Mister Li, the Heart Bandit

Nan Yue café.

Li Shaoling entered to find a young boy around four to five by the window seat.

Perhaps out of boredom, he was holding up his little head in a pout.

Suddenly feeling his gaze, he turned.

Two pairs of eyes were locked with each other for so long it was as if ten thousand years passed.

His small, delicate face looked as if they were sculpted. His eyes shone vibrantly, glimmering with an unusual delight between blinks.

Suddenly, Li Shaoling’s eyes tightened.

That face…

He slowly sat opposite the boy, his eyes never leaving his face.

“You’re Li Shaoling?”

Li Shaoling stared at him. “I know,” he growled.

Why would Ji Weixi’s son have such a striking resemblance to his on younger self?

He knew that it was no coincidence.

“Where’s your father?” He asked.

The little one shook his head. “Never met him. Even Mommy says she doesn’t know.”

Li Shaoling stared blankly. Soon, a thrill started to gush inside him.

No father…

Then, could the girl he dreamt of for countless nights be Ji Weixi?

He promptly rose, pulling the tot as he left, an indescribable sensation rising in his mind.

The little one could only keep up with a jog—it also took him some effort to look up. “Are you taking me for a DNA test?”

Li Shaoling paused and lowered his gaze. His pupils and the boy’s seemed to be cut out of the same fabric and it was as if he was looking into a mirror.

His heart softened mysteriously, and he lowered himself to pick the boy up. “Yes.”

“If we really are father and son, would you assume responsibility for my mother?” The little one pressed.

Tangled emotions arose in Li Shaoling’s eyes but he said nothing.

In his car, Jiang Cong was left tongue-tied in shock when he saw Li Shaoling carrying a child out of the café.

“I-isn’t that Miss Ji’s son?”

“You know him?” Li Shaoling’s eyes glinted coldly. “And you didn’t tell me?”

“No, No!” Jiang Cong tried his best to explain. “I can’t be sure, and I don’t know whether I should tell you either, Boss!”

“Just get to the hospital.”

In the car, the little one and Li Shaoling locked gazes again.

They were clearly meeting for the first time, but were at once familiar and unfamiliar with one another.

“You came by yourself?” Li Shaoling suddenly spoke.

The tot nodded. Li Shaoling promptly frowned and reprimanded him strictly. “Don’t go out alone from now on.”

The dangers a little boy faced by slipping out at such a young age… what if he was kidnapped and his organs harvested?

That bitch Ji Weixi would cry herself to death.

Nonetheless, the little one simply laughed goofily. “Understood.”

***

With Li Shaoling’s special status, they went through special channels.

The little one was not afraid when his blood was drawn. He was very well-behaved, and simply watched carefully as the doctor put a needle through his skin without making a sound.

Li Shaoling felt vaguely pleased.

It was less than half-an-hour since they had met, but the child’s mannerisms were ever natural and fearless. He was no different from an adult, and that grooming has to be that fool Ji Weixi’s accomplishment.

A nurse then came and left with a single line. “President Li, the results will be out in three hours. Please be patient.”

Then, the young boy suddenly smiled, revealing a row of small, white teeth.

Li Shaoling’s brow furrowed. “What are you smiling for?”

“It would be so awkward if we’re not father and son.”

Li Shaoling said nothing. He closed his eyes to rest his mind, even if he was already a mess inwardly.

He was a little nervous, and it was a feeling he had not experienced for years.

How mysterious. He was very certain that the child was his, and naturally Ji Weixi would belong to him.

But damn it, why was he so hopeful for some connection with Ji Weixi?

He felt a splitting headache at the very thought.

His brow furrowed even deeper as fractions of pain arose.

Those memories were doors protect by some secret code and could not be opened by any means.

Three hours later…

“President Li, we have the results.”

Li Shaoling promptly opened his deep, dark eyes.

He received the sheets of paper, and as expected, the written results were 99.99% genetic resemblance.

“You’re really my daddy!” The tot laughed heartily, grinning ear-to-ear at Jian Cong. “Oh, yeah! Li Shaoling is my dad! My daddy!”

Oh yeah. No one would call him a fatherless boy anymore!

Jiang Cong looked like he had seen a ghost.

Oh, hell… His boss had a child with Miss Ji at some unknown point in time.

President Li was now a daddy… on the day of his engagement.

It was one of the greater mysteries in this world!