Chapter 65 - 65 065 Identity Swap_1
My CEO Baby Daddy Keeps Falling for My Tricks
Chapter 65: 065 Identity Swap_1 Chapter 65: 065 Identity Swap_1 âAlright!â Lin Haoran, whoâd always been carefree, started to get upset. âWonât I ever see you again?â
ââ¦â Qin Yutong began to choke back tears, her nose tingling with a bitter ache, her eyes red-rimmed and hot. âMaybe⦠maybe weâll see each other again? Once weâre older, we can visit each other, canât we?â
Lin Haoran raised a digit, counting off the years. âWeâre six now, will we be considered grown up when weâre seven?â
Qin Yutong thought about it. âAge doesnât matter, but letâs consider our IQs. Little brother, you need to become smarter. Thatâs the only way!â
Tears fell down Lin Haoranâs face, his small features puffed up in annoyance. âStop it, my IQ isnât low, mommy said Iâm a boy genius!â
Despite her tears of separation, Qin Yutong teased her brother, emphasizing her point through sobs. âThatâs because mommy hasnât spent time with me! If she did, sheâd know youâre a little dummy!â
Lin Haoran stomps his foot in frustration, his crying getting louder. âQin Yutong, donât say I didnât warn you, weâre twins! Youâre insulting my IQ, are you okay with that? And mommy will definitely be upset, Iâm her precious babyâ¦â
âI want to see mommyâ¦â Qin Yutong also began to sob louder, her cries turning hoarse.
Lin Haoran tried to communicate through his sobbing. âI want to see dad too, I want to beat him up myself. Heâs the one who separated our family, heâs the bad guy!â
âSobâ¦â Qin Yutong doesnât respond to the round of crying.
She does harbor some resentment towards their father, and Lin Haoranâs words did have logic behind them.
Qin Yutong thought to herself: If she could just see her mother, and live with her for a while, even if it was only for a short whileâ¦
Lin Haoran thought to himself: If only he could see dad, he would definitely give him a hard time.
Suddenly, the twins lifted their faces in unison, looking at each other, their thoughts aligning as they spoke in unison. âLetâs swap identities, you be me and Iâll be you!â
âLetâs swap identities, you be me and Iâll be you!â
Two seconds later, their thoughts aligned again as they high-fived in celebration.
âLetâs do it!â Lin Haoran exclaimed excitedly.
Qin Yutong wasnât as enthusiastic. She stared at him solemnly, especially at his short hair, a tinge of worry in her eyes. âYour hair is short?â
Lin Haoran nonchalantly stroked his three-inch short hair. âIt doesnât matter, I have a wig!â
With that, he pulled a wig out from his backpack, slipped it on, and transformed into âQin Yutongâ within a second.
After watching the transformation, Qin Yutong didnât feel happy. âThenâ¦then what about me?â
âYouâ¦â Lin Haoran eyed her long, shiny hair, and made a cruel gesture.
âNoâ¦absolutely not!â Qin Yutong clutched her hair tightly, crying out in protest.
âThereâs no choice, unless you donât want to swapâ¦â Lin Haoran delivered the harsh reality in a cold manner.
âI canât bear to part with my hair, Iâve never had short hair since I was a childâ¦â Qin Yutong looked at herself in the mirror, her long, black hair had some natural curls, tied up it reminded her of Snow White from the fairy tales.
Her long hair had already become a part of her life, an important part.
Lin Haoran reminded her. âThen⦠you wonât get to see mommy if you keep your hair long. Are you okay with that?â
Qin Yutong shakes her head, closing her eyes in sadness.
Lin Haoran walked over with a pair of scissors, taking a strand of her hair. It was a pity, but he could only console her. âYour hair will grow back after itâs cut, but you havenât seen your mother in all these years. Trading your hair for a chance to see her is worth it!â
âI knowâ¦â Qin Yutong said, choking up.
âSnip, snip, snipâ¦â Lin Haoranâs scissors started moving, strands of long hair falling onto the floorâ¦
â¦â¦â¦.
At the airport terminal.
The flight hadnât yet arrived, but the terminal was already full of friends and relatives waiting to greet passengers.
Lin Xiangwan pushed through the crowd, hoping to be at the front.
âMiss, are you here to pick up your boyfriend? You seem quite anxious!â An auntie with a Shanghai accent asks, somewhat displeased.
âNo, Iâm here to pick up my son. Heâs only six and flew by himself! So, Iâm worried, scared that he wonât be able to find me!â Lin Xiangwan responded apologetically.
The auntie nods in comprehension, no longer annoyed but rather admiringly curious. âWow, he flew by himself at such a young age, impressive!â
Like all mothers, Lin Xiangwan was pleased to hear the praises and bragged about her son. âMy son is indeed impressive. Heâs participating in the âYutong Learning Programâ!â
The program was quite famous, there were ads about it on every TV station after the news.
Those around them looked impressed, and as a mother, Lin Xiangwan felt proudâ¦
The plane landed and soon passengers emerged.
Lin Xiangwan became more restless, longing on her face. Son, son, youâve been away from mommy for two weeks now, mommy really misses you!
A casually dressed âLin Haoranâ with short hair and sunglasses on, slowly pushed his luggage forward. âHeâ walked slowly and searched for his mother behind his sunglasses.
âMommy is 1.7 meters tall, very thin, likes to wear trousers, and habitually ties up her hair! She loves calling âsonâ, and sometimes calls me Ranran!â Lin Haoran made meticulous instructions before they parted.
Qin Yutong carefully scanned the women in trousers, but⦠she couldnât find a match. Instead, a woman in a dress caught her eye.
Could that person be mommy?
Recollecting the photos of her mother, she quickly compared them. Gentle eyes, a beautiful face⦠could it be?
Before she finished her thought, a woman in a black dress was already sprinting towards her.
âSon, youâre finally back, mommy was so worried!â Lin Xiangwan kneeled down and hugged her son tight, leaving countless kisses on his soft and tender face.
Qin Yutong stood there frozen, trying hard to take in this affectionate and intimate moment. Her motherâs lips felt so soft, the kisses felt so comforting.
Mommy⦠mommy⦠is this person really mommy?
Is mommy kissing me?
Qin Yutong quietly asked herself, even in her thoughts, she asked it softly, for fear of breaking the âdreamâ in front of her eyes.
Withdrawing slightly, Lin Xiangwan studied her sonâs face. âWhy are you so silent? You didnât forget about mommy, did you?â
After being worked up for quite a while, Qin Yutong forced back the urge to cry, forced herself to sport the trademark goofy smile of Lin Haoran. âHow could I? I could forget anyone, but not mommy!â