Mister Li, the Heart Bandit

Chapter 29: I Gained Weight Through Skill

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The car slowly drove inside the Shallow Mountain Villa.

The residential area was secluded—Li Shaoling liked it quiet.

The car doors opened, but the moment Ji Weixi’s foot touch ground it throbbed, causing her to lose her balance and fall.

With great reflexes, Li Shaoling caught her waist.

It was very slender.

And very soft.

However, Ji Weixi quickly shoved him off as if jolted.

That blasted thug! He was assuming he could touch her all over just because he had the looks!

“Mommy!”

Ji Jiayu dashed out from the villa; his arms were spread for a hug.

However, Ji Weixi looked as if she could kill.

“Ji. Jia. Yu!” She seethed.

She went through all that trouble looking for him, and yet here he was, even smiling so cheerfully?

The tot hurriedly paused and took a few steps back panickily, grinning guiltily. “Hehe… Mommy…”

“You’re brave enough to run away from home now, right?” Ji Weixi closed in on him by every limping step. “Don’t you know how I suffered? Are you sick of being alive, Ji Jiayu?! Huh?”

“Mommy…” The boy puckered his lips tearfully. “I was wrong, but I just want Daddy…”

“For what? Did I leave you hungry? Did I abuse you? That’s why you have to find your daddy?”

“Sob—” The little one cried, rubbing his eyes.

Ji Weixi, however, scolded him loudly. “Yeah, keep pretending!”

Putting up a sad face whenever she scolded him… What remarkable acting skills at your young age, young man.

‘Oops. Mommy knows.’

Knowing his dear mother’s temper, the tot quickly grabbed Li Shaoling’s thigh, his face pleading for protection. “Daddy, Mommy’s bullying me.”

Being called ‘daddy’ softened Li Shaoling’s considerably. He arched his back and stroked his head, while leveling a cold glare at Ji Weixi. “I forbid you from scolding him.”

She scoffed. “What does that have to do with you?”

“He is my son too.”

She could say nothing to that, and watched as the two resembling faces—one adult and one child—looked at her with the same eyes.

Ji Weixi almost vomited blood.

Damn it. Father and son were now joining forces to overthrow her?

And so what if Li Shaoling was his biological father? She was his dear mother who had raised him for four years!

She was the first person he saw when he was born!

“Ji Jiayu, come here!” Ji Weixi ordered coldly.

Still making silly faces at her just a moment ago, the tot quickly changed into an aggrieved look, shaking his head. “Daddy, I’m scared. Give me a hug, Mommy’s being scary.”

Li Shaoling certainly could not withstand that endearing little demon and hence picked him up. “Is she always like this?” He asked coldly.

“Uh-huh!” The little one nodded, his little hands wrapping around his neck.

‘Hehe. Daddy is warmer than Mommy.’

Ji Weixi was left even more enraged. “Ji Jiayu, you heartless wolf! Who was it who rose early and slept late to nurse you! So, you don’t want me after getting your daddy? Fine, stay here. I’m leaving, and don’t think you’ll see me again for the rest of your life!”

A woman of her word, she limped away without losing her dignity.

Rising early, sleeping late… And nursing?

As the image of the brat suckling Ji Weixi popped into his mind, Li Shaoling lost his mind.

That rascal had monopolized his woman for four years.

Unforgivable!

He at once dumped the little one at Jiang Cong as if he was trash.

Jiang Cong was left bewildered; his arm was almost snapping off.

“Young Master… why are you so heavy?”

“I gained weight through skill. Mind your own business.”

Jiang Cong was left speechless.

The boy was definitely his boss’s. No one else had that arrogant tone that so sorely needs a beating.