Huo Ci, who was sitting beside them, frowned in disdain. “Third Old Jun, you can’t even take care of a child properly. You’re already such a grown adult. What other use do you have?”
Xiaoqi looked at him hastily. “Grandpa, Xiaoqi’s the one who was careless. It’s not Dad’s fault.”
With Huo Ci’s hot temper, he really wanted to slap him. This punk! After such a short while, had he already forgotten how that b*stard had treated him and his mother? Hadn’t he simply protected him for a tiny while? It was only f*cking natural for a father to protect his son, okay?!
A kid was a kid after all. What backbone could he have? He had been bribed with such a simple act of kindness.
By the side, Ling Sheng held back her laughter and took a glance at her father’s stiff and scowling face. He hadn’t expected that after going through great trouble for more than 10 days, Xiaoqi would return to his former self in one day. Xiaoqi had treated the Third Master so badly during this period of time, mostly thanks to her father’s credit too! It must have been because of his instigation from the sidelines.
Jun Shiyan hadn’t thought that his son would be so innocent and kind either. He had only suffered some flesh wounds, but his son had forgiven him without any qualms. If he had known that this would happen, he should have gotten injured earlier to get his son to feel bad and worry about him.
Xiaoqi had always been a sensible and soft-hearted child, to begin with. After forgiving Jun Shiyan, everything about his dad was good and well in his eyes. When they were about to go home, he grabbed onto Huo Ci seriously. “Grandpa, you drive.”
Huo Ci sneered and growled irritably, “Why should I drive? Am I the chauffeur of your family of three? Scram!”
Xiaoqi said, “Dad’s injured, so Grandpa has to drive.”
Huo Ci choked on a mouthful of blood. Look, look, look. What was the point of pampering his grandson? He just kept talking about his heartless father. This rascal had no principles at all. How could he forgive him just like that? Did he want to anger him to death?!
Ling Sheng did not dare to let her father drive. However, as her son’s relationship with the Third Master had improved, she was in a good mood too. She beamed and said, “Dad, please get seated. I’ll drive. I’ll be everyone’s chauffeur!”
Huo Ci let out a snort and glared at her before turning around to leave. After taking two steps, he returned. Why should he leave? Why should he give the three of them a chance to be alone? The rascal was so indecisive that if he left, he might even follow Third Old Jun home.
Yes, he couldn’t leave. He had to watch over them right here! He had to put pressure on the rascal, that good-for-nothing kid. The adult was like this, and so was the child. They just had to make him worry endlessly.
After Jun Shiyan and Ling Sheng exchanged a glance, the former smiled knowingly and said, “I just suffered some flesh wounds. I can drive. Move to the side.”
Ling Sheng wasn’t willing, but the man eventually stuffed her into the front passenger seat and fastened her seatbelt carefully before walking over to the driver’s seat.
In the end, Ling Sheng logged into Jun Shiyan’s Weibo account and posted a photo to clarify the matter.
She had taken the photo at the mall. The back views of the father and son, the older one holding the smaller one, were very warm and harmonious.
The child wasn’t the Best Actor’s son, but the son of the richest man in the world! The Best Actor had been looking after the richest man’s son!
The imaginative ability of the public was very strong. If it weren’t for the fact that they knew Best Actor Huo had Best Actress Nangong and that the richest man also had a wife he loved, just the fact that the Best Actor had helped the world’s richest man take care of his son twice would cause them to imagine a 10,000-word drama in minutes.
[I’m very curious. What’s the relationship between Best Actor Huo and the world’s richest man? Why does he keep helping him to look after his son?]
[He should be Ling Sheng’s son! Is it that strange for Best Actor Huo to take care of his grandson?]
[The person above has a point. On the 29th day of the Lunar New Year, wasn’t a photo of Ling Sheng and Best Actor Huo carrying a child to the hospital exposed? He must be Ling Sheng’s son.]
[D*mn, is this baby the son between Ling Sheng and the world’s richest man?]
[There’s too much information. Give me a second. Ling Sheng secretly got married and gave birth to a child? And it was even with the richest man in the world? Impossible!]
[Let me calculate this for you guys. Ling Sheng just turned 22 this year, and the child looks to be at least three years old. If he is Ling Sheng’s son, then wouldn’t she have gotten pregnant and given birth at 18 years old?]
#Ling Sheng’s secret marriage and child#
As soon as the topic was out, the onlookers were about to discuss the possibility of this matter when they realized that the trending topics were instantly removed. The comments were deleted in minutes, and someone’s Weibo account was even canceled immediately.
When they posted any more related words about Ling Sheng, they realized that they had already become sensitive words. They weren’t even able to post them on Weibo, and they could no longer talk about it at all.
Under these circumstances… The onlookers weren’t fools either. There must be relevant connections operating behind the scenes. The boss behind Weibo was the richest man in the world, Jun Shiyan. It would be fine if they simply suspected their relationship, but no one would dare to discuss it openly and blatantly anymore.
Xiaoqi had gotten closer to Jun Shiyan and started talking about his dad every day.
Huo Ci was having a terrible time. At most, he would scold him a bit, but he couldn’t go overboard either.
Otherwise, what would happen to him if the rascal got angry and ran to find his biological father now that he had one?
And that damn brat didn’t keep her word at all. She hadn’t returned after leaving that day, yet she had even claimed that she would help him!
“Grandpa, it connected.” Xiaoqi held his breath nervously as he stared at his smartwatch.
Huo Ci sat beside him and grunted in acknowledgment as he played a game on his phone nonchalantly.
“Xiaoqi?” Nangong Lengyu’s gentle voice could be heard.
“Grandma, it’s me.” Xiaoqi coughed weakly and stole a look at Grandpa, not knowing if he was doing well.
“What’s wrong? Your voice doesn’t sound right. Are you sick?” Nangong Lengyu became very nervous. She had something to do overseas for a week, so she just returned yesterday. The company had just started running, so she had to supervise everything personally. The preparations for the press conference tomorrow were also in full swing, so she hadn’t had the time to go back to see her daughter and grandson.
“Cough, cough!” Xiaoqi coughed twice again. He wasn’t good at lying. His face flushed red to the roots of his ears, and his soft voice became even softer. “No, Xiaoqi isn’t sick. Grandma, don’t worry. Work hard. Xiaoqi just wants to hear Grandma’s voice.”
Nangong Lengyu knew that the child was sensible. She frowned. “Xiaoqi, is Great-grandma around? Have you gone to the hospital?”
“Great-grandpa and Great-grandma went to visit an old friend. Grandpa gave Xiaoqi some medicine,” Xiaoqi said obediently.
“Only your grandpa is at home?” Nangong Lengyu’s brows furrowed even more tightly. He was the only person and was unreliable too. How could he take good care of a child at home? No, she had to go back immediately. “Grandma will be back right away. Don’t go out with Grandpa, understand?”
“Okay.” Xiaoqi hummed in acknowledgment.
After hanging up, both of the child’s eyes were sparkling with stars, but he felt a little uneasy inwardly. In his limited knowledge, pretending to be sick to trick his grandma to come over was wrong.
However, he missed Grandma a lot. Grandpa had told him to call her. Grandpa said that if he didn’t do that, Grandma wouldn’t come over. Grandpa had also said that he couldn’t always be the only one looking after him. Grandma had the responsibility to raise him too.
