Mr. Li, The Heart Bandit [COMPLETE]

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Standing and sighing, she said, “Alright, I can’t do anything if that’s what you want.”

With those words, she turned and led the little one. “Let’s go. You must be hungry, I’ll cook you something.”

The little one skipped happily. “Hurray!”

The joyful interaction between mother and son set Li Shaoling off, and he abruptly got to his feet and roared.

“Ji. Wei. Xi!”

She turned and look at him blankly. “What?”

“Come here!” He gritted his teeth.

“If you’re not going to forgive me, aren’t I going to be beaten up going to you?”

“…You come here!” He had lost all patience.

Ji Weixi quickly went to him, and he pulled her into his arms despite his dark look, his voice suddenly becoming quiet and meek. “Am I really not as important as my son?”

That wronged look on his face stabbed into Ji Weixi’s softest spot, and she felt a faint heartache.

What should she do…?

She suddenly felt an impulse to press him into her own bosom and tousle his short hair as furiously as she could.

Her motherly instincts were overflowing.

Li Shaoling looked even more wronged when she said nothing in return, his dark obsidian eyes glimmering miserably.

In that very moment, he looked no different from a little puppy unable to find its mommy.

“You’re very important,” Ji Weixi said as if compelled to say so.

Still, Li Shaoling’s eyes immediately regained warmth and light, his constant ice-cold demeanor crumbling utterly.

Now, he resembled a boy yearning for love.

Ji Weixi suddenly remembered the Li family and his past which he never let on to others, and her heart softened unreasonably even more.

She slowly extended her arms and embraced him, putting her ears lightly on his chest.

She could feel a beating there: rumbling, powerful, and rhythmic.

Keeping her wrapped in his arms while his eyes softened a little, Li Shaoling asked, “How important?”

Ji Weixi bit her lip. “Just… very important.”

In truth, there was no definite position for Li Shaoling in her heart.

Because… he had really brought her much pain.

But that pain was slowly and silently healing in her time with him.

There were times when she thought she was being low and hated herself for it.

She wanted to run, but Li Shaoling’s fiery passionate feelings kept her between a rock and a hard place, giving her no place to hide.

And she was unable to hide too.

“Am I important enough that you would marry me?”

Li Shaoling freed her and looked at her hopefully.

Ji Weixi had never dared to look him in the eyes since his gaze only ever intended to burn her to ash.

But just as she tried to turn and escape, Li Shaoling held her face with both hands. “Look at me.”

There was a command that must not be refused even in his calm voice.

Ji Weixi could only force herself to look at him.