Chapter 123: Miss Chi Has Already Gone Back
Translator: 549690339
Chi Enen was speechless. Was this her 5-year-old son or her 50-year-old father? Her fingers didn’t dare delay, quickly replying to his message before tossing her mobile phone into her bag.
Outside the door, the driver was waiting for her.
Seeing her come out, he immediately opened the car door for her, “Young Lady, please.”
“Oh, Uncle Huang, the pork ribs soup is still simmering on the stove. I really didn’t have time to wait for it to finish. I’ve already added the salt. Could you please help me turn off the heat?”
Once Chi Enen got into the car, the driver followed suit. The car slowly drove out of the Community where Chi Enen rented a place, stopping at the entrance to the alley. Chi Enen got out of the car, waved goodbye to the driver and walked towards her home…
As soon as she entered the home, the lights in the living room turned on.
In the brightly lit room, the little guy with a stern face stood with his arms crossed, scrutinizing her. His little eyes seemed to be judging an unfaithful wifey.
“Were you really working overtime today?”
Chi Enen took out her slippers to put on and quickly went over to cajole him, “Alright, don’t be angry. Next time I’ll come back earlier to be with you.”
“I don’t want your company.” The little guy struggled out of her embrace, his cheeks flushed with anger and in denial, “I’m not angry.”
“Really not angry?” Chi Enen felt her heart melt, reaching out to pinch his puffed-up cheeks, her eyes curving into a smile, “Alright, I swear I’ll come back earlier next time to be with you!”
Chi Jingchen was still upset but didn’t throw a tantrum at her, frowning he said, “You’re so dirty, go wash your hands and get ready for dinner.”
After saying that, he toddled off to the kitchen with oversized men’s slippers, bringing out the food he had prepared.
Chi Jingchen was only 5 years old, not yet a meter tall. Chi Enen didn’t allow him to use natural gas, so he could only make some simple cold dishes.
By the time she finished washing her hands and came out, the dining table was already set with food.
It looked tantalizing.
Chi Jingchen lifted his little chin, handed her the chopsticks, and commanded, “Eat!”
Chi Enen took the chopsticks and sat down, quietly starting to eat.
She wondered if it was inherited, but she never taught the little guy the etiquette of silence during meals, yet he never spoke while eating. From the time he couldn’t hold his chopsticks steadily, he had already shown good dining table manners. This always amazed her, no wonder people say that money cannot make one an aristocrat, only a parvenu.
Looking up at the upright sitting Chi Jingchen, she couldn’t help but reflect that the blood of nobility was etched into one’s marrow and simply couldn’t be measured by wealth.
But no matter how noble, he was still her son-
Chi Enen was in a good mood and had a hearty appetite. She finished a bowl of food quickly.
After dinner, she voluntarily cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks and joined her precious Bae Chi watching an animated film…
Thousands of miles away at Country Y’s TV station.
An hour-long interview had just finished.
Huo Yi respectfully held out an iPad to him, and the man with an icy handsome face snatched it away abruptly, “Has she left?”
“Yes, Miss Chi has already left.”
Li Beijue’s brows furrowed severely, his temple throbbing as his bad mood worsened. And just at this moment, someone cluelessly came to him.
Dressed in exquisite makeup and an elegant intellectual outfit—if it wasn’t the emcee from just now then who?
She handed her interview manuscript to an assistant and quickly walked over, looking up at the tall, handsome man with an invitation, “Thank you so much for today, I finally completed the task given by the Station Director. To express my gratitude, may I treat Young Master Li to a meal?”