Mister Li, the Heart Bandit

Nonetheless, Ji Weixi kept smiling as if she did not hear Qiao Ai.

“You’re a funny one, Miss Qiao. I never depended on anyone and have done my job uprightly, and would never resort to such underhanded measures. That said, for you to frame me when the draft has changed hands, it appears that you are quite prejudiced.”

Qin Shishi almost broke down in tears at those words. “It’s not me, it really wasn’t me!”

Qiao Ai glared at her viciously, silencing her.

She was also laughing inwardly at Ji Weixi’s calm retort, unsurprised since she must at least have some moves.

After all, she was the one who could hook up with President Li.

“There are only too many prejudices against you at CBS, and the draft had definitely passed through your hands. You have to take responsibility, or do you want it to be verified?”

She thought that there was no way Ji Weixi would not panic now.

“Alright.” Ji Weixi said, leaning on the desk and folding her arms. “I happen to know a handwriting expert too, should I ask for him?”

Qiao Ai was taken aback. She did not expect Ji Weixi to move quicker than herself.

“Miss Qiao, you are a designer, and I’m sure you know better than I do whose drawing style that is.”

With that, Ji Weixi strode off, pausing by the door and turning to say coldly, “By the way, I am your superior and you best show some respect. You may retort if something about me doesn’t sit well with you, but shut your mouth if you can’t best me!”

Qiao Ai remained where she was, her face shifting between red and white in rage.

Ji Weixi was more formidable than she expected.

***

When they left the design department, Tian Miaomiao’s eyes were twinkling. “Xixi, you were so cool! But, well, do you know who changed the draft?”

“I don’t know,” Ji Weixi said, and added after some thought, “but one thing for sure is that they are from the design department.”

Evening, after work.

Li Shaoling arrived before Ji Weixi could leave her office.

“Daddy!” The little one ran to him and hugged his thigh, rubbing his small head all over it.

Li Shaoling frowned as a chilling storm rose inside him. “Go away!”

Just look at his sorry state. A son of Li Shaoling must never act like that!

The little pouted. “Daddy, where’s the Naruto figure you promised?”

Li Shaoling thought about it.

“I forgot!”

He forgot to get what he promised to buy, and still he acted so boldly!

The little one snorted, his eyes becoming aggrieved. “Daddy’s head must be full of water. He remembers nothing.”

Li Shaoling threw a cold glance at Ji Weixi. “My head is full of your Mommy.”

Why was she getting involved for no reason at all?

Wait, was he saying that she was water?

Not cool.

“What are you doing here?”

Li Shaoling hugged her as if there wasn’t anyone around them, grinning wickedly. “What do you think?”

Ji Weixi quickly shoved him off. Tian Miaomiao was still there—did he not know how to hold back?

However, Tian Miaomiao had quickly taken her bag and slipped past them like a thief.

“Wait.” Li Shaoling caught her sleeve and pulled her to him. “You take the boy home.”

“Huh?”

“I’ll fetch him after a bit.”

Tian Miaomiao was still dumbfounded. “Huh?”

“Why are you huh-ing? It’s an order.”

Tian Miaomiao promptly gave an upright salute. “Yes, sir!”

Still.

Fetch him after a bit…

A bit…

That ‘a bit’ was a little vague, and Ji Weixi could not help imagining certain unhealthy scenes.

Li Shaoling touched her cheeks then. “Come with me.”

Without a word, he pulled her outside.

“Hey, where are you taking me?” Ji Weixi pulled him backwards stubbornly.

Li Shaoling put his face close to hers and grinned sinisterly. “Where do you think?”

“Bastard!” Ji Weixi struggled until her face went red. “You’re not human, Li Shaoling! Thug! Pervert!”

He put his arm over his shoulder as his smile grew wider, his gaze seemingly burning her. “I’m taking you to a design promotional event. What do you think? Hmm?”

JI Weixi gasped, her face becoming redder as she punched him in irritation. “You were playing with me!”

Damn it.

Li Shaoling put his hand over her head and gently tousled it as if he was grooming her hair.

“My Weixi is really cute.” He said with a voice akin to a stream.

“I’m not yours.” Ji Weixi glared at him, her face red and her heart thumping.

“Yes, I’m yours.”

“You’re not mine!”

“Yes, I’m yours.”

“…”

Ji Weixi was both annoyed and helpless.

Really, nothing works against him.

“Let’s go. It’s starting soon.” Li Shaoling took her hand, but she looked behind her worriedly.

However, the little one who was holding Tian Miaomiao’s hand chippered, “Remember to get along with Daddy, Mommy. Don’t forget that!”

Then, he made a hand gesture of a kiss. “You must do lots of that!”

His sister would come if they did.

How could this father and son pair be more annoying than the other?

Ji Weixi and Li Shaoling took the elevator down holding hands, but she let go when the doors opened and walked on her own, as if she did not know him.

What Qiao Ai said was still in her mind.

She said that there were many holding prejudices against her.

It must be because how she was close to Li Shaoling.

Her head hurts, though she was willing to keep her distance from him.

Firstly, that man was as clingy as a plaster.

Secondly, he was her son’s biological father. Even if she wanted cut ties, it was a messy relationship that could not be severed.

When she got in his car, she turned to find Li Shaoling’s bottomless gaze after putting on her seatbelt.

He was frightening when he was silent, as if he would turn into the big bad wolf at any given movement.

“What, what are you doing?” Ji Weixi flinched, keeping both hands in front of herself.

His eyes turned downwards and he said, “You need a change of clothes.”

***

The design promotional was held at the city center of River Town in its most prestigious zone.

“I could give this one a skip…”

In the car, Ji Weixi was looking at the people outside, a little afraid that someone would notice them.

Li Shaoling wrapped his arms around him. “No reporters.”

And so what if there are? He could not wait to have the whole world know Ji Weixi was his.

That way, no one would try to court her.

Still, the gown Ji Weixi was wearing was rather long, and she basically got off the car in Li Shaoling’s arms.

The skies were gloomy—there were cold breezes blowing and it was about to rain.

“Are you cold?” Li Shaoling asked.

Ji Weixi’s face became icy and she turned away, unwilling to look at him.

To think that he had the gall to mention that.

When choosing the dress for the occasion, he stopped her when she was about to choose a strapless chest gown.

Then, he stopped her from choosing a strapped one too.

In fact, he stopped her from picking anything that exposed her thighs or her collar.

Eventually, he chose a very conservative dress, one with such a high collar that her collarbone would not even be seen, and the skirt was so long it reached the ankles.

It was a body-hugging dark mermaid dress with above-elbow sleeves. Against her skin, the dress magnified her above-average height exquisitely. Beneath the lights, her skin was an attractive white and her beautiful face made her exceedingly stunning, her features nonchalantly exuding a charm.

Her hair, dark as satin was gently tied up with a flower hairband, and her red lips were slightly curled in an indescribable grace.

Beside him, Li Shaoling was dressed in a tailcoat. Good-looking in the first place, his trimmed short hair made the best of things. His cool, handsome face, pale-red lips and his aloof air of nobility was like a rose blossoming quietly in the night, devilish and exciting.

Everyone’s gaze was instantly drawn to them when they appeared.

The men were clearly staring at Ji Weixi like hungry beasts.

Then, Li Shaoling pulled her to him and kissed her on the cheek.

Ji Weixi stiffened and glared at him as if he was a demon.

He had already looked away, prompting the other men to quickly withdraw their gaze in fright.

Yes, this flower has a master.