He Jitang’s car arrived at Bao Mansion.
Similarly, it created a huge commotion.
Gui Zhi picked up little Ci’an with a smile and asked, "Whose little darling is this?"
Little Ci’an was shy.
The little beauty was running around the villa’s hall with a water gun.
She was shouting with her little mouth: "BIUBIU~~"
Seeing little Ci’an, she called him to join her: "He Ci’an, come over here."
Little Ci’an looked at his dad.
He broke free from Gui Zhi’s arms and ran over.
The two kids played well together.
Gui Zhi, smiling, said to He Jitang, "Although it’s late, Mr. He, please have some tea."
He Jitang was about to decline.
Bao Jingyan came downstairs.
He hadn’t changed into pajamas and was still in a white shirt and black trousers.
But the shirt was half-tucked out from his waistline, somewhat casual and somewhat suggestive.
He wasn’t surprised to see He Jitang.
The two men nodded at each other.
Bao Jingyan had a hot milk and then told He Jitang, "Ci’an is safe here. Ruanruan and I will take good care of him."
He Jitang indifferently replied, "Thanks for the trouble."
Bao Jingyan slightly smiled.
He watched He Jitang leave.
At this moment, Bao Mingyuan appeared out of nowhere and whispered to his son, "What a coward! Afraid to admit his own feelings but sends his son to be a third wheel."
He looked disdainful, "The little men of B city are nothing compared to the forthright men of our Jiang city!"
After saying this, all he got from his son was a glare.
Bao Mingyuan couldn’t help but ask, "What are you planning to do?"
Bao Jingyan walked upstairs, leaving behind a phrase, "I’m going upstairs straightforwardly."
A few seconds later, Bao Mingyuan realized what he meant.
He blushed: Bao Jingyan, have some shame!
...
Upstairs, Bao Jingyan was still jealous.
But even between husband and wife, some things aren’t easily voiced.
He could only deal with her.
Making Su Ruanruan behave obediently.
Downstairs, little Ci’an played with the little beauty for a while.
He looked upstairs with longing.
The little beauty was very clever and knew right away that he wanted to see Ruanruan.
She said with a smile, "Ruanruan is daddy’s good girl, at night Ruanruan belongs to daddy! Daddy said he would give me a little sister."
A sister?
He Ci’an wanted one too.
At that moment, the little beauty threw away her water gun.
She held He Ci’an’s face and said, "He Ci’an, you’re so handsome, you can be a little sister, right?"
He Ci’an was delicate and protected.
He felt bullied, his boyish pride hurt.
He turned his face away, "I’m not a sister!"
The little beauty eyed him from head to toe.
Finally, she remarked, "You look even prettier than a sister!"
He Ci’an bowed his little head.
The little beauty patted his shoulder hard, "But never mind, if you show some manliness, you won’t look like a sister."
He Ci’an’s hope rose again.
At bedtime, he made two wishes.
Tomorrow, may aunt drive me to school!
Also, he wasn’t a sister, he was He Ci’an.
*
He Jitang drove back to the villa.
In front of the black carved gate, a red Ferrari was parked.
The car belonged to Lin Xianni.
She saw He Jitang’s car and hurriedly got out.
She opened He Jitang’s car door, pleading with him, "Jitang, let me see Ci’an."
He Jitang lowered his head and lit a cigarette.
He drew on it and slowly exhaled the smoke.
He asked her, "What, not satisfied just sleeping with your pretty boy, not enough money, now you’re eyeing Ci’an’s inheritance?"
He warned her, "If you harm even a single hair on Ci’an, I will smash your pretty boy into pieces."
Lin Xianni started crying.
She asked, "Jitang, is this what you think of me?"
Her tears made her look very pitiful.
But He Jitang felt nothing for her anymore; all that was left was disgust.