"You woman, better take care of your own business first!" Pei Yuanchen scoffed, "Didn’t you hear what Lu Qixi said? He Jingyao won’t let her take Xiaobao away unless Xiaobao’s parents personally come to pick him up."
Upon hearing this, Gu Zhixi’s gaze dimmed immediately, and she forced a smile: "I knew it wouldn’t be so easy..."
"There are two possibilities, either He Jingyao simply doesn’t trust Lu Qixi and wants to be responsible for Xiaobao," Pei Yuanchen glanced at her, "Or he knows that Xiaobao is his son, and so he is forcing you to show up. Which possibility do you think is more likely?"
"I don’t know..." She pursed her lips, "What should we do now? Do you have any other ideas?"
"Yes," Pei Yuanchen nodded.
"What idea?" Zhixi looked at him with surprise.
"I’ll bring some people, and we’ll take Xiaobao back by force," Pei Yuanchen thought aloud, "You should know how many bodyguards He Jingyao usually has around him, right?"
Gu Zhixi glanced at him with annoyance: "What kind of idea is that?"
"If that won’t work, then we’ll have to go to court," Pei Yuanchen looked deeply into her eyes, "Let Xiaobao choose for himself... Anyway, he will choose you, right?"
"How can that be okay?" Zhixi said with a bitter smile, "Forget it, I won’t ask you anymore. You only have bad ideas."
Pei Yuanchen laughed lazily: "Actually, you’ve already made up your mind. When you left Xiaobao behind, you should have expected this day would come."
"I thought I could do it, but..." Her voice choked up slightly, "I didn’t expect it to be so painful."
Without Xiaobao by her side, every day was so hard to endure.
Almost every day she thought about going back, returning to their father and son, but...
But she had already made her choice.
"I’ll go back in a few days," Zhixi bit her lip, "No matter what, we have to find a way to resolve this."
"Well, you just keep struggling," Pei Yuanchen stretched lazily, "But just a friendly reminder, if you really give up Xiaobao’s custody, your godfather will definitely be mad at you!"
Gu Zhixi was taken aback and was at a loss for words for a moment.
Wanhe Qianfeng Garden.
After breakfast, Xiaobao sat on the sofa, pouting, ignoring anyone who tried to talk to him.
Uncle Li circled around him a few times, offering snacks and toys, but failed to cheer him up.
The little guy crossed his arms and sulked with a stern face, looking quite serious.
Uncle Li felt both distressed and amused, and could only look helplessly towards He Jingyao for assistance.
The man was sitting opposite, with a laptop on his knees, talking on a Bluetooth headset. He ignored both the sulking little guy and Uncle Li’s plea for help.
Uncle Li didn’t dare to interrupt his work and, feeling sympathetic, glanced at the still fuming Xiaobao before going about his business.
Xiaobao continued to sulk.
The sound of He Jingyao talking on the phone and the light tapping on the keyboard only made Xiaobao angrier.
Daddy was really being too much! Not only did he refuse to let him see Qixi, but he had also scolded him, and now he wouldn’t even come over to coax him.
If it were Mommy, she would have apologized by now.
The more Xiaobao thought about it, the angrier he became. He changed his position, dropped his arms, glanced at He Jingyao across from him, and deliberately let out a heavy huff.
Seeing that he remained unmoved, the little guy stomped his feet again, banged on the table forcefully, making all sorts of noises.