President Li Is Really Thick-Skinned

When he saw that Ji Weixi struggled with her limp, Li Shaoling picked her up with a single swish, with Ji Jiayu still in her arms.

The man was strong and had an awe-inspiring chest. Blushing a little, she averted her gaze.

On another note, she almost forgot entirely about Tian Miaomiao if she did not call her.

"Xixi, I can't find Jiajia anywhere…" Tian Miao Miao's voice was hoarse from crying. "I'll go kill myself."

"Miaomiao…" Ji Weixi felt a little embarrassed. "Don't worry, I found him."

"Really!?" Tian Miaomiao could be heard slapping her chest in relief from the other end. "Wonderful, wonderful… When are you guys coming back! I miss him so much… I won't survive if he really went missing!"

Ji Weixi smiled then. "Be at ease. Have a meal and watch your dramas—I'm bringing him back now."

When she hung up, the tot appeared rather unhappy. "Mommy, are we really going home?"

He would not be able to see daddy if they did.

In return, Ji Weixi tapped the tip of his little nose. "Of course we're going home."

'Or what, are we supposed to stay here?'

"Okay…" The little one's eyes darkened as he pouted.

Meanwhile, Li Shaoling kept his eyes on Ji Weixi for a few moments.

"Jiang Cong," he then said, "take them home."

The other three were certainly surprised by his reaction.

'You're not having them stay, boss?!' Jiang Cong thought. 'This isn't how it's supposed to go...'

'Hmph!' The little one thought. 'Bad daddy! I don't love you anymore.'

'He is finally thinking straight now?' Ji Weixi thought.

When Ji Weixi and the tot got on, Jiang Cong had already started the ignition.

However, just as she was still thinking that she was finally freed from Li Shaoling, a warm breeze suddenly streamed inside as the door opened.

Li Shaoling calmly entered and sat beside her.

"…Why are you in here?" Ji Weixi asked.

"It's my car." He replied.

"Please don't tell me you're following me home."

Li Shaoling's face was impassive. "What do you care?"

"…"

She must have trampled over his grave in her last life that he was seeking vengeance in this life—by annoying her to death.

On the other hand, the little one was bursting with joy. Climbing up to his lap in moments, he looked up at him happily. "Daddy, you're here!"

Li Shaoling tousled his dark hair, a rare mildness beneath his eyes.

***

Back home, Tian Miaomiao was spread over the living room sofa. Her hair was tied in a messy bun, with her legs spread apart in an unrefined manner while watching a drama.

"Welcome back, Xixi, Jiajia," she said lazily when she heard the door open.

No one replied, although there was a rush of coolness.

Tian Miaomiao sat up. There was a ray of sun filling in, and she shielded her eyes by reflex… to find a stony-faced Li Shaoling in his black tailored suit.

His collar was wide open, just as his imposing coldness and aristocratic appearance added to his indescribable handsomeness.

Truly, his face would captivate even straight men!

"What—the—hell!"

Startled, Tian Miaomiao leaped to her feet, her bulging eyes almost dropping out of their sockets.

"You—you're Li Shaoling!"

However, the man ignored her and instead glared coldly at Ji Weixi. "Why is there a man in your house?!"

Everyone else was left speechless.

Tian Miaomiao's hair was very short and her appearance rather masculine. Moreover, her voice was rather gruff, her chest flat and she was dressed in unisex clothing, leaving her gender a little ambiguous. 

"She's Miaomiao," the little one quickly explained. "Mommy's assistant and a woman!"

Li Shaoling scanned her thoroughly; his face slowly calmed.

"Jiajia, I miss you so much!" Tian Miaomiao lunged at the boy and gave his little rump a few slaps. "You brat, do you know how long I've been looking for you?! Don't run off anymore!"

The tot giggled.

However, Li Shaoling's face darkened as he watched Tian Miaomiao.

"Why are you hitting him?" He growled coldly.