Mister Li, the Heart Bandit

“You do.”

But even if that was what she said, Ji Weixi could somehow tell from Li Shaoling’s temperament that he would not resort to such underhanded methods.

Could it be that he really was the one four years ago?

No way. Such a coincidence should not be possible.

On the other end, Li Shaoling was having an impulse to force a kiss on her.

Why was she so unmanageable?

Could she be a wild horse? It was a pity then, that he did not have grass plains back home.

Either way… this vixen would bite off his lips if he did try to kiss her.

“Still keeping up the act, then.” Li Shaoling smiled coldly. “You knew me all along and pretended you didn’t, while raising my son quietly. What are you planning?”

“I know you? You’re delusional!” Ji Weixi rolled her eyes at him and struggled. “Let me go!”

It was an embarrassing position, please.

They were very close. His warmth scorched her.

“If you don’t know me, how did you come by my seed?”

Ji Weixi choked and stayed silent for what felt like half a day, before muttering, “I gave birth to him all by myself!”

Li Shao Ling sneered. “You can give birth without a man?”

Did she think that flowers could be grown without soil either?

Why was she so… impressive?

Meanwhile, Ji Weixi’s face was a flushed crimson.

How could the great president not be aware of his surroundings?

There was another person in the damned car!

Jiang Cong cleared his throat. “I’m actually deaf.”

Was he taking her for an idiot?

“Speak!” Li Shaoling urged her, impatient for the truth.

Almost driven out of her mind, Ji Weixi simply doubled down. “What can I say! I don’t even know who the father is, and you think I would know who I… uh, bedded?”

It was cold. The aura of killing intent surrounding Li Shaoling shrouded her.

Like a crazed beast, his eyes were going red while the veins on his hand grasping hers bulged.

“You have a messed up private life.”

She could hear the distinct gnashing of his teeth.

But what on earth was he thinking?

Did he take her for some common whore, sleeping around to the point that she would not know who the father was?

O great president, how many grams is your brain?

And you should keep those things at a minimum. It is bad for the kidneys.

“To be clear, I was set up by someone… and…” Ji Weixi muttered, blushing in complete embarrassment. “I was drugged. I heard that I did it with an old man.”

She could die, really. The shameless things she was saying!

“I’m an old man?” Li Shaoling exclaimed with a stony face.

Please. He is fresh meat and less than thirty years old.

Ji Weixi simply stared at his outrageously handsome face for a while before turning away. “Who knew that it was you.”

Still… was it really?

She was in disbelief, or she perhaps just could not digest that she was so lucky to sleep with such a looker.

Not to mention that her son resembling him so much!

On the other hand, Li Shaoling burst out in rage. “What? Did you expect someone else?”

His deep-reaching gaze enraptured her like swirls that were about to pull her inside.

Ji Weixi had always been obstinate and kept people at arm’s reach, but tend to be a little weaker when it came to men.

Especially with a heartthrob like him.

She bit her lip, and yelled, “Just let go!”

Her wrists were red.

Li Shaoling grunted coldly and freed her.

He could now be sure that they had intimate relations four years ago.

‘That being said’, Li Shaoling thought as he narrowed his eyes dangerously, ‘was he her first?’

He had no memory and she was certainly not telling, and he once again was caught in that accursed mysterious envy.

Meanwhile, Ji Wei Xi realized that something was not right either. “Li Shaoling, you actually have the thick skin to ask me all that… don’t you know who you bedded?”

Was he blind or something?!

However, he replied boldly, “I got in a car accident and lost my memory.”

Ji Weixi could not say a thing.

‘You win!’