Chapter 81 - 81 081 Throwing Smoke Bomb_1
My CEO Baby Daddy Keeps Falling for My Tricks
Chapter 81: 081 Throwing Smoke Bomb_1 Chapter 81: 081 Throwing Smoke Bomb_1 Faced with Lin Xiangwanâs fury, Qin Muchuan lightly chuckled. âWell, perhaps I was mistaken.â
Lin Xiangwanâs anger subsided a little, and her shoulders dropped.
Qin Muchuan continued. âPerhaps the woman dining at XX restaurant tonight wasnât you!â
Lin Xiangwan inhaled sharply, her nerves tensing.
Song Yichen looked at Lin Xiangwan in confusion, while she avoided his gaze guiltily.
Qin Muchuan was satisfied with the smoke screen he had created, and he left in a good mood!
He had barely walked away when Song Yichen, unable to control himself, looked deep into Lin Xiangwanâs eyes. âDidnât you say you had dinner in a hotel?â
Lin Xiangwan forced back her panic, insisting, âI did eat at the hotel. Didnât that Manager Qin say he mistook the person?â
Song Yichen stared at her for a while before setting aside his doubts.
Another gust of cold wind blew by. Lin Xiangwan wrapped her arms around herself, shivering. âIâm going back to the room. Itâs time for Ranran to sleep!â
Song Yichen nodded. âIâll walk you back. Donât forget to find your ID card and household registration!â
Lin Xiangwan felt another wave of sweet happiness and nodded quickly.
When they reached the door, Song Yichen gave her a tender kiss on the forehead.
Lin Xiangwan tiptoed into the room, trying not to disturb the children, only to find Lin Haoran standing in the middle of the room in his Ultraman pajamas.
âDidnât you promise to go to bed after your bath?â Seeing her son made Lin Xiangwan feel extraordinarily guilty because she was planning to register her marriage the next day!
She didnât know how to explain it to her son!
âMommy, you seem very happy!â Qin Yutong said in a surprisingly calm tone, his eyes staring like searchlights.
Lin Xiangwan felt as if her sonâs gaze had seen through everything. Why hadnât she noticed how powerful his gaze could be before? âWhere?â
âMommy, my clothes seem to be too small. Letâs go to the mall tomorrow and buy some!â Qin Yutongâs tone was commanding.
Tomorrow?
âAhem⦠Mommy will take you back to B City tomorrow. Weâll go shopping there!â said Lin Xiangwan, her voice dropping as if she had done something terribly wrong.
âBack to B City? Why didnât you mention this before? You havenât asked for leave for me. Are you suggesting I should skip school?â
âBecause Mommy has work and doesnât want to leave you behind. Tomorrow morning, Iâll call your teacher and ask for leave so it doesnât count as skipping school!â
Qin Yutong remained expressionless. âMommy, I really think you arenât going anywhere in your current job.â
âWhat?â
Lin Xiangwan was startled, not expecting her son to discuss her career with her. âMommy is a manager. How can there be any development?â
âMommy, how many years have you been the manager of the Guest Room Department?â
âTwo years!â Lin Xiangwan said awkwardly, raising two fingers.
In truth, she had always known her job had no potential for growth, but hearing her son state it so bluntly left her feeling mortified.
âThe Guest Room Department is just a service division. It wonât help you reach the decision-making layer of the company. It seems thereâs no rising position in the Guest Room Department. Uncle Song wonât give you any shares. Manager Ni, who works with you, has entered the decision-making layer and even has a small share in the company. Mommy, do you think your job has a future?â
âRanran⦠are you really you?â Lin Xiangwan looked at her son in astonishment, half in disbelief that this was her own child!
Qin Yutong didnât respond to her question. âMommy, donât you think itâs unfair?â
In fact, she knew nothing about companies and career development. These were just things her father, uncles, and aunts talked about frequently. She was just parroting back their words.
Anyway, she had never heard that her mother owned shares in the Sheraton.
Lin Xiangwan shook her head. âYour Uncle Song has always been good to Mommy. Weâve known each other for many years, and we grew up together. Money doesnât matter to us. He trusts me to manage the Guest Room Department. Itâs a critical role. The environment of the guest room, safety, and the hotelâs reputation are all very importantâ¦â
Qin Yutong stared at her mother and abruptly cut her off. âSo, in simple terms, youâre doing a nannyâs jobâ¦â
Lin Xiangwan felt defeated and embarrassed. ââ¦â She didnât know what else to say.
âMommy, I really donât understand why Manager Ni can own company shares and you canât!â Qin Yutong asked again.
âI do have shares. We all get the same dividend at the end of the year. The shares are just under your Uncle Songâs name because he needs them!â Lin Xiangwan felt cornered.
âOh⦠But Manager Ni can receive both shares and dividends. Uncle Song gives her more!â
Lin Xiangwanâs heart ached slightly. Yes, compared to what he gave her, Song Yichen gave Ni Shanshan more. She had also studied economics, but when she joined the Sheraton, he had made her head the Guest Room Department, while Ni Shanshan led the Finance Department.
Later, due to Ni Shanshanâs poor performance, she was transferred to the Sales Department.
No matter how you looked at it, both of these departments were more for grooming personnel, with more networking opportunities, and more promising future. It was also something she aspired to.
âWill Mommy marry Uncle Song?â The question she had been wanting to ask was finally blurted out.
If her mother refused to bring it up, then she would have to ask.
âWhat if⦠Mommy were to marry Uncle Song?â
Qin Yutong, like a mini lawyer, prudently reminded her, âMommy, this is how itâs portrayed on TV. Some rich men transfer all their assets before getting married. Do you think Uncle Song would do that? If he transfers all his assets or makes a property notarization, would you accept it?â
Duang!
Lin Xiangwanâs head buzzed. That question⦠Based on what she knew, Song Yichen would definitely have a property notarization done.
Seeing her motherâs reaction, Qin Yutong was somewhat satisfied. âIf Mommy wants to go back to B City tomorrow, then letâs go! But, Mommy, I really want to say that you are not young anymore and should start thinking about your career. Do you really want to be a nanny forever? Nannies arenât worth much when they get older! Plus, if Uncle Song makes a property notarization, he definitely doesnât love you!â
Her casual remark kept Lin Xiangwan up all night, tossing and turning on her bed!
At twenty-eight, she had strayed far from her professional field. Did she have any worth left in the workplace?
Now thinking about it, if she really wanted to leave Song Yichen, what would she do? Where would she start?
Unthinkable!
And would Song Yichen ask for a property notarization? Or had he already transferred his assets?
Thinking of her foster mother, Lin Xiangwan grew unsettled. Most likely, Song Yichen had already transferred his assets to his mother.