Chapter 111: Me And You, Like Sheep And Wolf, Like Fish And Cat
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Old Madam Li drew a complete blank. She was actually intimidated by a chess piece she had controlled for years!
Later, Wilson watched as Li Shaoling stepped out of the Li family house, wanting to speak but pausing.
“Young Master…”
“Speak.”
Wilson glanced at Ji Weixi hesitantly.
Li Shaoling shot him a cold look. “Is she an outsider?”
“No, of course not,” Wilson quickly denied and sighed. “The master and second young master will be coming back soon.”
“Here for the money, I bet.” Li Shaoling was unconcerned.
“Young Master, I would agree that Old Madam is overbearing in certain ways, but you shouldn’t keep it at heart because she doesn’t have much time left,” Wilson said respectfully. “Without you, the Li family would never be able to stay together, and that is why you must never leave, or the scoundrels would get what they want.”
Li Shaoling waved him off impatiently. “Got it. Go back.”
Wilson watched as the car vanished from sight. As he looked up at the house behind him, he was sighing and shaking his head without stopping.
***
Back home, the door locks really were changed to fingerprint scanners.
Still, Ji Weixi decided not to nitpick with Li Shaoling since it was an unhappy day.
It was already eleven when they reached home, and the little one was rubbing his eyes and pouting. “I’m so sleepy… I don’t want to take a bath.”
Ji Weixi smiled. “Alright, alright. No bathing.”
The little one lay down lazily on his bed, enjoying it as Ji Weixi changed his clothes, pulled a blanket over him and turned the lights off.
“I’m sleeping. Goodnight, Daddy, Mommy?”
The little one rubbed his eyes, and was asleep as soon as he closed them.
As Ji Weixi closed the bedroom door, she found Li Shaoling sitting like a king on the sofa, appearing most profoundly noble.
He clapped his thigh. “Come.”
“No.” Ji Weixi refused, and started towards the bathroom.
“Come, be a good girl.” Li Shaoling’s voice had every form of tenderness.
As if she was hexed, Ji Weixi walked towards him, her feet seemingly out of her control.
He pulled her towards her, and she dropped on his lap.
It was scalding.
Li Shaoling moved closer, but Ji Weixi quickly pressed both hands on her chest. “What are you doing?”
His voice could not be gentler. “Be nice. Give me a kiss.”
It felt as if he was conning her.
Ji Weixi’s hand over her chest relaxed then, and he went in for a soft kiss, both arms wrapped around her.
Feeling the throbbing sensation on her chest and speechless, she remained silent in the overwhelming comfort. It was as if the world had gone still until they would get white hairs.
“Don’t you want to ask about it?” Li Shaoling suddenly spoke.
“No.” Ji Weixi shook her head.
Li Shaoling’s eyes went dark. Was she really that unconcerned about him that she did not even feel the faintest curiosity?
Still, seemingly afraid that it would hurt him, Ji Weixi quickly added, “I don’t want to be sad.”
She regretted it as soon as she spoke, however, since those words would leave others wondering if she loved him.
Li Shaoling let her go then, and put his face next to hers.
“You… don’t mind who I am?” He asked carefully.
Ji Weixi had never seen him like that before.
Now, he was a child who sacrificed who he was so that he could try his best to fit in, instead of sticking out like a sore thumb.
Her heart was throbbing in pain. She had always thought that he stood above all others and looked dispassionately upon everyone else, his heart as sturdy as a wall of steel.
She was wrong.
She had imagined him to be too powerful.
But he was human, not a machine.
Now, her eyes were watery as she looked at him. “Although I’ve hated and despised you, I have now made peace with reality because no one can change it. It’s the same for you, although your birth might be worthless, even hateful to others, you would not be the Li Shaoling you are now if you weren’t born that way.”
Ji Weixi’s voice was calm, but her words cut like a blade into the most tender spot in his heart.
“So what if you’re a bastard? You are you. It has nothing to do with your birth. You don’t have to care about how others look at you, because you should learn to let go of your past and look forward.”
Ji Weixi felt that she could be a counselor then—it was the first time she was consoling a person so earnestly.
And yet that person always seemed impervious, a lord of the underworld who inspires fear with his mere name.
It was really a little… intoxicating.
Li Shaoling smiled, showing several pure-white teeth, his foreboding aura fading as he turned into a sunny boy.
“You’re so good.” He watched her as if she was treasure.
She blushed and turned away. “Don’t think I would forget how you hurt me.”
To tell the truth, Ji Weixi did not know what happened four years ago, and had been cursing him to death when she was pregnant.
Be that as it may, she felt as if she had known Li Shaoling for years after they began to live together.
She felt free and happy.
There were times when she hated that part of herself, often struggling inwardly and feeling conflicted.
Li Shaoling held her tightly, and said quietly, “Don’t forget to hate me.”
He definitely is Li Shaoling—everything he said could leave others gaping.
Ji Weixi was certainly surprised. “Why?”
“That way, I’ll be in your heart for life.”
If she would not love him, he shall stay in her mind in another fashion.
He always had that perverted side about him.
Ji Weixi got to her feet a little angrily, but he caught her and kept her from moving.
“Angry?”
“No!” She retorted in annoyance.
He chuckled with his attractive voice. “Good girl, come sleep with me.”
Ji Weixi stiffened, and turned towards him like a machine. “…Do you mean that literally or…”
Forgive her for thinking too much.
He smiled, his eyes narrowing sinisterly. “Didn’t you already say that I’m your man? Come, experience it firsthand.”
!!!
Ji Weixi leaped to her feet, keeping both hands over her chest while staring at him very vigilantly. “Don’t come here… don’t… ah!”
He had picked her up before she could finish, leaving her scared out of her wits as her body went light all of a sudden.
Li Shaoling carried her into the next room, and put her on the bed.
As she watched him get on top of her, she gulped, her fingers reaching out but grasping nothing.
Was he really going to…?
Damn it, should she accept or refuse?
But she was a little hopeful…
She was so… weak!
It’s like she has no control against a handsome man!
However, Li Shaoling simply lay down beside her, holding her and said a little hoarsely, “Goodnight.”
Eh?
Was that it?
Ji Weixi was afraid to move, but Li Shaoling’s hot breath was spraying over her neck, making it itch.
After what felt like half an hour, Ji Weixi was feeling a little cold. She gently got up and pulled the blanket at their feet over them both.
Li Shaoling tightened his arms around her and closed his eyes.
His breathing became even, but Ji Weixi couldn’t sleep.
Her head was aching a little. There were fragments of mental images, but she couldn’t see any of them clearly.
What was going on with her lately? Could something had been growing inside her head?
It wouldn’t do. She has to go for a checkup at the hospital for a checkup when she has the time.
She tossed and turned, feeling very uncomfortable.
Li Shaoling woke up then. He opening his eyes with a frown, feeble and annoyed. “What are you doing?”
“Can’t sleep.”
Li Shaoling took her into his arms and gently pat her back with his palm. “Good girl, sleep…”
As if he was coaxing a child.
Ji Weixi sniffed the clean scent over his body and suddenly asked, “Li Shaoling, what would you do if you regain your memory, and realize that I’m not the one you want to marry?”
“Kill myself.”
“…You don’t have to be so heavy-handed, bro.”
“My heart only has you and no one else,” Li Shaoling replied, his voice turning cold.
Ji Weixi muttered quietly, “I mean, in case it happens…”
“There’s no in case!” Li Shaoling opened his eyes, considerably irritated. “Stop thinking nonsense, because all you have to know is that you are forever mine.”
“Okay…” Ji Weixi let her imagination run wild for a moment, but when Li Shaoling was about to fall asleep again, she asked again, “Why did you have feelings for me?”
Was she possessed or something? Why was she talking so much?
Li Shaoling bit her punishingly while maintaining his patience. “I found you—like a wolf finding a lamb, like a cat finding a fish.”
Doesn’t that mean he wants to eat her!
Damn it, can’t he say something sentimental?
Still, Ji Weixi had more to ask, only for Li Shaoling to coldly threaten her, “I’m going to eat you up just like a wolf devouring a lamb if you don’t sleep.”
“…Goodnight.” She replied.
Chapter 112: Poop Pants Growing Tall At The Old Home
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The next morning.
In the car, the little one was yawning and singing along to the music playing in his earphones.
“It’s raining… Poop pants growing tall at the old home… I heard you were alone ever since~~oooh~!”
Li Shaoling appeared disgusted by the singing. “What song is that? The lyrics are terrible!”
Pooping in the pants, and at one’s old home too!
Jiang Cong cleared his throat. “Boss, it’s ‘wood plants growing tall at the old home’. Young master has got it wrong.”
“Not to mention the horrible singing, and going out of tune.” Li Shaoling added.
Ji Weixi was plenty aggrieved and she rolled her eyes at him. “You talk as if you’re pitch-perfect.”
“Oh!” Jiang Cong was excited at those very words. “Let me tell you, Sister-in-law…”
“Who are you calling Sister-in-law?!”
“…Mistress?”
“You’re fired.” Li Shaoling said.
How dare Jiang Cong call her a mistress. He would only have one wife and no other!
At the driver seat, Jiang Cong was petrified. It was so miserable being him!
However, Ji Weixi laughed then. Li Shaoling grinned as well, and decided to spare Jiang Cong. “You get to keep your job if you call her sister-in-law.”
“Alright, Sister-in-law!” Jiang Cong was at once revived and spirited. “Let me tell you, Sister-in-law, President Li sings very well! Back then, every lady present was set aflame right when he started to sing—all of them were queuing up to marry him!”
Queuing up…
Marry him…
Ji Weixi sneered and said icily, “Right. President Li is so handsome, rich and pitch-perfect that the girls chasing after him, and the queue reaches all the way to the Pacific.”
She was angry dissecting Jiang Cong’s every word like Holmes.
‘Back then, every little lady present was set aflame right when he started to sing.’
Keyword: ‘every lady’!
In other words, he was singing on stage!
Moreover, ‘back then’ meant that he had quite a glorious history of romance!
Heh.
Still, Li Shaoling pulled her towards him, sweet-talking him evenly when he saw her face darken. “Come on. There’s only you in my heart.”
Ji Weixi felt as if she wanted to scream at the skies.
‘Only you’—the trademark vocabulary of scumbags!
Ji Weixi kept pulling a long face, unmoved by his tenderness.
That was when the little one lowered his earphones and assisted, “Daddy, Mommy wants a kiss to calm down!”
Ji Weixi threw him a sideway glare then, and the little one promptly pretended that he was looking at the scenery outside and had said nothing.
Well, there’s no kissing to be had—she’s angry.
Even when they reached the company and got down from the car, Li Shaoling was unable to get a word in.
He did not have any chance at all.
In the morning, the elevator was full.
Ji Weixi led the little one and queued up, with Li Shaoling following.
The other workers made way for him, but Ji Weixi did not spare him a glance and got on the elevator.
Li Shaoling quickly followed so that she couldn’t close the doors at him.
Everyone else was left glancing at each other. Was this a repeat of yesterday’s drama?
The elevator ascended in silence.
Then, Li Shaoling put an arm over her shoulder and kissed her cheek. “Don’t be angry, alright? All I have is you.”
‘Go away! He definitely was a womanizer before he lost his memories.
‘There’s no way I’ll believe a playboy like you!’
Annoyed, Ji Weixi wiped her cheek. “Who’s angry? I’m not! Do I look like I’m angry?”
Tsundere and jealous. How cute.
“Alright, You’re not angry. It’s my fault.”
“It’s your fault in the first place.” Ji Weixi replied coldly, folding her arms.
“Yeah.” Li Shaoling hugged her and rocked her gently. “I’ll kneel on a washboard tonight, alright? Hmm?”
Really, it was unimaginable that the great president would be coaxing his wife so naturally without boundaries
The little one’s eyes sparkled.
Was Daddy and Mommy going to kiss?!
Then, his sister…
Suddenly, he hung his head.
Forget it. Daddy was not reliable anyway.
Meanwhile, Ji Weixi coldly turned away as the mental image of Li Shaoling holding a different girl with each hand appeared in her mind, leaving her utterly infuriated.
That was when the elevator doors opened. Many were waiting outside, and were left gaping when they saw what was happening inside.
What was that supposed to mean?
The great overbearing boss was actually tugging at and sweet-talking a woman pulling a long face with puppy eyes.
Did they mistakenly exchange their scripts?
Ji Weixi’s face went red and she cleared her throat.
Li Shaoling slowly released her, reverting to his usual cold look as he scolded her icily, “Ji Weixi, be late again and you’ll be fired!”
With that, he strode off, leaving Ji Weixi at a loss for words.
Ten points for reaction, bro.
Ji Weixi led the little one and left the crowd, hearing them break into quiet debate behind her.
“Don’t you think the child really resembles President Li!”
“I think so too! Could he really be his son? Oh my goodness, maybe Ji Weixi and President Li were married?”
Someone snorted. “What are you talking about? The kid is already so old, but President Li never acknowledged his relationship with Ji Weixi. So what if she gave birth with a one-sided love? And why would President Li care about her anyway? He certainly doesn’t lack women.”
‘Doesn’t lack women.’
Ji Weixi smiled through gritted teeth.
‘Very well.
‘Li Shaoling, draw your sword and let’s duel to the death!’
“Xixi, you’re finally here!” Tian Miaomiao hurried towards her. Her eyes were not so red and the bruises on her face had mostly recovered.
“Wait, what’s with that long face?” She then asked when she saw the look on Ji Weixi’s face.
“Mommy’s jealous,” the little one replied.
“Jealous?” Tian Miaomiao’s eyes twinkled, smelling the scent of gossip.
Ji Weixi, however, did not hear the little one as her mind was full of scenes of Li Shaoling abandoning her.
Did he really want her?
How many women did he have before he lost his memory?
Was she his first?
She was getting more irritated the more she thought about it.
That being said, there were as many women as there were rumors floating around in the company. The little one might inadvertently hear certain things and get hurt.
She would not let her son get hurt.
Moreover, he’s at the age where he should go to a kindergarten.
It seemed that she shouldn’t take him to work, and should be looking for a preschool for him when she had the time.
“Miaomiao, ask Jiang Cong to come by for a moment.” Ji Weixi said as she browsed through the day’s news on the internet.
“Why?” Tian Miaomiao looked reluctant.
“You’re coming with me to Production later. I’m not comfortable with Jiayu staying here, so I’ll have Jiang Cong babysit for a bit.”
“Wouldn’t it be better to just send him to President Li’s office?”
Ji Weixi’s finger over the screen paused for a moment. “Then you take him.”
She did not want to see Li Shaoling.
Just no.
After all, he was singing for others, didn’t lack women and has many ladies chasing after him.
He only had himself to blame.
“Mommy, come back early!” The little one sent her a flying kiss. “I’ll help you keep an eye on Daddy so that other women can’t approach him!”
Later, Tian Miaomiao followed Ji Weixi to Production after sending the little one to Li Shaoling’s office.
The other workers opened the door for after her after checking her pass.
The factory was painted green and white, and several workers dressed in full uniform and wearing face masks were working busily.
Some of them were trimming the sizes of the clothing, some were weaving cloths while others were packaging finished products.
Soon, a woman who stood around one point five meters tall approached Ji Weixi. Taking off her mask, she said, “You must be Miss Ji. I’m Li Wen, I’m in charge of this place.
Ji Weixi smiled and nodded. “Nice to meet you, Miss Li. I’m here to understand the situation.”
Li Wen nodded. “I understand. Come with me.”
Chapter 113: He Fainted
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Ji Weixi and Tian Miaomiao followed Li Wen into the workers’ break room deep inside Production.
There were several desks and chairs arranged around the room neatly.
Li Wen headed straight to a cabinet and unlocked it, taking a duty roster and handing it to Ji Weixi.
“These are the people on duty for tailoring on that day. Have a look,” she said, before adding after a brief pause, “We had been especially careful in our work since Lin Xiaoman is a top actress.”
JI Weixi scanned through the names of the workers listed, and suddenly found something on the last row.
[Half-day sick leave]
[Signed: Jian Jie]
“Excuse me, who is this Jian Jie?”
“Oh, she’s an intern here.” Li Wen did not hide her irritation at the very mention of that name. “She kept taking leave barely a month after she started work here, and neither does she show focus in her job. Well, I’m now just waiting for her to tell her that this job doesn’t suit here, and have her return wherever she came from!”
Ji Weixi nodded. “Miss Li, can I trouble you to call up the workers listed here? It’s important.”
She must interrogate them face-to-face.
Li Wen was aware as well that every employee in Production would suffer if the truth is not unraveled.
Soon, the workers—three men and two women—came at her call.
Ji Weixi’s questions were simple, and their answers were blunt too.
There wasn’t a single flaw.
Ji Weixi realized then that questioning them was a waste of time as well. Even if the culprit was amongst them, they certainly would not expose themselves.
She hence decisively headed to the security room and requested CCTV footage of that day.
In the black and white video, several people were working at the tailoring section, with everyone leaving after half an hour after their shift has ended.
However, one skinny woman was remaining where she was, hovering suspiciously.
She was wearing a mask, keeping her face hidden.
Ji Weixi narrowed her eyes and asked Li Wen, “Who is that?”
“That’s Jian Jie.”
So, it was her.
In the footage, Jian Jie was looking around for a moment, before taking out a small bottle and tearing apart the packaging of one of the clothing. She threw the contents of the bottle inside, resealing the package and then turning to leave.
Ji Weixi promptly stood up and told one of the security guards, “Please make a copy of that footage into this USB disk.”
“Miaomiao, you wait here.”
Tian Miaomiao nodded solemnly. “Alright!”
Then, Ji Weixi turned to Li Wen. “Miss Li, where is Jian Jie right now? I would like to see her.”
There was plenty of evidence that pointed at her.
Still, Ji Weixi had a bad feeling about it—Jian Jie’s motives were unclear, and finding the culprit was simply too easy.
Either way, the most important thing now was to find her and get to the bottom of things.
“She isn’t here—she took a sick day again, saying her stomach hurts.”
On leave again.
Ji Weixi felt restless right then, and asked anxiously, “Do you know her address?”
Li Wen nodded, but then shook her head after some thought. “She only told me that she lives in River Town, but I don’t where she actually stays. You have to ask human resource.”
Ji Weixi headed to human resource and got the specific address.
The microdistrict where Jian Jie lived was rather old. The red-brick walls were unpainted, the steel window scaffoldings were rusted and most of the doors were covered in spiderwebs. The alleyways were piled with dust and mud, and there were only a few withered willows swaying with the wind.
Ji Weixi would have thought that the building was abandoned if not for the occasional passerby.
Jian Jie’s address was unit 202. Ji Weixi reached her steel door after climbing the dusty concrete stairs and knocked.
Nobody answered.
Keeping patient, she knocked a few times more. When the place simply remained silent, she put her ear on the door to listen for any movement inside.
That was when the door behind her slowly opened, and a voice that seemed to be speaking with a strangled throat said, “The people in there have already moved.”
Ji Weixi turned to find an elderly man looking at her with muddled eyes.
Withstanding the chill on her back, she mustered her courage to ask, “Excuse me… do you know when they moved?”
“Probably last month.”
“Thank you,” Ji Weixi smiled, and the man slammed his door shut with a bang.
***
Ji Weixi received the call from Li Wen just as she left the microdistrict.
“Miss Ji, right? Jian Jie just called me, saying that she’s resigning.”
“What?!” Ji Weixi’s brow tightened. “Why?”
“Well, with her slacking attitude, the company would have fired her even if she didn’t resign.”
“Alright, thanks for telling me.”
As Ji Weixi hung up, her right eyelid was twitching.
The tiny clue she just captured was now lost.
Still, that Jian Jie moved quickly—although it didn’t feel right no matter how she thought about it.
After all, she would only look more guilty the more she hid.
Instincts told Ji Weixi that Jian Jie must have had some sort of shady agreement with Qiao Ai. The latter would be keeping an eye on Ji Weixi herself discreetly. It would make sense that Jian Jie resigned with such perfect timing if Qiao Ai told her that Ji Weixi was onto her.
It seemed that only Qiao Ai would know where Jian Jie was.
And with that scheming nature of Qiao Ai’s, she would definitely hide Jian Jie well so that no one found her.
Nonetheless, Ji Weixi kept calm and hailed a cab.
Tian Miaomiao called her as she headed back to the office.
She sounded strange.
“Xixi… where are you?”
“I’m on the way back to the office. What about you? Did you get the CCTV footage?”
“Yeah, I got it… but… something happened here…”
Ji Weixi straightened. “What is it?”
“It’s President Li,” Tian Miaomiao said, flustered. “He suddenly fainted in an emergency meeting just now… hurry back, Xixi!”
“What?!” Ji Weixi almost stood up in shock—her head struck the roof of the car, making it ache a little.
“I’m taking President Li to the hospital with Jiang Cong. Come quick, Xixi, I’ll wait for you at the main entrance!”
Li Shaoling always looked strong and healthy. Why would he faint?
Could she have driven him a little too mad?
No, that shouldn’t be. He would be dead—early on if things could get to him so easily.
Nonetheless, Ji Weixi’s heart was clenching, all her grievances against him in the morning vanishing in a puff of smoke.
After all, yesterday’s news reported a man pronounced dead on arrival at the hospital after fainting suddenly, the cause being overwork.
Ji Weixi clenched her fists at the very thought, a fear she never felt before overflowing as she prayed that nothing happened to Li Shaoling.
Even she herself did not realize she was that frightened of losing him.
“Sir, please speed up!”
***
At the main entrance, Jiang Cong had just put Li Shaoling at the backseat when Ji Weixi left her cab and dashed towards them.
Tian Miaomiao was riding shotgun and already had her seatbelts on. “You’re here, Xixi! Hurry up, let’s go to the hospital!”
Ji Weixi got in and closed the door.
The little one was sitting on the right and staring at Li Shaoling with red eyes.
He must have been crying just now.
He pursed his lips and asked tearfully, “Mommy, will Daddy be alright?”
After all, he wouldn’t get a sister for the rest of his life if something happened to Daddy.
Ji Weixi inhaled deeply and answered him determinedly, “Yes!”
If he had the balls to die, she would be lashing his corpse so that he wouldn’t rest in peace!
Chapter 114: You’re the One Who Saved Me That Night?
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
At the moment, Li Shaoling’s eyes were tightly shut and his brow furrowed, seemingly in a lot of pain. His eyelashes throw a faint shadow over his eyelids, and his thin lips were tightly pursed.
His face was as white as paper, and no different from dead.
Nonetheless, Ji Weixi breathed a sigh of relief after touching his wrist and feeling the throbbing sensation of his pulse.
Suddenly, she was troubled why she had squabbled when she went to work with him in the morning.
Wouldn’t she be regretting it for the rest of her life if he died?
No, he wouldn’t die.
***
In the hospital, Jiang Cong quickly carried Li Shaoling to the chief neurologist’s office.
However, it was empty.
Then, when a nurse passed by, Jiang Cong hurried to her and asked, “Where’s Jiang Yigu?”
“Oh, Doctor Jiang? He’s in the middle of an operation upstairs,” the nurse said, before adding after a glance at her watch, “but he should be coming down soon, please wait for a moment.”
In the office, Ji Weixi held Li Shaoling’s hand fearfully as she watched him remain motionless.
His hand felt cool and wet from cold sweat.
His palm had always been warm, and never so icy.
Ji Weixi felt like she wanted to cry the more she dwelled on it, the thought of him dying hurt her heart as if it was torn apart agonizingly.
Beside her, the little one kept his tears from flowing and sniffed. “Mommy, Daddy will be okay. Don’t worry.”
Jiang Cong came and consoled her too, “Sister-in-law, be at ease! Boss is tough!”
Meanwhile, Tian Miaomiao was standing by the door and looking left and right, thinking why hadn’t the doctor arrived.
Xixi could be widowed if he didn’t.
That thought was a little exciting.
Nonetheless, a figure nearby caught her attention.
It was a man as slim as a woman, wearing a white lab coat and gold-rimmed glasses, which painted him an abstinent person.
His features were delicate but not at all feminine, although his eyes looked tired and he did not blink frequently.
He walked past Tian Miaomiao, entering the office without even sparing her a sideways glance.
Tian Miaomiao smelled the scent of antibiotics and fresh blood then.
Her eyes abruptly widened and she stood, petrified, her gaze trailing after him.
Jiang Cong looked at the man as if he had found a savior. “You’re finally here! Quick, see what’s wrong with Boss!”
Jiang Yigu cracked his sore neck. He took off his lab coat and put it on his chair although smelled of blood, revealing his checkered shirt in turn. Then, he walked up to Li Shaoling, pulling up his eyelids and listened to his vitals with his stethoscope.
After that, he looked up at Ji Weixi. “And you are?”
“Sister-in-law!”
“Oh, my!” Jiang Yigu lifted his brow. “Hello, Sister-in-law, it’s an honor to finally meet you!”
Ji Weixi remained expressionless, although her voice was very cold. “Cut the nonsense. Get to the point!”
Wow, she really doesn’t give face.
“Mister, is my Daddy going to be okay?” The little one looked at Jiang Yigu miserably, who almost toppled over when he saw the boy’s face.
He turned to Jiang Cong with a look that said when-did-Li-Shaoling-get-a-son.
And the boy was already so old!
Jiang Cong shrugged with a look that said how-should-I-know.
Holding a fist over his mouth and clearing his throat, Jiang Yigu then said, “From what I can see, his migraine is striking again. It’s just that it’s a little serious this time—let’s check if there are any lesions and then do an ECG.”
With that, Jiang Cong took Li Shaoling to carry out the suggested checkups.
Ji Weixi tried to get the little one to wait there, but he protested, insisting on waiting there.
Jiang Yigu remained seated at his desk after they left, removing his glasses and taking out a black cloth to wipe it.
Suddenly, he felt a distinct pair of eyes leveled on him. Since he was nearsighted, he had to narrow his eyes at the doorway.
“Take a seat!”
Tian Miaomiao entered and sat primly on the chair.
Putting on his glasses again, Jiang Yigu asked with a businesslike tone, “What seems to be the matter?”
He assumed that Tian Miaomiao was a patient, while she thought that he was concerned about her.
She bit her lip, fiddling her fingers. “You care so much about me.”
“Yes,” Jiang Yigu replied. “Caring for patients is a doctor’s duty.”
Eh? Patient?
Tian Miaomiao abruptly stood up and slammed her hands on his desk while glaring at him. “Don’t you recognize me?”
Startled, Jiang Yigu almost fell from his chair.
What a violent woman!
He hesitated for a moment before asking, “Should I… know you?”
“You saved me that night!”
Although she was drunk then and couldn’t see the person clearly, she would not forget that he wore glasses and had the smell of antibiotics.
For the rest of her life.
Even in the bar that night, there was a thick scent of blood and antibiotics on him.
She was very sure that this doctor saved her!
Still, Jiang Yigu looked perplexed. “What do you mean, I saved you? Could this be a new pickup line, miss?”
Enraged, Tian Miaomiao got up, went behind his desk and grabbed his collar. “Are you playing dumb with me? Afraid that I’ll eat you up? I’m thanking you because you helped me—a good deed should be known!”
Jiang Yigu looked totally frightened. He lifted her hands away from him finger by finger, and then fled to a corner of his office, protecting himself with both hands with an alert face. “D-don’t come! I’m a decent man!”
That left Tian Miaomiao speechless.
Why did she feel like she was kidnapping herself a husband?
Hence, she cleared her throat and acted like a proper lady. “Jiang Yigu, right? I will scream outside the door that you molested me if you don’t admit that you saved me!”
“Bro,” Jiang Yigu said awkwardly with a pleading face, “I really don’t know you. Moreover, I don’t go to bars—I have been busy with surgeries lately, where would I have the time for pleasure?”
It did not seem like he was lying either.
Nonetheless, Tian Miaomiao was doubtful. “Really?”
Jiang Yigu nodded sullenly. “You could ask the others in my department!”
Could she have been mistaken?
Could she have her memories be mixed up?
No way.
She looked up to find Jiang Yigu staring at her blankly, still keeping both arms in front of his chest as if he was defiled…
He really didn’t know her.
Well, it was likely that her savior had forgotten about it…
Tian Miaomiao was saddened at that.
Did she get the wrong person, then?
Awkward…
Blushing, Tian Miaomiao scratched her head. “Well… sorry, I think I got the wrong person.”
Jiang Yigu quickly waved her off nonchalantly. “It’s fine, it’s fine. Take a seat, bro.”
Once again, Tian Miaomiao was speechless.
Hadn’t she been a little rude?
On the other hand, Jiang Yigu looked at her and blinked, appearing a little bubbly and sloppy.
Tian Miaomiao felt even more disappointed then.
She realized that she definitely got the wrong person—the man who saved her was quite aloof and definitely wasn’t this goofball.
Sighing, she got up and left.
Unbeknownst to her, Jiang Yigu’s expression changed as soon as she left, a hint of color flashing beneath his cool eyes.
***
Tian Miaomiao found Jiang Cong helping Li Shaoling walk, the latter having just recovered.
Li Shaoling’s face regained some redness but was still rather pale, and he was shambling. His clean forehead was dripping with sweat, and there was an unconcealed pained look on his face.
Ji Weixi was walking at his side, holding her and looking very worried.
All that she said about not caring about him turned out to be fake.
As expected, all women are pigs!
Chapter 115: President Li Is Acting Spoiled…
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Jiang Cong handed the test results to Jiang Yigu in his office.
With Ji Weixi holding up Li Shaoling on his chair, he seized the chance and leaned on her.
“Eh?” Ji Weixi stiffened, afraid to move as she quickly looked at the others around them.
Luckily, they did not notice them.
Meanwhile, Jiang Yigu had put the ECG scans on a light plate, clicking his tongue. “I say, President Li… your head is fine.”
Li Shaoling glared at him with a cold, sharp look, but Jiang Yigu merely beamed at him and slammed the report on his desk. “Tell me. Have you been angry, staying up late, or drinking?”
However, Li Shaoling answered him by closing his eyes to rest.
How insolent.
Irritated, Jiang Yigu clicked his tongue again, while Jiang Cong quickly answered in his stead, “The Boss has been staying up late and angry, but he didn’t go drinking.”
“Why not let’s set up a date then—I’ll cut your head open to take a look.”
Li Shaoling’s eyes promptly widened, exuding killing intent.
Jiang Yigu was promptly cowed. “Ahem… well, your case is neural. If you remember something but find it a blur, don’t keep thinking hard on it—just let things flow naturally. Additionally, I’m telling you now not to stay up late or get angry! Take care of your body, our sister-in-law here is still young!”
He actually wanted to add ‘don’t widow her’, but was not brave enough to say it.
Meanwhile, Li Shaoling turned away and said hoarsely, “Shut up.”
“Excuse me,” Ji Weixi suddenly spoke then, “Is his condition… serious?”
Jiang Yigu quickly made a somber, mysterious face. “Well… that’s hard to say… ouch!”
“Talk like a human being!” Li Shaoling exclaimed.
He’s already that miserable, but his eyes are still so frightening!
“It’s actually not that serious. The main thing is that his brain was hurt in the past, damaging his hippocampus—neural pain is therefore unavoidable. He would feel unbearable pain whenever he remembers some fragment of memories, but he has always been tough… so be at ease, Sister-in-law!”
Ji Weixi breathed a sigh of relief inwardly, but her little one pouted unhappily.
“Mommy, that man doesn’t feel reliable.”
“Yeah, definitely.”
As the others stood up and started to leave, Tian Miaomiao turned to find Jiang Yigu winking at her. “Remember to make an appointment next time you want to woo me, lady?”
Not one for pickup lines, Tian Miaomiao blushed and cursed, “Scoundrel!”
Nonetheless, Jiang Yigu waved at her. “Come again~”
He looked like an old waitress 1 greeting a customer.
However, when the office door was closed, Jiang Yigu stood up and went to the window.
His face looked cold, and he closed his eyes in pain as if remembering something in the past.
***
Ji Weixi and the others left the hospital and got in their car, with Li Shaoling resting his head on her narrow shoulder once again.
Feeling that sinking weight, she turned to find him with his eyes closed, his brow deeply furrowed and his breathing heavy.
Ji Weixi did not move at first, afraid of making him feel uncomfortable. However, her waist eventually felt ill at ease, and so she shifted a bit.
Li Shaoling complained, “It hurts…”
Two simple words, at once giving grief and acting spoiled.
Ji Weixi patted his head by reflex, and mimicked his speech, “Good boy. It won’t hurt soon…”
Li Shaoling shifted his head a little. “Hurts…”
Ji Weixi gasped while Jiang Cong almost crashed the car. Only the little one was calm.
One must have an infinitely thick face to get the wife!
He was satisfied with such a daddy, although his flaw was that he was lacking in a certain aspect.
Ji Weixi wanted to slap Li Shaoling right then.
Well, whatever. He’s ill at the moment.
“Where does it hurt?” She asked, keeping her patience.
Pouting a little, Li Shaoling rubbed his head on her shoulder. “Head hurts.”
Mother…
What a puppy. Ji Weixi could feel her own motherly instincts overflowing as she looked on.
Nonetheless, she kept telling herself that it’s about patient care, or her son wouldn’t have a father if he dies…
She raised her hand then, and gently rubbed his temples.
Li Shaoling enjoyed it with his eyes closed. “Gentler.”
And then, “Harder.”
Jiang Cong was exclaiming in shock inwardly. If he couldn’t see the massage, his imagination would be running wild with the voices alone!
The little one snuggled up to them then. “Mommy, Mommy, I want a massage too!”
Li Shaoling opened his eyes and shot him a cold look. “None for you.”
She was his woman. Why would a brat get to join the fun?
“Hmph! Fine!” The little one lifted his brow cheekily. “I had Mommy to myself for four years, la-la-la!”
The inside of the car became freezing right then.
Jiang Cong enjoyed the show as he drove.
Father and son might start fighting one of these days.
***
Back at the office, Li Shaoling was still grumbling about the pain. He wanted Ji Weixi to keep him company, not letting her go whatever she might say.
It was a stunning scene, with him behaving like a weaning child that wouldn’t leave his mother.
Disgusted, both the little one and Tian Miaomiao returned to Ji Weixi’s office.
Then, when Ji Weixi sat on the sofa, and Li Shaoling quickly lay down, using her lap as a pillow and squeezing his huge frame onto the furniture.
She tolerated it, again, and again.
Li Weixi put his arms around her waist, his brow tightening even more as he pursed his thin lips.
As she rubbed his temples, Ji Weixi said, “You must remember what the doctor ordered…”
“Yes,” he replied quietly. “You shouldn’t make me angry.”
“…”
“It would be best if you obey me.”
“…”
Kid, you lack the vicious spanking of society!
Anyone acting so ridiculously would be seized for detention!
“By the way, what about that thing?” Li Shaoling suddenly asked then.
“I found the culprit and the evidence is solid, but I can’t find that person.” Ji Weixi sighed. “I went to her home, but her neighbor said that she moved.”
“Okay. Do your best.” Li Shaoling closed his eyes.
“…”
‘Mister president, that isn’t what you should be saying!
‘Shouldn’t it be: It’ll be alright, I’m here!?’
As she had thought, Li Shaoling wasn’t normal, just like how his brain was different from normal humans.
That being said, she wasn’t thinking about having him help.
Still, with the company’s profit at stake, was he really going to let her be?
When Ji Weixi remembered that it affected him considerably, she quickly massaged his head and shoulders for him.
After some time, her hands were sore and Li Shaoling fell asleep.
She could not help looking down at him.
In his sleep, he was a quiet, beautiful man who looks like he could be kneaded.
She had the impulse to slap him a few times right then.
In fact, her hand itched for it.
Still, Ji Weixi merely stretched lazily, shifting her numb buttocks. Li Shaoling, upset in his sleep, frowned.
She breathed a long sigh and leaned on the sofa, closing her eyes to rest.
Her eyelids grew heavier, and her consciousness was slowly fading as well…
***
After who-knows-how-long, the skies darkened.
The streetlights were lit when Jiang Cong knocked on the door and entered, with the inside of the house remaining dim and silent.
Ji Weixi’s eyes were closed, and she was leaning a little sideways on the sofa.
Li Shaoling was sleeping soundly on her lap. His brow was relaxed, seemingly having recovered considerably.
It was a heartwarming scene.
Chapter 116: You Must Miss Me
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Jiang Cong simply stood where he was, neither able to approach them nor to leave.
Feeling uncomfortable from someone’s stare, Ji Weixi woke up then, straightening her back, rubbing her neck and slowly opening her eyes.
She found Jiang Cong staring at her without blinking, his eyes shining from the illumination of the lights outside.
Startled, Ji Weixi stood up, completely forgetting that someone was on her lap.
“Are you trying to scare me to death?!”
Meanwhile, Li Shaoling promptly crashed to the floor. He opened his eyes with an empty, dispassionate gaze and a dark look.
Both of them were staring at Jiang Cong disgruntledly.
He shuddered and said meekly, “Well… it’s time to get off work.”
Ji Weixi then remembered the gathering later which Tian Miaomiao had mentioned, and asked Li Shaoling, “Are you going to the dinner tonight?”
“No!” Li Shaoling coldly declined, having been left very irritated by his rough waking-up.
“Boss never joins those things,” Jiang Cong added.
“Oh. Well, you should go home with Jiayu—I’m going to the gathering with Miaomiao.”
Li Shaoling pulled her then. “Do you have enough money?”
“I can give you if you don’t.”
“I have enough. Don’t forget to bring your son home, I’m off.” Ji Weixi refused his money since she wouldn’t accept it anyway, and was a little embarrassed from his pampering stare.
“You’re not allowed to drink.”
“Okay.”
Li Shaoling pulled at her again with a complaining look. “Ask me if I’m sick.”
…Was there anyone who would so purposefully tell someone to ask if they are sick?
He must be the first.
Still, he was clearly not sick given how he had the strength to stare daggers at Jiang Cong right after he woke up.
However, Ji Weixi decided to smile drily to satisfy President Li. “Are you still sick?”
Li Shaoling grinned, having got what he wanted. “Yes, I need your hugs to recover.”
Jiang Cong felt his body hair standing on end and shuddered.
‘Oh my, President Li is really such a spectacle when he’s clingy…’
On the other hand, Ji Weixi felt her temper being grinded away by him.
Nonetheless, she spread her arms.
Li Shaoling went up and hugged her, even giving her a kiss. “Think of me.”
“Okay, okay, I’ll miss you!” Ji Weixi replied half-heartedly.
“Go.” Li Shaoling patted her head, his eyes showering a myriad of affection. “Call me when you want to come home, I’ll come to give you a ride.”
Ji Weixi nodded while blushing. “Well, I’m off.”
“Okay.”
Li Shaoling watched as she left with a loving, inseparable look.
Jiang Cong approached him, glancing at him and then at the doorway. “Boss… are you two in love?”
As he withdrew his gaze, Li Shaoling face grew turned cold immediately. “What do you care?”
‘Then why do you care if I asked?’ Jiang Cong retorted inwardly.
***
Outside the office, Ji Weixi bumped into Tian Miaomiao who was just about to enter.
The little one was with her, and he gestured for Ji Weixi to crouch.
“What is it?”
He gave her a peck on her cheek. “Come home early, Mommy. I’ll wait for you with Daddy at home!”
Li Shaoling saw that.
He walked to them with a long face. Gathered Ji Weixi into his arms, he kissed her as if there was no one watching.
Ji Weixi pushed him away indignantly, but he had already left. “Go.”
With that, he looked down provokingly and cheekily at the little one.
Ji Weixi looked uncomfortable between them. “Behave, you two.”
The little one quickly responded by hugging Li Shaoling’s leg. “It’s okay, Mommy. We are very close, right, Daddy?”
Li Shaoling feigned a smile. “Yeah.”
Father and son then watched as Ji Weixi left and promptly pulled away in disgust.
***
Around thirty people were participating in the CBS gathering.
Most of them were from the top echelons of different departments, and were important figures even if some weren’t rich.
Wang Sicheng, the organizer, had reserved a huge private box at Sheng Huang Hotel ahead of time.
Both Ji Weixi and Tian Miaomiao were late. They could hear the merrymaking inside when they arrived at the box.Read more chapter on our vipnovel.com
Nonetheless, when they opened the door, everyone’s smiles froze when they saw Ji Weixi’s face, leaving the room in silence.
It was an awkward scene.
Rumors had swirled around Ji Weixi when she first joined CBS.
Coupled with her young age and good looks, she was envied by female colleagues and coveted by the men.
Tian Miaomiao tugged at Ji Weixi’s hand a little fearfully then.
After all, most of those seated were geniuses, and the box was basically a gathering place of bosses.
Ji Weixi simply took her seat, looked around and said calmly, “Why’s no one talking? Surprised to see me?”
As soon as spoke, some of the men quickly replied, “No, no! It’s our honor to have dinner in your presence, Lady Ji!”
Wang Sicheng quickly stood up and poured her some beer. “Cheers, Miss Ji. It’s the first time we met, so let me introduce myself—I’m Wang Sicheng, vice-chief for sales.”
“Go hide yourself in a corner, sales. Miss Ji, I’m Zhang Nan, assistant manager of operations. Come, let’s drink—we’re friends now, so come to me if you have any problems!”
The men who loved to put up a show were falling over themselves to have Ji Weixi drink to the point a fight broke out.
Be that as it may, although they were getting acquainted with Ji Weixi on the surface, everyone was aware of what it actually meant at work.
While they would privately spread the word saying that Ji Weixi belonged to Li Shaoling, everyone knew that relationships at the workplace were nothing more a voluntary and equivalent exchange of profits.
In other words, so what if Ji Weixi was Li Shaoling’s girl?
If CBS was an empire, Li Shaoling would be the emperor.
And since ancient times, there had been many ladies who would pander to the emperor. How many of those monarchs could withstand the temptation?
That was why everyone saw Ji Weixi as nothing more than Li Shaoling’s toy.
She would be thrown away when the time comes.
And when they thought about it, it would be quite exciting to get their hands on the woman their superior played with.
Be that as it may, a glance was enough for Ji Weixi to tell that the men pouring drinks for her were around thirty-five and somewhat balding. Their faces looked oily under the light too, although Wang Sicheng fared better.
Ji Weixi felt a little proud then—Li Shaoling was almost thirty, but was more good-looking than some of those kids in their early twenties.
Especially his form…
Slim when dressed, muscular when undressed.
So… something.
Meanwhile, as Ji Weixi simply sat and said nothing, everyone could not help turning their eyes towards her.
Still, they stayed silent, waiting for her to speak.
Tian Miaomiao felt even more awkward then. What could she be thinking about!
“Xixi…” She discreetly nudged Ji Weixi with her elbow, prodding her softly.
Ji Weixi recovered, and found the men still holding aloft the glasses of beer they were offering her.
She smiled calmly. “Sorry, I don’t drink.”
She never had been alcohol-tolerant.
“Oh, it’ll be fine,” the one called Zhang Nan waved her off nonchalantly. “This beer has the lowest alcohol content, it’s best for people who don’t drink like you.”
“That’s right, Miss Ji,” Wang Sicheng added. “You’ve only joined CBS recently, let’s make this a welcome dinner for you.”
Someone parroted as soon as he finished. “Everyone, let’s welcome Miss Ji to CBS, alright?!”
The crowd joined in, “Alright!”
Ji Weixi found herself between a rock and a hard place right then.
It seemed that those men are going to force her to drink.
Chapter 117: Qixi Special Chapter (Non-Canon)
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Today is seventh day of the seventh Chinese month (Qixi).
Li Shaoling had sent the little one to Tian Miaomiao’s home the night before.
The little one protested at first, but he changed his mind when Li Shaoling assured him that his sister would arrive in the process, and hence picked up a box of his toys and happily went to Tian Miaomiao.
The thick curtains could no longer block out the morning light, with blinding rays slipping through the seams.
Ji Weixi had slept late on the night before—it was already ten in the morning. Rubbing her eyes, she tossed around, her body sore all around.
That damned man!
In that moment, an arm gathered her but Ji Weixi kept both hands on his chest, her voice at once drowsy and lazy, “You’re so annoying!”
“Feeling uncomfortable? Good girl, I’ll give you a massage.”
With his black hair in a mess, Li Shaoling resembled a fox on the hunt.
And Ji Weixi did not expect that his ‘massage’ was not really a massage…
***
Three hours later.
It was already past noon.
Hungry and tired, Ji Weixi continued sleeping after Li Shaoling helped her bathe.
“Get up.”
Li Shaoling gave her a tender slap; he sounded as if he was satiated.
Ji Weixi grunted a few times but remained reluctant to move, and so Li Shaoling voice turned tender. “Good girl, get up. It’s time to eat.”
She promptly opened her eyes wide to find the man looking breezy, and she abruptly exploded in rage. “I’ll eat you up!”
“…You don’t need to be that bloodthirsty.”
“Bastard!”
Ji Weixi sat up and started hitting him in irritation, but Li Shaoling caught her small hands and pulled her into his arms with a smile. “Still sore?”
“Nonsense!”
“Uh-hu. I was wrong then.”
That apology did not sound repentant at all. Ji Weixi pushed him off, kicking her fair servant into the floorboards.
Flustered and assuming that she was angry, Li Shaoling held her from behind. “Don’t be angry, okay? I was wrong; I won’t do that to you again.”
Ji Weixi blushed. “Let go, I’m going to the toilet.”
However, her leg went soft with the next step and she fell to the floor too.
Feeling pain in his chest, Li Shaoling picked her up and put her on the bed, checking her for injuries. “Let me have a look. Did that hurt?”
“It’s your fault!” Ji Weixi pouted, becoming more aggrieved the more she thought about it.
Soon, her tears were dropping like a broken string of pearls.
“Don’t cry, okay?” Li Shaoling was now completely panicking as she cried, but he cleaned her small face despite his bewilderment. “Good girl, don’t cry, I won’t bully you ever again.”
Ji Weixi hit him as she cried. “It’s your fault! I can’t even walk now!”
Her nose was red and she had circles around her now-watery eyes, and she looked just like a wounded deer.
He knew that she was as tender as she appeared outwardly strong, a little girl more delicate than everyone else.
Li Shaoling kept his arms tightly around her and gently coaxed, “I won’t do that ever again. Forgive me, alright? And I’ll carry you if you can’t walk, okay?”
Ji Weixi vengefully rubbed her tears on him—only then did she nod.
After he carried her to the toilet and helped her washed up, he put his shirt over her and carried her downstairs.
Ji Weixi sat on his lap and enjoyed him feeding her.
She must be hungry too—the bowl of porridge was soon finished.
Then, after a sip of milk, she said, “I’m still hungry.”
Li Shaoling himself was a little red when he saw a drop of milk lingering at the corner of her lips, gulping as he averted his eyes.
It was so discreetly seductive. He must stay calm—he shouldn’t torment her any longer, or she would really get angry.
When that happens, she would give him the cold shoulder.
After eating, the pair returned upstairs beneath their sheets and played with their phones.
Li Shaoling was hugging her from her back, his scalding palm rubbing her belly.
“Why do you keep touching me there?” Ji Weixi could not help but ask.
“I’m thinking that there should be a Weixi Junior now after I’ve worked so hard.” Li Shaoling looked serious.
“Tsk.” Ji Weixi was red-faced, but she decided to shatter his fantasy. “Stop dreaming.”
A little disappointed, Li Shaoling pinched her cheek. “It’s alright. I’ll keep working hard if that wasn’t successful.”
She wouldn’t be the one getting tired anyway.
Ji Weixi ignored him and kept her eyes on her phone self-indulgently.
Li Shaoling frowned when he saw that her screen was a page full of tightly-packed Chinese characters. “What are you reading?”
“Novel.”
“What novel?”
“Romance.”
Li Shaoling was upset. “Don’t read those things.”
After all, why not look at him more if she had the time?
Be that as it may, Ji Weixi flipped around and started bragging, “I say, this novel [Mister Li, the Heart Bandit] is such a good read. You should learn a thing or two from the protagonist—he’s so nice to the female protagonist, spoiling her and teasing her… And then there’s you!”
Li Shaoling glowered. “Ji Weixi, are you comparing me to a one-dimensional character?”
Damned woman!
“I’m just saying…” Ji Weixi said gingerly. “Moreover, the protagonist shares your last name…”
However, Li Shaoling was further enraged, and his voice grew sinister. “What rotten title for a book is that? That protagonist doesn’t deserve that last name. And you are not allowed to keep reading! I’ll break your legs if you do!
“Okay…”
“Who’s the author?” He really wanted to know who wrote that stuff!
“Jiang Duhuan,” Ji Weixi replied.
Fantastic.
Li Shaoling sneered. “He’s got no future now.”
“You’re being cruel, Li Shaoling.” Ji Weixi retorted.
He responded by holding her chin. “No novels from now on. You are only allowed to look at me—got it?”
Inwardly, Ji Weixi wanted badly to exhume all his ancestors, but she nodded tamely. “Got it.”
Li Shaoling then snatched away her phone, and deleted [Mister Li, the Heart Bandit] from her library!
That was when notification after notification popped up on a window.
He clicked and entered to find himself in a chat group called [Happy Gramps Harem 3000 (group 1)], server code: 763134255.
And then another, [Happy Gramps Harem 3000 (group 2)], server code: 473063005.
The reader circles were chatting away merrily in the two groups, leaving Li Shaoling utterly exasperated. “This author is so shameless!”
Harem 3000, even?!
And his wife was in it too.
Leave server!
Ji Weixi was his and his only. No one can take her from him!
This author has no future!
None!
Chapter 118: Qixi Special Chapter (Part Two)
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Considerably annoyed, Ji Weixi turned around and ignored his presence.
Li Shaoling, however, put down the phone and snuggled up to her. “Angry?”
She closed her eyes, breathing evenly and pretended to be asleep.
“I was wrong. Don’t be angry, it’s bad for your health.”
Ji Weixi smirked inwardly.
‘Heh. Quick to admit a mistake, aren’t we?’
Still, with a high and mighty man like Li Shaoling, each confession prompted the sense that ‘I may admit my mistake, but I would still do it next time’.
Moreover, she was a diehard fan of Jiang Duhuan. For him to force her to leave his server, unforgivable!
Meanwhile, Li Shaoling was sweet-talking her when she kept ignoring him. “Weixi, I was wrong. I would do anything, please forgive me?”
She promptly opened her eyes. “Really?”
“Really.”
“Alright!” Ji Weixi’s eyes brightened and she pointed on the floor. “Fifty push-ups.”
Li Shaoling quickly agreed, but he did not move for a long time.
Ji Weixi’s voice turned cold then in full grief. “Li Shaoling, you liar! I don’t care about you anymore!”
That was when he suddenly got up and held both hands at her sides.
Frightened, Ji Weixi held herself. “Wh-what are you doing?”
He smiled wickedly. “Push-ups, of course.”
With that, his arm arched and he began his punishment.
Ji Weixi lay flat as he continued to do one push-up after another.
His face was close one moment and distant in the next, leaving Ji Weixi’s face getting redder by the moment.
Handsome boys are so awesome!
Then, his eyes full of pampering love, he lowered his head and gave her a kiss, leaving her blushing a crimson.
He repeated that with every subsequent push-up.
Eventually, unable to resist their urges, man and woman rolled into one before fifty-push-ups were completed…
—Countless words omitted here—
***
Three hours later.
A dazed Ji Weixi was being held up by Li Shaoling before he picked her up and put her into the car.
She then leaned on him lazily and stared at the lights outside.
“Where are you taking me?” She asked.
Li Shaoling tousled her hair. “You’ll know soon enough.”
She fell into his arms and toyed with his long fingers out of boredom.
Those fingers looked so nice—she had the urge to chop them off and preserve them.
She sighed then. Having lived too long with a pervert, she had become one too.
The car then stopped, and Jiang Cong cleared his throat. “Boss, Sister-in-law, we’ve arrived. Have a good time.”
He especially chewed on the word ‘good time.”
Ji Weixi shyly buried her face in Li Shaoling’s chest. After casting her a loving glance, he turned to Jiang Cong and clicked his tongue. “Poor, poor lonely soul.”
“…Can I resign?” Jiang Cong asked.
“No.” Li Shaoling said with a tone that allowed no protest. “I like tormenting you.”
Jiang Cong left with a long face.
Another day of envying.
Later, Li Shaoling led Ji Weixi to a porcelain-white barge.
Boom—
Abruptly, the dark skies were aflame with dazzling fireworks.
Each of those massive explosions resembled petals of colorful flowers, blossoming rapidly and wilting soon after.
On the LED screen of a tower beside the river, pixels of myriad colors formed the words: Ji Weixi, I love you.
Ji Weixi’s world was abruptly silent despite the noise right beside her ears.
She stared at the three words ‘I love you’, and blankly turned to the man beside her.
His face was tender beneath the light from the fireworks, his clear eyes as bright as obelisks.
She was reflected ever distinctly in his profound gaze of a thousand affections.
He presented her a rose which he kept hidden at his back then, and looked at her with eyes full of love. “Today is Qixi—the day the Weaver and the Cowherd meet and the sixteenth year I’ve loved you. I hope—be it in the next seventeen or twenty years, that you are the one beside me.”
“I loved you when I don’t understand love, and even after I had learned it. I live and breathe for you, for you are in my heart and my mind. You are my world…”
He suddenly paused and grinned, his dark and profound gaze looking watery. “That is why no one else is allowed to touch you. You are mine and mine only—in life and in death. I love you, and no one would replace you.”
Ji Weixi listened on, her eyes becoming red and her tears flowing freely.
She complained as she wiped them off. “You and your horrible possessiveness. Aren’t you afraid I’ll leave you?”
“I’m not afraid.” Li Shaoling replied with conviction. “We already have a son. Don’t even think about leaving me when we get another daughter.”
Once again, he was binding her with their child.
Annoyed, Ji Weixi punched him and burst into tears. “You always do that… You’re outrageous!”
Still, she sniffed and then hugged him, suddenly beaming. “But… I love you, I guess I like perverts after all.”
It was her own fault for being a masochist.
Her life was complete with a man who loved her so much.
However, Li Shaoling was left at a loss for the moment—even his eyes were blank.
“You there?” Ji Weixi asked, poking his face.
The man looks adorable even with that dumb look.
“Li Shao—Oooh…”
He had abruptly pulled her into his arms, enveloping her like a raging storm.
He knew that she loved his strength, and therefore would never leave him.
She understood that he loved her with his life, and would protect her until the very end.
Under the colors of the night, they held each other tightly, melting into it.
It was breezing from the river banks, the winds gently blew over the surface. Petals were falling over the barge, and as clothes were removed and belts undone, the long night of physical unions fluttered without ceasing.
A beautiful singing voice emanated some distance away from the barge, fitting everything down to a tee.
‘I’m willing to become the one in the fairy tale, the angel that you love.
‘I extend this pair of hands, and turn them into wings to protect you.
‘You must believe, believe that we would be like the fairy tale.
‘Where the ending comes with blessings and happiness!’
Chapter 119: My Woman is Beautiful Ji!
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
It seemed that she would have to drink.
Refusing directly was not giving face, and not knowing what’s good for herself.
Moreover, this was the first time she has dinner with other CBS employees.
“Alright,” Ji Weixi accepted and stood up to take one of the beers, but Tian Miaomiao protested.
She tugged at her sleeve, shaking her head and whispered, “No, Xixi, you can’t drink! That’s…”
Someone who clearly had sharp ears interrupted them then, “What do you mean, can’t drink? There’re so many people here. What can we do to her?”
The others chorused. “That’s right, we can’t do anything to her!”
Ji Weixi knew that Li Shaoling told her not to drink, but having one or two wouldn’t hurt. Furthermore, she should give face since there were many around them watching.
It wouldn’t be nice of her to refuse.
Ji Weixi clapped Tian Miaomiao’s shoulder and accepted Zhang Nan’s drink, downing it in one go.
Everyone around them promptly broke into applause, and Wang Sicheng offered her another beer. “Here, Miss Ji. Cheers.”
Ji Weixi waved him off and sat, showing her refusal.
Wang Sicheng’s face fell slightly. “Ji Weixi, you already had one. Two wouldn’t differ too much, come, drink up.”
“One is my limit,” she calmly replied. “I’m allergic to alcohol.”
Someone spoke nonchalantly then, “It will be fine! Drink as much as you can—there’s a hospital next door, we’ll take you there if you really couldn’t stand it.”
Are people so shameless in urging others to drink nowadays?
Being mildly sensitive to alcohol, and later finding the alcohol content on the higher side after that one drink as well as having downed it in one go, Ji Weixi felt a little dazed and that her face was burning.
That damned Zhang Nan fooled her!
Nonetheless, some amongst the crowd was getting upset. “Miss Ji, we’re simply giving you a heartfelt welcome. Can’t you spare some face?”
“That’s right! Our great assistant manager Wang is left hanging for so long. You shouldn’t embarrass him!”
How insufferable!
Enraged, Tian Miaomiao yelled loudly at the crowd. “What, you lot can’t be satisfied until she’s hospitalized? Don’t you know how dangerous it is for someone allergic to drink!? I’m telling you, all of you are accomplices if anything happens to Xixi. None of you gets off scot-free! Do you think you would still have a job then? Hell no—all of you are going to prison!”
Ji Weixi promptly became Tian Miaomiao’s fan once more. “Miaomiao, you’re so cool!”
The crowd was left silent after she spoke, with Wang Sicheng awkwardly returning to his seat.
However, after a few seconds of silence in the private box, a woman dressed flamboyantly said darkly, “That’s right. Our Miss Ji is very important to our President Li. I advise you all not to cross her.”
“True! President Li treasure her so much he did not even give her a status.” Another woman wearing bright red lips exclaimed, covering a smile of schadenfreude. “That’s what I’m saying, the saddest thing for ladies is not only lacking status, but also being treated like a pet with an expiry date!”
The jealous women promptly killed off the lively mood in the private box.
Although a little dazed, Ji Weixi was still sober enough, but she felt a breeze behind her just as she was about to speak.
She turned to find the doors to the private box being opened by two waiters.
Then, Li Shaoling entered.
His tall, straight frame and his eyes made him appear darker and colder than the night, whereas his thin lips and tightly furrowed face was ridiculously handsome.
Meanwhile, his arrival left everyone stunned and scrambling to their feet.
His silence left an even more oppressive atmosphere in the private box—no one dared to breathe even too loudly.
Ji Weixi tried to stand up as well but stumbled, her feet caving as she dropped back into her seat.
Underneath the lights, her face was bright red, her eyes cloudy and watery and only half-open.
A raging flame built up Li Shaoling’s chest even as he looked at her. Every man in the private box got to see that seductive look!
His face darkened further at the thought.
Hence, he walked up to her, lifted her chin and coldly asked, “Didn’t I tell you not to drink?”
Ji Weixi blinked a few times at him. Unable to control herself, she flashed him a silly smile. “Didn’t you say you weren’t coming?”
That tone—at once complaining and charming, left Li Shaoling angrier.
He shouldn’t have let her come. When he remembered everyone had seen that silly face, he really wanted to gouge out the eyes of every man who saw it.
“Who made you drink!?” He roared.
Without thinking, Ji Weixi turned and pointed at Zhang Nan. “He… he tricked me…”
Zhang Nan shook his head tearfully. “No, President Li! I didn’t! I’m being framed!”
Li Shaoling’s eyes were bleeding. “Get lost!”
Breathing a sigh of relief and scrambling away, Zhang Nan suddenly paused at the door, asking slow-wittedly, “President Li… are you telling me to get lost now or…”
“Don’t ever show up in front of me ever again.”
He was fired!
Wang Sicheng quickly ran to Li Shaoling and tried to calm the situation. “President Li, please don’t be angry. It’s just a social dinner, surely you can understand that? Furthermore, getting Miss Ji to have a drink would be fine…”
Fuming, Li Shaoling cut him short, “Who’s a miss?”
Wang Sicheng could not quite react to that. “Huh? Oh… I’m talking about Miss Ji…”
Li Shaoling seethed. “Your whole family are whores 1!”
Everyone was left speechless.
That being said, President Li was so frightening when he’s angry. It was just a way of addressing a person, and yet he rigidly got the wrong idea about that, and then charging Wang Sicheng with that crime.
Wang Sicheng was scared to within an inch of his life. “I was wrong, President Li! I won’t call her that from now on, so… what should I call her?”
“Beautiful. Beautiful Ji.”
Ji Weixi gave him a little punch. “That’s so old-fashioned, Li Shaoling.”
He sneered. “At least it’s better than whore.”
“…You have the wrong idea there.”
“I. Don’t. Care!”
He simply wanted to throw a fit.
Ji Weixi’s head hurt even worse then, and she stood up by pulling at his sleeve. “I want to go home.”
Li Shaoling took her in his arms, and she leaned on his chest meekly, smelling heavily of alcohol.
She really never listens.
Then, Li Shaoling threw the crowd another cold, frightening look. “Who was it who said that Ji Weixi is a pet?”
Everyone lowered their heads as soon as he spoke, afraid to look up.
One of them, a red-lipped woman who was dressed in rather risqué fashion kept her head the lowest, her eyes swiveling as her body stayed stiff.
Clearly, she was feeling guilty.
“Lu Xiao, look up.” Li Shaoling voice was dark but allowed no space for argument.
The woman looked up and smiled unnaturally. “P-President Li, what is it?”
“Your makeup is almost dropping into the bowl.” Li Shaoling grinned vaguely.
“Huh?” Startled, Lu Xiao quickly took out an air cushion from her handbag and redid her makeup with the mirror.
Meanwhile, Li Shaoling had picked up a drinking glass and smashed it down the center of the Lazy Susan on the table.
Bang—
The glass shattered, its shards flying around. Everyone quickly dodged out of the way while Lu Xiao, who was busy with her makeup reacted too slowly, and was cut on the arm by the glass shards.
She shrieked and turned, staring at Li Shaoling in horror.
He said, putting weight behind every word and making it very clear, “I only have one woman and she’s my wife. Understand?”
Chapter 120: Why are You Here, Doctor Jiang?
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Lu Xiao’s face went pale white. Gulping forcefully, she nodded even as she shuddered.
Ji Weixi looked up at the man who resembled a god, and actually felt a little worshipful then.
He was… so manly.
Really, she must have drunk too much to think that.
Still, while she was blanking out, Li Shaoling had already picked her up and carried her outside.
“Eeeeh! Let me down!”
So many people were watching!
Ji Weixi kept struggling, her drunk sobbing invoking much pity.
On the other hand, Li Shaoling’s face looked utterly frightening and just like a kidnapper.
One of the bellboys watching the door quickly stopped him. “Stop, you criminal! How dare you kidnap a woman in public!”
“…”
Li Shaoling’s eyes went crimson. “She’s my wife.”
When the bellboy appeared not to buy it, he added, “What? Do you want my marriage certificate?”
Not that he had one.
Nonetheless, the bellboy withdrew from his terrifying face and cleared the way for him.
Tian Miaomiao was a little worried when she saw Li Shaoling roughly stuff Ji Weixi into his car, and spoke out while braving the pain of death, “Excuse me, President Li… could you be gentle with Xixi? Try not to hurt her.”
As soon as she spoke, however, Li Shaoling glared at her and coldly chided her without allowing any explanation, “What kind of an assistant are you!? Don’t you know that she can’t drink?”
“I… I tried to stop her, but everyone was forcing her to drink. Xixi couldn’t do a thing, nor could I stop them…”
“Shouldn’t you be aware as an assistant?” Li Shaoling’s voice was icy and devoid of emotion. “Remember, our company doesn’t keep lazy bums. You are disappearing if this happens again!”
Usually, Tian Miaomiao thought that she had developed an immunity, becoming invincible after being single for so long.
However, she couldn’t hold it in now—pursing her lips and putting a hand over her eyes, she burst into tears.
“I’m… I’m sorry, President Li… I’m so sorry!”
He was so scary she could die from fright.
Li Shaoling frowned. It’s always a problem whenever women broke into tears. Such a pain!
Ji Weixi tried to climb out of the car then. “Li Shaoling… w-why are you scolding Miaomiao!?”
Nonetheless, Li Shaoling slammed the door shut with a bang, got into the driver seat and floored the pedal.
His car sped off, kicking a pile of dust and leaving Tian Miaomiao, crying and full of grief.
She wiped away her tears and held herself, but she only became sadder.
She tried to hail a cab home, but there were not many cabs around at this hour.
Hence, Tian Miaomiao walked past two streets. There were fewer people around and the streetlights looked older, with some hanging out and flashing. There were a few stalls selling fried food, and though there was smoke rising into the air, there were few customers.
She looked at one and coincidentally met the stall owner’s eyes.
After the traumatic incident at the bar the other night, she hurried away as if afraid the man would chase her.
That was when she suddenly saw a rather familiar face.
Under the dim lights, the man had his head lowered and had both hands on his table. He was holding a skewer with his left hand and biting forcefully on it while chewing it aloofly.
As he gulped his food down, he took up his glass and had a few sips of beer, his eyes hanging low beneath his gold-rimmed spectacles and looking rather lonely with his delicate facial features.
He was dressed casually. It was the same checkered shirt she saw him wear in the morning, matched with black pants and Converse shoes.
A simple match of clothes, which somehow shrouded him in a noble coolness that stopped others from getting too close.
Despite her surprise, Tian Miaomiao approached him. “Doctor Jiang.”
Taken aback, he looked up.
Her hair was short and ear-length, with a few strands hanging loose at her forehead, her large eyes blank and surprised. The rest of her facial features was quite pretty too.
She was wearing a simple white t-shirt with overalls, along with sports shoes—a novel fashion.
“Yo. Why are you here?” Jiang Yigu forced a smile.
Tian Miaomiao planted herself opposite him. Sniffing, she took his glass and poured herself a drink.
“Social dinner at the company, that’s why I’m out a little late.”
“None of them offered you a ride?”
“Who would?” Tian Miaomiao pouted and was about to finish the whole beer.
Jiang Yigu snatched off her glass at once. “Don’t drink too much. You’re a girl.”
Tian Miaomiao was quite disgruntled with that title, and corrected him, “I’m not a girl anymore!”
Jiang Yigu lifted his brow. “You… no longer?”
“No longer what?” Tian Miaomiao’s head was blank and couldn’t quite understand him.
It was only when Jiang Yigu gave her a head-to-toe look and a vague smile that she blushed. “I mean I’m no longer a child… I’m an adult!”
“You should still cut the drinking, especially when in other’s company.” Then, pausing with the glass just beside his mouth, Jiang Yigu asked, “How much can you drink?”
Tian Miaomiao shook his head. “Not much. Really not much.”
“One glass and you’re out?”
Tian Miaomiao nodded, and Jiang Yigu held the glass beside her mouth. “Drink up.”
She was left bewildered. “What are you doing?”
He was stopping her from drinking just a moment ago, and telling her to drink now?
Was he right in the head?
Nonetheless, Jiang Yigu smiled sinisterly. “After you drink and get stoned, we can have a drunken fumble. Either way, I won’t have to take responsibility.”
“You…” Tian Miaomiao’s face went red. She stood up, slapped the table and roared, “Jiang Yigu, you’re a scumbag! Explode right here, right now!”
Startled, the owners of the stalls turned towards them to enjoy the show.
“Oh-oh-oh!” Jiang Yigu promptly pulled her down and made a serious face. “Can’t you keep it down? How am I going to hang around if someone hears you?”
Tian Miaomiao slapped him off and sneered. “You’re a scumbag, but you’re also afraid that others would call you that?”
Jiang Yigu rolled his eyes at her, before putting his index finger and middle finger together to poke her forehead. “What are you thinking? I’m just putting on a show to tell you that you can’t simply drink with others. Otherwise, no one would admit whatever happened. Don’t you understand you would be given grief? You silly little thing?”
Tian Miaomiao’s head swayed from his poke and she blanked out, staring into his eyes.
When he became serious, Jiang Yigu did not appear like a dirty old man at all.
In fact, he was indescribably good-looking.
Moreover…
Silly little thing…
That was the first time someone called her that, and the first time someone poked her forehead.
She… was happy.
“What? Are you sick?” Jiang Yigu frowned. “Do you need the toilet?”
“It… it’s fine.” Tian Miaomiao turned away from his judging look, afraid of looking straight into his eyes as her heart thumped wildly.
The spot he poked was still burning.
“Okay.” Jiang Yigu said, and returned to eating his skewer. “Do you want to have something?”
Tian Miaomiao shook her head. Rubbing her hands on her knees a few times, she then said apologetically, “Um… I’m sorry about this morning… I got the wrong person…”
Jiang Yigu paused for a moment. There was a flash of emotion beneath his eyes, before he calmly said, “Oh, it’s alright. You’re blind.”
Tian Miaomiao glared at him angrily. “Do you want to die?!”
She clenched her fists and looked about to swing them at any moment, the fire in her eyes utterly frightening.
Jiang Yigu was frightened immediately and raised his skewer in surrender. “My bad, madam. I won’t do that ever again.”
He then beaming, appearing very lowly and an utter mismatch from his presence before.
For some reason, Tian Miaomiao felt her heart stiffen and fluster.
She stood up and walked away without looking back at all. “Goodbye!”
He clearly had the face of a god, so why did he behave like a loser?