Mister Li, the Heart Bandit

It was then that Jiang Cong came to them and whispered something into Li Shaoling’s ear.

Li Shaoling grunted affirmatively, and gave Ji Jiayu a head pat.

“I’m off,” he said. “I have something to do.”

The tot looked up at him. “Will you come back?”

Li Shaoling turned to shoot Ji Weixi a meaningful glance. “Of course,” he said, putting weight behind each word.

Was he some industrial-strength glue? Why was he so sticky?

***

After Li Shaoling left, Ji Weixi promptly breathed a huge sigh, with her entire being relaxing considerably.

She was actually scared even if she appearing fearless against him—she was just not showing it.

“Ji Weixi, good job… although you never told me you scored such a divine man!” Tian Miaomiao excitedly shook her shoulders. “So, Jiajia is President Li’s son… oh my god, what bullshit fate is that?!”

“…Please watch your words.”

“Spill! Didn’t you say the one four years ago is some old fart? Why did it turn out to be President Li?!”

Ji Weixi narrowed her eyes. “I don’t know, but Jiayu is definitely his son.”

Did Ji Jianing make a mistake when she planned her trap, leading to her sleeping with Li Shaoling by mistake?

“Anyway, he’s doing good by you!” Tian Miamiao had crossed her fingers while her eyes were overflowing with heart-shaped bubbles. “Xixi, he’s even called off his wedding with Ji Jianing for you!”

“…What?” Ji Weixi was stunned.

Tian Miaomiao opened the news on her phone and showed her.

“Ji Jianing had planned for a live broadcast and announce to the whole wide world that Li Shaoling was hers, but nobody expected that he simply carried you off, and then announce that the wedding is canceled… hahahaha!” Tian Miaomiao said, laughing wildly. “I saw the whole thing, and it’s even making headlines and explosively trending on Weibo. Rumor even had it that Ji Jianing’s management company was left in a mess!”

Ji Weixi did not care at all about Ji Jianing, but was certainly left stunned by the news that Li Shaoling canceled his wedding.

“Miaomiao, I don’t think Li Shaoling canceled his wedding over me.”

Maybe he just did not want a stepmother for her son?

“How could it not be?” Tian Miaomiao retorted. “Even I could see that the way he looks at you is different.”

Ji Weixi did not agree. “How so?”

Tian Miaomiao smiled mischievously. “I’m telling you, on the Internet, it is said that you can see the love from the eyes of someone who is smitten with you, even if you stuff his mouth and beat him up. It can’t be held back! The eyes never lie!”

Indeed, Ji Weixi’s heart thumped for no reason as Li Shaoling’s handsome face appeared in her mind.

Could he really like her?

No way. She would not buy it even if she was beaten to a pulp.

“What if he lost his memories…”

“Losing memories doesn’t mean that his heart changed! You still dwell inside it!”

“What if he becomes blind?”

“…Are you so insistent on staying single until you die?!”

***

The old Li family residence was a European-style castle.

The sun had descended slightly. Combined with the tangled vines and creepers on the courtyard of the residence, as well as the occasional cawing of crows, it painted a forbidding—almost sinister sense of isolation.

“You have returned, Master Li.” A blond man with blue eyes who looked to be in his fifties approached and greeted him respectfully. “Old Madam is waiting for you upstairs.”

Li Shaoling changed his shoes and went to the floor above. “How is her health?” He asked without so much as a glance sideways.

Butler Wilson then hesitated for a moment, before saying, “The old madam was affected after she learned that you called off the wedding.

Li Shaoling, however, was calm. “Understood.”