Mister Li, the Heart Bandit

Chapter 62: Who’s Jealous?
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Li Shaoling’s face changed really quickly

The cheeks of the woman beneath him were faint red clouds, her charming gaze ever adorable.

Li Shaoling shifted his face and kissed her on her face. “Remember that. I’m your only baby.”

In other words, she was not allowed to call anyone ‘baby’—even her own son!

Still, Ji Weixi reacted by firmly wiping off the spot he kissed. “Li Shaoling,” she said indignantly, “Control your jealousy!”

To be jealous even at his own son… he probably was made of jealousy.

His face changed again as he shifted his gaze, his voice abruptly cold. “Who’s jealous?”

Ji Weixi clicked her tongue, and she looked as if she had seen through him. “What’s that if not jealousy?”

He certainly couldn’t fool her eyes, and she quickly cut him short as he opened his mouth to speak, her eyes narrowing, “I knew you would deny it, but the evidence is clear. You are jealous, Li Shaoling—what do you have to say?”

A rare hint of embarrassment flashed over Li Shaoling’s face as he freed her and sat up, looking down upon her as his eyes turned fierce. “Me being jealous has nothing to do with you!”

Ji Weixi really wanted to take her slipper and give him a good slapping for that tsundere and would-die-rather-than-admit-it look of his.

Would it kill him to just yield?

And what kind of nonsensical logic did he run on? He’s jealous about her, but it had nothing to do with her?

As she had thought, Li Shaoling’s brain structure was different from a normal human.

Then, worried about her son who had been gone for quite a while, she went to the washroom and pushed the door.

The little one had been listening in on them behind the door and was caught off guard, almost losing his balance and falling.

JI Weixi caught him. “What are you doing?”

“Uh, nothing.” The little one averted her eyes and giggled guiltily. “I was going to the toilet.”

Ji Weixi saw through him at once. “You were eavesdropping.”

At the very mention of that word, the little one promptly pulled a long face and exclaimed grumpily, “I didn’t! I’m not that kind of person! Humph! Bad mommy, trying to frame me… I don’t care anymore!”

No different from his father.

Was it so hard to admit it? It’s not like she wanted a pound of flesh!

***

The weather had been bad lately, being at once cloudy and hot.

Jiang Cong’s car arrived when Ji Weixi finished straightening the little one’s clothes.

Jiang Cong looked as if he was given a beating—his hair was a mess and his clothes wrinkled, not to mention that there was a palm print over his face.

He was certainly very ragged.

“Who hit you?” Ji Weixi could not help but ask.

Jiang Cong cleared his throat and said with much grief, “It’s Tian Miaomiao…”

“Why did she hit you?”

Embarrassed, Jiang Cong turned away. “Please get in the car…”

He had actually gone to Tian Miaomiao’s place to drive her to work in the morning. However, unaware that she had a temper if her sleep was disturbed, he was grabbed by the hair and given one almighty beating.

Are women really that frightening when they throw a fit?

It certainly affirmed Jiang Cong’s determination to stay single eternally.

***

CBS Tower.

Ji Weixi led her son away, intending to go separate ways from Li Shaoling.

“It’s better if we stay apart.”

Li Shaoling caught her hand and frowned. “Why?”

She gingerly looked around them, afraid that someone else would see. “You know, that news the day before… it’s best if we keep our distance.”

Moreover, she had just returned to the country—she did not want to be labeled as someone who seduced her superiors.

Her fashion design career had barely begun.

Li Shaoling’s lips tightened in dejection.

As long as she was willing to accept him and be his woman, he would uproot any rumor or hurt thrown against her.

He would spoil her unconditionally, giving her whatever she wanted.

It was a pity that she didn’t, even keeping her guard at every moment.

Li Shaoling’s face turned cool but he freed her. “Okay.”

Ji Weixi watched as he strode off without a word, although she was becoming annoyed inwardly.

Was she wrong?