Chapter 918 - 370: I’ll Send It Over Later!

Chapter 918: Chapter 370: I’ll Send It Over Later!

Scolded by Jiang Yaoting, Li Yang took it obediently.

"Dad..."

"Who are you calling dad?"

"Ning has always treated you like a father too. She’s always said she was very grateful that when her life was at its darkest, you appeared like a ray of light and brought brightness into her life."

Jiang Yaoting: "... Humanities majors really do know how to talk. Fine, I’ll go see her."

Jiang Yaoting hadn’t dared to come over; Dou Ying wasn’t letting him come see Xue Ning.

He only came once he heard Li Yang was back and found an excuse.

Li Yang, meanwhile, turned and went to the apartment across the hall.

Bai Qing wasn’t home; she’d come back two days ago, stayed for a day, and then left.

Aurora Studio was also facing major changes, with a lot going on.

Chen Peipei was holding her laptop, sitting on the sofa while watching the kid. Bai Yi was at the most restless stage right now, and Chen Peipei had to work while taking care of the child, which was truly exhausting.

As a dad, Li Yang had really never put much effort into the child; the elders at home, along with Chen Peipei, had poured in a huge amount of effort.

"Want me to hold the kid for a bit?"

Li Yang held out his hands.

Chen Peipei glanced at Li Yang, suddenly a little flustered for no reason, and hurriedly passed the child into his arms.

After that, she just stared at the laptop screen without doing anything.

She forgot what she was supposed to be doing.

Only when Li Yang really took the child to go play did she suddenly relax.

She sneaked a look at Li Yang, like she’d done something guilty.

What guilty thing could she have done? All these years, knowing she was taking the fall for Li Yang, she basically didn’t dare step out the front door, afraid someone would investigate her identity and then silence her.

In this villa district, there was Green Water Group security; no strangers could get in.

Similar to her was Li Xiao, who’d gotten himself a big villa in the United Arab Emirates. Before every meal he had to get someone to test for poison, and the villa was full of heavy-duty weapons, relying entirely on four bodyguards brought over from China for protection.

Those four bodyguards had an annual salary of ten million US Dollars each.

He didn’t trust anyone else.

He didn’t dare step one foot outside the villa, and he didn’t even dare go into the villa’s yard; he just stayed in his room every day.

He was afraid of dying!

Worth tens of billions of US Dollars, if he just died like that, he wouldn’t be reconciled.

He still had a lot of things he hadn’t done.

His contact with Chen Peipei was fairly frequent, mainly asking about Li Yang’s arrangements.

After all, Li Yang had promised to help him find a good way out.

Gradually, Chen Peipei put away her fear, even turning around, propping her chin on the back of the sofa, staring fixedly at Li Yang playing with the child.

To keep that posture comfortable, she inevitably had to stick her butt up a bit.

Even though it was winter, the house had full-floor heating, so she wasn’t dressed very thickly.

Her sexy figure was on full display.

The more she looked, the more she felt Li Yang was handsome.

This handsomeness wasn’t just about his looks; it was more like the whole atmosphere around him.

The topics she and Bai Qing discussed were pretty explicit, since Bai Qing was just like that—she would never put on a front in front of someone she was totally familiar with.

Like how she’d pull her into bed to sleep together for no reason.

So it was inevitable that the two of them would talk about Li Yang, and it was always Bai Qing who brought it up first.

"Say, if Li Yang had to pick between the two of us, who do you think he’d choose?"

"How about next time when I’m sleeping with Li Yang, you sneak over?"

"He definitely won’t be able to tell the difference in how we feel to the touch."

"Just pretend this is Li Yang’s hand..."

...

Right then, Chen Peipei’s phone rang.

She picked up, and Bai Qing’s voice came through.

"Peipei, is Li Yang back?"

"Mm, he’s playing with the kid."

"Oh, Ning is about to give birth; I’m guessing his parents can’t take care of him properly over there. Peipei, help me look after him a bit."

"Huh? How am I supposed to look after him?"

"He’s a light sleeper. It’s best if, before he goes to bed, you massage his shoulders a bit, then adjust his sleeping position. He likes to rest his head on something soft. Also, he likes..."

"Stop! I’m not his nanny. Besides, I still have a kid to take care of; how do I have time to look after someone else?"

Chen Peipei refused on the spot.

She took care of the child because she liked to, and the child was relatively easy to take care of.

How were you supposed to "take care" of Li Yang? Taking care of an adult was much harder than taking care of a child.

With a child, she could do everything according to her own wishes. Could she do that with Li Yang?

"Oh, then forget it! Anyway, that thing you mentioned last time, Li Yang agreed. If you don’t want it, then just drop it."

"What did I say last time?"

"Whatever you wanted to say is what you said... But if you want him to agree again in the future, it’ll be really, really hard..."

Chen Peipei: "..."

"People in the Capital City have already taken a loss."

"..."

After hanging up, Chen Peipei was dazed.

It wasn’t until Li Yang came over and asked, "Did Qingqing just call? What did she say?"

"Huh? Oh, she said your family’s probably pretty busy and she’s worried you won’t sleep well, so she wants you to come rest over here. She specially got you a very soft pillow."

"Anything else?"

"And... she told me to cook for you, so your parents don’t have to bother."

Li Yang laughed when he heard this: "Better not. I’m afraid if I eat your cooking, I won’t be able to get up tomorrow. I’ve already called a chef over; he’ll arrive tomorrow. I’ll cook tonight."

"Huh?"

"It’s not like you haven’t eaten my cooking before. It’s not good, but it’s not exactly inedible either."

"Um... I’ve never eaten it."

"Then want to try?"

"Okay."

Chen Peipei had no idea Li Yang could cook.

She also couldn’t really imagine what it would feel like to eat a meal he made.

Li Yang wasn’t like other people; he was always so humble outside.

As someone who’d been by his side all this time, she understood better than anyone how rare that humility was.