very beautiful even without dressing up!â
Yan Hua has been dressed up by a crowd until the sun sets. But when she sees herself in the mirror, she feels that it is worthy.
âYou are so beautiful!â The makeup artist has already started to wipe away tears excitedly.
âYou are really beautiful!â A voice comes from the door direction, with no fluctuation in tone. That is Lang Ruoxian, who is leaning on the pillar and looking at Yan Hua.
The red strapless evening dress reveals her exquisite figure. The long tulle is worn on her shoulders, and floats in the air when Yan Hua turns. Her face with makeup is glamorous, like Helen of Troy.
âThank you.â Yan Hua looks at herself in the mirror and raises her hands to touch her face.
She is accustomed to so beautiful herself, as if she used to see herself to be like that in her memory...
âWhere is Gungun?â She slowly walks towards Lang Ruoxian.
Lang Ruoxian is short of breath for an instant and is almost out of control to touch her.
âThe house maid is feeding him in the restaurant.â Lang Ruoxian coughs and says, âYouâd better not see him now.â
Yan Hua nods to agree, for she canât hold Gungun because of dressing like that. So just donât go.
âIâd like to go upstairs to get something.â
Lang Ruoxian looks at his watch and answers, âJust take your time, for we still have enough time.â
When Yan Hua takes a small handbag and goes downstairs, she sees that Lang Ruoxian has changed clothes into a royal blue suit and a black shirt. The diamond snap buttons on the neckline and cuffs are a little more exaggerating than usual. He looks more like an aristocrat in those comic books.
âLetâs go.â He is very satisfied with the amazing results his appearance produces to Yan Hua, and containedly makes a gesture of invitation.
After they get in the car, Yan Hua finds that the manâs temperament changes.
âRemember, donât be too far away from me at the party. Donât drink something that is specially given to you. Donât leave with others casually.â The man sitting opposite looks at her, with his slanted eyes and the corner of his mouth slightly upturning.
If the man was like an aristocrat just now, now he is like a cult leader, a particularly handsome villain.
âI think that you certainly donât want to have an accident and have to be saved by me every time.â The villain is still despising her.
He is not an aristocrat but a demon!
Yan Hua snorts back and answers, âI know.â
He neednât say so. She will be careful. She is not an idiot. How can she always be framed?
Fei Familyâs dinner party is held in their own villa, so their car just goes around the hill where they live. Because the villa of Fei Familyâs is also located in this area and there is only a large garden between Feiâs mansion and Langâs mansion.
âThere may be a happy surprise later.â When they get out of the car, Lang Ruoxian reaches out to Yan Hua. âRemember, you are a member of Lang Family so no one can bully you.â
There is seriousness in Lang Ruoxianâs eyes that cannot be ignored, and something else that Yan Hua cannot understand. She has no time to think about it, or maybe she doesnât want to think about it. She lowers her head as if she dodges his sight, getting out the car with Lang Ruoxianâs assistance.
The arrival of the two makes quite a stir. The Gothic-style hall has long been crowded and noisy. When Lang Ruoxian and Yan Hua appear, the hall seems to be quiet for a moment, then people restart conversations one after another.
âMr. Lang.â A man comes over and Yan Hua is a little surprised to see him.
This man looks... How to describe him?
If you look at his facial features separately, he is ordinary-looking. However, when you look at his whole face, he is amazingly handsome, which makes that you canât help staring at him all the time.
âMiss Yan!â The man nods at her and his attitude is neither too warm nor too cold.
Yan Hua is even more surprised. And she also feels a little happy.
This is the first person to call her Miss Yan, not Mrs. Lang.
âI am Fei Yi.â
âHello, I am Yan Hua.â Yan Hua reaches out.
Fei Yi shakes hands with her gently and says a puzzling word to her, âMy wife and daughter will be very happy to see you.â
Yan Hua is puzzled and doesnât know how to respond.
Fei Yi does not say much, and personally takes them to the rest area, so that people around know that Fei Family show goodwill to Lang Family. Of course, there are no eternal friends or enemies in the business field, so their relationship in the future will be up to the situation.
âFei Yi, does Miss Yan come here?â As soon as Yan Hua arrives, she sees a beautiful girl walking over in a hurry.
The poker-faced Fei Yi, whose eyes suddenly turn gentle, reaches out to hold the girl. âSlow down, please. You are wearing such high-heeled shoes and take care not to fall. Miss Yan will not leave.â
Yan Hua blinks, looking quite puzzled. Who is this girl?
âMiss Yan!â The girl takes her by the arm with typical enthusiasm. âI finally have a chance to meet you. I am Fei Ying.â
Yan Hua thinks that she is not Mrs. Fei.
âThis is my wife.â Fei Yi adds.
Yan Hua is surprised.
âMiss Yan, please come with me!â Fei Ying smiles and says to Yan Hua.
Yan Hua instinctively looks at Lang Ruoxian, who nods to her.
âDonât worry, Mr. Lang. I will take good care of Hua!â
Yan Hua doesnât have any impression that she has met Mrs. Fei before, but why does Mrs. Fei show to be so familiar with her?