Mister Li, the Heart Bandit

“Mommy!”

The little one lunged at her when the door opened.

Even before she could take her shoes off after entering, Ji Weixi was caught by the full brunt of the embrace.

Her moodiness evaporated all at once.

Poking his little nose, she asked, “What did you have for breakfast?”

Even if Tian Miaomiao had been her assistant for three years, she was still unreliable.

“Hmmm. Bread and yogurt.”

Ji Weixi turned at once to glare at the culprit who was laughing stupidly at some romantic drama. “Tian Miaomiao! What are you feeding my son in the morning?”

Tian Miaomiao did not even look up. “I can’t make anything else.”

“I’m firing you if this continues.”

Utterly lazy, obsessing over men, and only ever gossiping about celebrities… What was she doing with her life?

She must have had a brain stroke when she hired her.

“No! No!” Tian Miaomiao rushed toward her and held her leg, leveling a sympathizing glance at her employer. “Xixi, take pity on me. I don’t even have a boyfriend…”

Even the tot was disgusted. “Mommy, cherish your life and stay away from Tian Miaomiao.”

Ji Weixi nodded. “Indeed.”

Tian Miaomiao was left speechless.

***

Settling on the couch, Ji Weixi was going to help Jiayu with a bilingual text.

The child was very smart and could remember everything after a single glance, but was also especially perceptive to moods.

Noticing that his mother had things to discuss with Tian Miaomiao, he took the book away and shook his head. “Mommy, I’ll go to study in my own room.”

“Okay.”

Ji Weixi always felt at ease with her son.

He never threw a fit and was very understanding, having learned to read the room at a young age.

It was what hurt her most too—his lack of fatherly love led to all that.

Meanwhile, Tian Miaomiao snuggled up to her. “What happened? Tell me, tell me!”

Ji Weixi told her about the unfortunate encounter in the morning, including how she ran into Ji Jianing.

“What the hell? Your brother-in-law is your boss?” Tian Miaomiao’s eyes were bulging. “And dead handsome?!”

Ji Weixi rolled her eyes. “That’s not important.”

“It sure is!” Tian Miaomiao excitedly caught her hands. “Xixi, you must snatch him away! He is Ji Jianing’s fiancé after all!”

“You’re sick…” Ji Weixi’s face was in shock. “Why would I steal someone’s fiancé?”

How empty and lonely could Tian Miaomiao be?

“Ji Jianing stole your man four years ago. Now, four years later, you should steal her man!”

Ji Weixi was left speechless. “Are you talking about Mo Nanfeng? We merely grew up with each other and I only had a positive opinion of him.”

“That won’t do! Think about it: he and you were childhood friends and might have eventually married, only for Ji Jianing to stir shit up and separate you both. Don’t you think that’s just disgusting? I would have killed that bitch if it was me, and splatter her brains all over the road.”

Tian Miaomiao was utterly irritated—as if it had actually happened to her.

Nonetheless, when Ji Weixi thought about it, she realized she had actually forgotten what Mo Nanfeng looked like.

On the other hand, Li Shaoling was still stuck in her head…

Even if that man screamed of danger.

***

“Boss, here’s the information you want.”

Jiang Cong gingerly placed the documents on the desk as if handling some divine decree.

It was already late into the night. The face of the man sitting before the desk was as cold as the darkness around.

His bony hand ran through the pages unhurriedly.

Then he abruptly rose to his feet, and swept everything on his desk to the ground in a clatter.

Jiang Cong immediately lowered his head in fright.

He knew it. His boss was going to throw a fit.

Because Ji Weixi had a child!

There was a chill that cut deep into the bone in Li Shaoling’s eyes. His hands were pressed over his desk—all the lines on his face was contorted while veins bulged over his forehead.

Curses. She actually had a child.

Who did the child belong to? Who was the man who knocked her up?

And why did it feel like he was cuckolded after only meeting her once?!