Mister Li, the Heart Bandit

Ji Weixi’s face went crimson.

Dear boy, why are you having a wet dream?

Meanwhile, Li Shaoling tapped Ji Jiayu on his little nose and flashed a menacing smile. “Well, I’d really hit you if you really try to stop us wrestling.”

The tot hurriedly shrank into Ji Weixi’s arms, pouting and about to cry. “Mommy… boo-hoo…”

“Don’t scare him,” Ji Weixi snarled at Li Shaoling. “He’s still a child!”

Him, ‘wrestling’ with her? He must be dreaming.

‘There’s also someone else here… ah, I want to die.’

Li Shaoling then glared at the little one who was tunneling between Ji Weixi’s chest, snorting coldly as envy boiled in him. “He’s not three-years-old.”

“No, but he’s still four.”

Li Shaoling was speechless, even if that argument was sound.

On the other hand, Tian Miaomiao sat in a corner, sad and lonely as she watched the family of three mingle harmoniously.

Who was she?

Where was she?

Why was she still alive in this world?

***

Li Shaoling had dinner at Ji Weixi’s place, eating much of the portions.

After that, the little one was tugging his lap, blinking his black eyes.

“Daddy, are you leaving tonight?”

Li Shaoling said nothing. Instead, he threw a look at Ji Weixi, trying to get her to agree.

Nonetheless, she could not let down her guard around him. “Baby, he won’t stay tonight because he has something to do.”

Then, she threw him the same look he just gave her.

Li Shaoling held her gaze for several heartbeats. “Yeah. I’ll be busy.”

The little one’s tears overflowed at once. “Daddy is leaving me…” He exclaimed, shaking. “Daddy is leaving me!”

His little eyes were sad like a wounded puppy. Anyone would have done their best to coax him with their greatest treasures.

Being a bleeding heart, Ji Weixi quickly changed her mind. “You should stay.”

All he had to do was not be a thug.

However, the reality was that she was not only thinking about her child—she could not forget what happened about four years ago.

That day and the father of her child had been a blurry mist that kept her from the truth. But now that the mist faded, she realized that the truth had come too late: four years of hardship had worn away all her innocence and kindness, leaving her distrustful of anyone that is not Tian Miaomiao or her own child.

Perhaps she just could not open her heart once more.

Even so, despite her telling him to stay, Li Shaoling crouched and tousled the little one’s head. “There’s an emergency in the company, but I’ll be back tomorrow.”

“No!”

Having just found his father, the child was certainly attached—he threw himself over Li Shaoling’s neck, wrapping over him just like a koala bear. “No, no, no! I don’t want that… Daddy… Don’t leave me, okay?”

Those words almost left Ji Weixi in tears too.

The boy was really afraid of losing Daddy.

Li Shaoling’s eyes darkened a little right then; he saw his younger self for an instant.

Be that as it may, he tried to keep his voice as gentle as possible. “Why would I leave you? Your mommy works with me—you’ll see me tomorrow when you follow her to work.”

The little one did not believe him and refused to listen.

Helpless, he added, “I’ll give you an Ultraman tomorrow. How’s that?”

Jiayu’s eyes promptly sparkled. “Really!? I want Ultraman Tiga. Pinky promise, Daddy!”

As he thought, children forget everything else when it comes to toys.

Li Shaoling hooked his little finger with the tot, making a pinky promise

As she watched his gentle features, Ji Weixi was unknowingly charmed…

Wait. Why did he not brazenly ask to stay?

Could there really be some emergency in the company?

***

Jiang Cong watched as Li Shaoling got on the car.

“Boss, do you really have something to do in the company?” He asked.

“Nope.”

“Then… why aren’t you staying the night at Miss Ji’s place?”

Li Shaoling’s face was impassive, although there was just a trace of irritation in his eyes. “I didn’t bring my luggage.”

Jiang Cong could not say a thing.

It seems that his boss wanted to stay there permanently.