Li Shengrong glanced at Li Yan’s face, his eyes filled with surprise and uncertainty. He couldn’t help but ask, “Is this your illegitimate son?”
He was very excited. For the past few years, he had been urging Li Yan to get married and have children.
But Li Yan’s answer was the same as several years ago, he would never have children of his own in this lifetime. But now he saw something, this baby looked almost exactly like his son.
The distinguished man seated in his position raised an eyebrow. A hint of mockery flickered across his cold, indifferent face as he spoke in a chillingly calm tone: “Which eye did you use to see that we look alike?”
Li Shengrong: “…….”
He panted like a broken bellows, breathing hard. Then with difficulty, he raised his hand and beckoned to the babe: “Come here…”
Xiao Che hesitated for a moment, and walked over with his feet. Just as he was about to reach Li Shengrong’s side, Li Yan’s emotionless voice came over: “If you go any further, don’t even think about seeing your father again.”
Xiao Che only then stopped, his two dark eyes fixed on Li Shengrong. His face was expressionless, showing no fear at all.
Li Shengrong sat in his wheelchair and looked for a while, somewhat laboriously. The little baby resembled Li Yan in temperament, just like him. The more he looked, the more excited he became, panting and saying: “What’s your name? How old are you?”
Xiaoche glanced at him, not knowing what he was thinking, and answered truthfully.
Li Shengrong revealed a hint of tenderness. He was certain, this was Li Yan’s illegitimate child. He then said, “Are you hungry? Would you like to eat?”
Xiaoche didn’t answer his question, just stood there.
Li Yan sat in his place, looked at them for a few seconds with cold eyes, and said faintly, “You can eat, but you need to be clear that after this meal, you have to tell me something.”
Xiao Che had been hungry for a whole day, and the food from the Li family’s kitchen smelled delicious. It was a fragrance he had never smelled before, but his little face remained tightly clenched, silently pressing his lips together.
Li Shengrong couldn’t help but say, “…. Ah Yan, how could you… be so cruel to your child?”
He didn’t expect Li Yan to be so ruthless, not even a tiger eats its own cubs. His heart felt cold, as if he had aged ten years all at once.
Li Yan merely said in a flat tone, “You’re tired.”
The maid standing nearby, upon hearing this, pushed Li Shengrong away and left.
Leave only a big one and a small one.
The sound of cutlery lightly colliding echoed through the air, and Li Yan’s gaze shifted to the child. He paused his current actions, a slight furrow appearing between his brows.
After a while, he stood up.
Walked up to Xiao Che and asked the servant beside him, “Don’t we look alike?”
The maid was stunned. She carefully glanced at the delicate and beautiful baby, then at Mr. Li’s handsome and aloof face. Her heart was pounding with anxiety, afraid of saying the wrong thing: “… The young master looks very much like Mr. Li, it’s obvious at first glance.”
Li Yan lowered his head and stared impassively at the baby.
Xiao Che also looked at him, but his face didn’t show any emotion, wondering what he was thinking.
Li Yan reached out and pulled him to the mirror. Then, looking at the figure reflected inside, he commanded in a cold voice: “Look up.”
Xiao Che lifted his face.
They look very much alike, both big and small. With the same facial features, if they walked down the street, people wouldn’t even think they weren’t biological father and son.
Li Yan’s face immediately became uncertain.
….
Ning Ning waited for Li Yan all day. He’s been taking his medicine properly these two days. He doesn’t dare to neglect his own body.
As soon as there was any movement in the living room, he would hurry down.
Li Yan’s figure appeared in the living room, but his face was unusually serious. His deep, obsidian-like eyes looked over, and he didn’t know what he was thinking. It made Ning Shu feel a little uneasy.
He was nervous, took a step forward, and said, “You’re back.”
Li Yan had thought about this scene countless times. He had thought about it every day for years, but the spot beside him in bed was always cold. When Li Yan went crazy, he could lock himself up all day long.
He just stared at the young man, his emotions fluctuating wildly, bloodshot eyes gleaming.
Before Ning Shu could react, he was picked up by Li Yan. Then he was thrown onto the bed, and the man’s heavy body pressed down on him, breathing heavily.
Her body stiffened slightly, but Ning Shu still obediently didn’t resist.
Li Yan’s emotions seemed to plunge into frenzy. He just stared at Ning Shu, then bit down with a fierce intensity.
Although I was roughly treated when I first got back.
But the second time, Ning Shu still felt her body was too stiff. Li Yan’s breathing quickened, his eyes darkened slightly as he said, “Relax a little.”
He stroked Ning Shu’s waist, finding it too slender.
Li Yan’s emotions became agitated again. He originally wanted to give the person a lesson, but now his mind was full of how to fatten him up a little.
By the time their intimate moment ended, Ning Shu was so exhausted she couldn’t even lift her arms. But compared to last time, Li Yan had restrained himself a lot this time. He wanted to ask when he could see Xiao Che, but he was too tired and eventually fell asleep soundly.
…
Li Yan put on his clothes, his body still carrying the lingering scent of desire. His face was slightly gloomy as he pushed open the door and walked out.
Then he made a phone call.
“That person over there said: ‘We’ve been investigating here, but this Liu Heng guy, he doesn’t spill a drop. We even tried threats, but he’s unmoved…’ ”
Li Yan raised his left hand, lit a cigar, and said in a cold tone: “I understand.”
The people over there were taken aback, hesitating and saying, “Mr. Li, we still have to…”
“No need.” Li Yan said, “You can come back now.”
He hung up the phone and went to another place.
Xiao Che sat in his seat, he hadn’t spoken for days. Even when Li Yan came, he didn’t speak, just playing with his toys.
Li Yan picked up his Lego and said, “Did your dad buy this for you?”
Xiǎochè only then lifted his face: “Give him back to me.” He said again, “Give Dad back to me too.”
Li Yan, however, stared at him, his voice cold: “He’s mine.”
Xiaoche stared at him, his eyes slowly turning red, as if he was angry.
But Li Yan had no empathy or sympathy whatsoever. He put the things down and said in a cold tone, “Ask again, who is your mother?”
Little Che tightly pursed his lips.
Just when Li Yan thought the other party wouldn’t answer, he suddenly said, “She doesn’t want me to be with Dad anymore because Dad has no money.”
Li Yan stared at his face, still indifferent and cold.
Xiao Che couldn’t help but glance at him, feeling a little uneasy in his heart. He wasn’t sure if the man believed his words and added, “I don’t remember what she looked like. She left me, and my father took me back.”
If you ask someone else to listen, they will probably believe it. After all, a young child who lies would stammer and make mistakes.
But it’s this kind of vagueness, with only rough time and place details, that is most believable.
Li Yan, however, did not have much of a reaction. He just said, “Let’s go.”
Xiaoche thought of the place he had taken himself to that day and didn’t move.
Li Yan looked at him again and said, “I’ll take you to see your father.”
….
Ning Shuxin felt uneasy. He had a feeling that something was about to happen. Thinking of Xiaoche made him even more flustered.
He didn’t know if Li Yan had seen Xiao Che’s face, but a normal person wouldn’t think that Xiao Che was his own child.
Ning Shu pursed her lips.
He fidgeted a bit, but Li Yan had him closely watched, as if afraid he would run away.
“Dad.”
A voice came over.
Ning Shu’s body stiffened slightly, he raised his head and looked over. A figure ran over quickly and hugged him tightly.
He was surprised and his hands trembled slightly: “Xiao Che?”
These days, Ning Shu’s hanging heart seemed to have finally settled. Holding his son in his arms, his lips trembled slightly as he said, “Dad missed you so much.”
The butler stared in astonishment at the baby’s appearance. He opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing.
Li Yan followed behind, coldly watching this scene of fatherly love and filial piety.
Then, dark eyes stared at the young man.
Ning Shu only then came back to her senses, seeing Li Yan standing there. She reflexively pulled Xiao Che behind her and moved her lips.
Li Yan saw his actions, and the expression on his face became even more uncertain: “What, are you afraid I’ll kill him?”
Ning Shu heard this, but his face turned pale and his body trembled. He protected Xiao Che behind him even tighter, his voice trembling with fear: “Li Yan, what do you want to do?”
Li Yan stared at the baby with incomprehensible emotion, his gaze then returned to the young man. He told everyone in the living room to leave, then said: “Who is his mother? Is he yours and some woman’s child?”
Ning Shu heard this, and the fear that had made his body icy cold warmed a little. He then managed to calm down and said in a steady voice, “Xiao Che’s mother left right after he was born, and I can’t find her.”
“Li Yan, however, suddenly said in a cold voice: “Ning Shu, do you take me for a fool?” He stared at Xiaoche with an emotionless voice and said, “You only have one chance to answer.”
He paused, his voice light and airy: “If you hadn’t said anything, by the time I found out myself, you should know what would happen…”
Ning Shu’s heart skipped a beat, she bit her lower lip slightly. She held back and said in a voice that was slightly cold and hard: “I already said…”
Li Yan interrupted him, staring coldly: “You know I can do anything. That Liu Heng who helped you, I just need to say a word, and he won’t be able to stay in China…”
His gaze returned to Xiao Che, his voice as cold as ice: “As for your son, the same applies…”
Ning Shu wept tears that flowed down her face, she tightly embraced Xiao Che’s body. Why wouldn’t Li Yan just let him go.
Li Yan looked at the scene before him, his face grim. He raised his hand, as if to make a phone call.
Ning Shu’s eyes trembled slightly, and she could no longer hold back. She cried out, “Xiao Che… Xiao Che is my son.”
“It’s mine…”