Su Ruanruan was entangled by Bao Jingyan for half the night.
But early in the morning, she still got up early to send the two children to school.
Little Ci’an had been eagerly awaiting all night.
Now, he was eating xiaolongbao contentedly.
The little darling took good care of him, even speaking in an old-fashioned way, "Come over to my house again tonight."
Little Ci’an nodded vigorously.
Bao Jingyan, who had originally been reading the newspaper, heard the little darling speak and glanced at his daughter.
Ha, thanks a lot!
The little darling was oblivious.
Now she was spirited, after breakfast, she pulled He Ci’an to sit in the car first and even directed him to buckle up the seatbelt.
Ten minutes later, Su Ruanruan got into the car.
She turned around and said, "I’ll drop off Ci’an first, then you."
The little darling was very magnanimous.
He Ci’an’s face blushed slightly.
Normally, the family driver took him to school, and occasionally his father would.
He was very happy to have his aunt take him.
Su Ruanruan, of course, understood his feelings and gently said, "I’ll call your dad later and ask him to let you stay here for a couple more days."
He Ci’an obediently replied, "Thank you, Auntie."
Su Ruanruan smiled, started the car.
When she reached the gate, she saw a red sports car parked there, with a petite woman arguing with the doorman.
Su Ruanruan recognized her as Lin Xianni.
She intended to drive past without causing a fuss, but Lin Xianni spotted her and immediately rushed over to block her way.
Su Ruanruan lightly pressed the brake.
She couldn’t stand Lin Xianni; she didn’t want Ci’an to have contact with her.
Su Ruanruan said to the little darling, "Watch over Ci’an for me. I have a few words to say to that lady."
He Ci’an did not recognize Lin Xianni.
But the little guy felt a sense of unease.
The little darling patted his shoulder, "Don’t worry, I’ll protect you."
Su Ruanruan got out of the car.
Lin Xianni was the Berlin film queen.
She had also once been cherished by He Jitang.
She didn’t think highly of Su Ruanruan.
She said with a bit of arrogance, "I am Ci’an’s birth mother, I have the right to see him."
Su Ruanruan asked her, "How did you and my third brother agree on this initially?"
Lin Xianni started to feel guilty.
Initially, she had abandoned her husband and child to be with a bartender.
She had promised He Jitang: never to see Ci’an again.
Seeing her expression, Su Ruanruan had already guessed.
Sighing softly, she said, "Miss Lin, if you truly care for Ci’an, discuss the matter with my third brother."
Having said that, she opened the car door and got in.
Lin Xianni was not satisfied.
But this was Bao Mansion; she dared not make a scene and could only watch helplessly as the car drove away.
Later on, she waited outside several times.
Su Ruanruan protected He Ci’an very well, and when little Ci’an returned to He Residence, Lin Xianni no longer had a chance to get in touch.
She was in a bad mood.
She couldn’t get close to He Jitang, and the man at home was a womanizer, frequently bringing women back to their apartment.
Lin Xianni was very distressed.
She tried to drown her sorrows in alcohol, living in a drunken stupor at the bar.
Half-asleep, a dignified woman approached her side.
The woman said to her, "If I were you, the first thing I’d do is break up with that man and wholeheartedly win back young master Ji’s heart."
Lin Xianni sobered up quite a bit.
She looked suspiciously at the woman before her.
The woman smiled, "My husband’s family name is Yin."
Then Lin Xianni understood, she chuckled, "You are Mrs. Yin?"
She tossed her long hair, unconcerned, "You and Yin Changhe are nothing but two dogs by He Jitang’s side, what right do you have to instruct me?"
Mrs. Yin was not angry.
She showed great tolerance, "Because I understand the heart of young master Ji."
"How so?" Lin Xianni perked up, hope rising in her beautiful eyes.
Mrs. Yin became more intimate.
She took hold of Lin Xianni’s hands, saying, "You’re so beautiful; no wonder young master Ji can’t forget you."
These words struck a chord in Lin Xianni’s heart.
Mrs. Yin continued, "As long as you’re willing to lower your head, young master Ji will surely come back to you."