Chapter 58 Calling Him "Husband": The Leopard Cat Investigates the Reasons for the Breakup

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After marriage, someone did indeed go to great lengths to make Ning Ye happy. It was probably the knowledge he had intensively studied that provided fresh and unique technical guidance.

Although the initial stages of raising a child were filled with stumbles and frequent mishaps.

But when it comes to taking care of his wife, he has all sorts of tricks that are hard to describe.

Her body was thoroughly studied.

The man's eyes grew increasingly fierce and predatory.

In short, by the time Ning Ye finished her postpartum confinement, she had completely shaken off the ebb and flow of sadness, since some people simply wouldn't give her time to grieve.

Ning Ye has completely adjusted her mindset and is happy to see Xiao Xiao Tao every day.

With the dual guidance of a nutritionist and a working-from-home CEO, the young mother's thin cheeks have become fuller, and her complexion is rosy, her almond-shaped eyes are bright and clear, and even her slender fingertips are tinged with a healthy glow. She looks even better than before she gave birth.

Of course, Ning Ye felt that a large part of this was thanks to the child's thoughtfulness, which prevented her from suffering the most painful psychological trauma and allowed her to experience motherhood painlessly to the greatest extent possible.

Ning Ye recovered well and was able to end her maternity leave smoothly, returning to work at the company.

"So soon?" Bian Xun raised an eyebrow.

The CEO, who was already adept at handling the "crying upon landing" problem, held the little dumpling in his arms and raised an eyebrow at her.

"Yes, it's time to start production." Ning Ye nodded seriously.

—She now has an even more vigorous and energetic ambition for her career.

The thought of welcoming Ning Zhitao back to four years old, and how she would do even better than before, being more mature in terms of motherhood experience, financial foundation, and all aspects, and becoming an even better mother, filled her with motivation.

Bian Xun nodded in support.

His dark eyes lingered on her earlobe and lips, then seemed to tangibly move between her collar and lapels. It appeared that her body had fully recovered.

Yes, he's in a hurry too.

As Ning Ye returned from his vacation, the entire Wujiang Group gradually heard the news—

The president of Badao, who has been absent from public view for a long time and has only appeared in video conferences, will also return to his position in the group.

It's no exaggeration to say that the entire top management of Wujiang has never looked forward to a meeting with President Bian like this before.

What is it like for that man to take care of the child? What changes occur after becoming a father?

There shouldn't be any changes, right?

He'll probably still be as cold, heartless, mean, and indifferent as ever.

Assistant Zhang, who occasionally watched the president with his child, smiled but remained silent, keeping her true intentions hidden.

What does "Dad, boss" mean? This is it!

And for some reason, Assistant Zhang always felt that President Bian would have a higher position than "President Ba" in the future.

Perhaps it's a projection of the general sense of awe towards the other side?

The upheaval at the top level will not affect the lower-level departments for the time being.

When Ning Ye returned to the company, Sister Zhou and Jiang Xinghe both gave her small gifts to celebrate her new identity.

"Ningbao~ Congratulations on having such a lovely daughter! I wonder if she'll be willing to have her. I hope my little rascal can become Little Grape's friend~"

Ning Ye returned to her work station with a sense of peace and said with a smile, "No problem."

Her child really enjoys making friends.

From the moment Sister Zhou saw Ning Ye, she kept staring at Ning Ye's rosy face, secretly chuckling, her eyes gleaming with a lewd light, revealing the tacit and blatant lewd fantasies of a mature woman.

Wow, what a CEO! Wow, my first love!

Ah~~!!

Jiang Xing's gaze towards Ning Ye remained gentle, his eyes already filled with blessings.

Although he didn't remember the lively little boy who used to call him Uncle Jiang, he wished Ning Ye's choice would bring her happiness for the rest of her life.

Ning Ye smiled as she accepted their gifts, feeling a sense of peace and tranquility as if the dust had settled.

Of course, besides these two close colleagues, others also paid close attention to the matter.

Now, the whole company knows about Ning Ye and Bian Xun's relationship, but since it involves their immediate supervisor and their jobs, everyone is being very secretive and doesn't dare to talk about it face to face.

But as soon as Ning Ye entered the department floor, she could feel countless eyes staring at her.

This was bound to happen sooner or later, so she was very calm about it.

Now that there's no longer any need to worry about the inexplicable issue of Tao Tao's age, she's quite at ease, continuing to do what she needs to do and diligently completing the tasks assigned by the group, without any change in her attitude towards the group leader and director.

She wasn't transferred to any core department, nor was she promoted or given a less demanding job.

Even after entering into marriage, her self-worth remains important, or rather, even more important.

This low-key approach is seen as admiration by some, but as sullen speculation by others.

There happened to be a platform event at the group's plaza. As Ning Ye walked through the crowd, she could occasionally hear a few whispers.

"Is that her? She's still so beautiful after giving birth!"

"She's already married to President Bian and has a child, but he hasn't even arranged for her to be his assistant?"

"I heard she didn't get into the Bian family either. It seems that marrying into a wealthy family is still not easy!"

"If you ask me, it's highly likely that it's a shotgun wedding, otherwise someone of President Bian's status would definitely join forces with someone else."

The long-time employees in the same department who had always disliked Ning Ye became even more enthusiastic. Yan Li, Chang Qi, and others gathered together, saying, "Of course! Otherwise, why wouldn't they even have a wedding?"

Ning Ye only overheard a few words, then shook her head with a smile. These rumors were utterly unoriginal, not even as sensational as the ones circulating on campus forums when she was in school.

Adults are still too dignified.

Ning Ye crossed her arms, intently watching the event venue. Her mind involuntarily drifted to how Bian Xun had dealt with the rumors back in school, a strange smile playing on her lips. Just then, a rather unremarkable person appeared.

His arrival caused the crowd to automatically part to both sides, clearing a path, as if a red carpet had been laid on the ground.

The man, impeccably dressed in a suit, the fabric fitting perfectly to his tall, slender frame. His broad shoulders led to strong arms, and the well-tailored, expensive clothing he wore exuded a magazine-cover quality. His features were sharp and handsome, his narrow face sculpted, and his piercing black eyes were subtly framed beneath his brow. He possessed an air of nobility, aloofness, and extraordinary bearing—

She came pushing a stroller.

The pink stroller was covered by a canopy with several small grapes printed on it.

The child was comfortably nestled inside the protective netting, his eyes full of curiosity as his father took him around.

The president steadily pushed the stroller and stopped in front of Ning Ye.

Ning Ye was stunned, staring blankly at Bian Xun.

They've been spending a lot of time at home lately, and it's been so long since they've been in the office that Ning Ye has almost forgotten what it's like to be a CEO.

Seeing it again was still just as breathtaking.

At this moment, countless eyes converged on the scene, and those who were watching the spectacle were practically staring intently, afraid of missing a single second.

Yan Li and the others were secretly green with envy. Among colleagues, it's all about class and future prospects. They wanted to see how Ning Ye would be treated after she desperately squeezed into a wealthy family through her child!

As expected, Mr. Bian's expression remained as cold as ever! He showed absolutely no intimacy whatsoever, despite their personal relationship.

Of course, ordinary employees couldn't see the expressions on the faces of Wujiang's senior executives after the meeting.

—Are you crazy?!

I spent an hour of the two-hour meeting listening to that man talk about his experiences raising children and bragging about his wife!

Don't think that just because you have a cold and aloof expression, people won't notice that you're showing off.

Assistant Zhang shrugged: I told you this would happen.

In the square, the aloof CEO, who was in the spotlight, finally spoke, his voice low and cold as he asked Ning Ye.

"How late are you going to work tonight?"

Ning Ye blinked. She had just sent a message to Bian Xun, saying that he had just returned to work and had a lot of backlogged work to deal with.

Sister Zhou, who was standing next to her, had already pricked up her ears, and she had already slurred down that simple sentence.

They fully respect your professional identity! They won't expect you to balance career and family just because you have a child! He even pushes the stroller himself, with baby bibs in his suit pocket!

Sister Zhou rolled her eyes at the sweetness, perhaps because she was a working adult, and the feeling brought by this simple sentence was far sweeter than the two of them kissing in the street.

Ning Ye coughed softly and touched the stroller. "It'll be soon." Then, she lowered her voice and said, "You should take the child and leave now."

This bag is way too eye-catching.

The president nodded, his cold eyes sweeping over the people around him indiscriminately, like a Khan mobilizing his troops.

"No matter how late it is, I will wait for you with the children."

His magnetic voice landed, leaving the surroundings speechless with awe.

After saying that, the president pushed the pink baby stroller and leisurely drove away.

Sister Zhou looked at the bewildered faces of those who were secretly cursing other people's families for being unhappy, and felt inexplicably ecstatic.

A few simple words, effortlessly achieving great results—that's how domineering CEOs fall in love.

But Ning Ye was no longer calm.

My earlobes were still red even after the event ended.

What a lunatic! While searching for him, he's really a lunatic!

…

When Ning Ye returned home that evening, the first day of work resumption had already been completed.

But at the same time, she also brought back a message.

She returned just in time for the launch of a key project, but this means she might be stationed abroad for a month in the second half of the year. The downside, of course, is that she'll be away from home for a relatively long period, and Tao Tao is still very young, so she'll be very worried about her.

The advantage is that after completing the short-term exchange, she can be involved in key projects of this department, and her job title will inevitably be promoted at the end of the year.

Young mothers' career endeavors will inevitably clash with their family life.

Bian Xun listened quietly as she analyzed the pros and cons of going or not going. Her almond-shaped eyes shone brightly on her porcelain-white, full profile, and her red lips and white teeth revealed an unyielding enthusiasm and pursuit of life.

Bian Xun was naturally aware of this project within the business unit.

It is helpful for her career planning.

So after listening, he nodded.

"Go in peace," the man said with a cool and aloof expression, sighing softly as he parted his thin lips slightly. "I will bring the child to see you before I can't bear it anymore."

Ning Ye blinked.

These words were spoken with a touch of tea ceremony, less nervous and more emotional than they had been in the afternoon.

Ning Ye smiled and took his hand across the baby's crib.

For some reason, she suddenly remembered that during her previous business trip abroad, Bian Xun had rushed to sit next to her at the last minute before the flight took off, and the three of them squeezed together in economy class for ten hours, standing close together.

He was in such a hurry because every second of time was costing him money, and the further apart they were, the more expensive it would be—it was a cruel twist of fate.

Thinking about this, Ning Ye found it particularly funny.

Capitalists will only be punished by themselves.

As for now—

Ning Ye looked into the man's deep, dark eyes, where subtle emotions of dependence were etched. If she were gone any longer, he really would take the child and "chase after" her.

Ning Ye had no doubt.

In fact, since she had almost fully recovered and was preparing to return to work, she had left the childcare to Bian Xun more often.

There's no way around it; after all, CEOs have flexible hours, unlike ordinary employees.

In contrast, Bian Xun is now more skilled at childcare, taking care of the child every day, putting the child to sleep, and has gradually developed a new sense of order, with a plan for what to do at each time.

Ning Ye watched from the side and seemed to understand why Tao Tao had said that her father always picked her up and dropped her off at school.

Furthermore, all of Tao Tao's extracurricular class schedules after starting kindergarten were meticulously organized and clearly laid out.

This person has already planned everything, including their child's early education classes, kindergarten, preschool transition, primary school district... and even which subjects to choose for the college entrance examination.

Of course, there's a bit of nerve involved.

But Ning Ye's almond-shaped eyes shone with a gentle light.

The future that children once described is now unfolding before their eyes, little by little.

She looked at Bian for a moment, then couldn't resist tiptoeing and gently touching the corner of his lips.

Honey, you're really something.

The fabric rubbed against his skin, and Bian Xun's dark eyes deepened. He was now on the verge of exploding.

It was just a fleeting touch, like a dragonfly skimming the water, yet it ignited a spark in those dark eyes.

Just as he was about to grab her wrist and kiss her back, the child, who should have been fast asleep at this time, suddenly started whimpering, scratching and fidgeting in the soft blankets. Then, when her father picked her up, she vomited milk all over him.

Bian Xun closed his eyes.

She skillfully demonstrates her parenting expertise during the day.

In reality, they were just as miserable behind the scenes.

All notions of cleanliness and order vanish when it comes to raising children.

His obsessive-compulsive disorder and perfectionism were almost entirely worn down by his children.

He had a blueprint in mind, but he also knew clearly that this blueprint would change in every way as Ning Zhitao grew up.

But what can we do?

Children should grow naturally.

With a sigh, she skillfully cleaned herself and the child, then coaxed them to sleep again before finally rushing into the bathroom to take a shower and returning to the bedroom feeling clean all over.

Ning Ye chuckled and tugged at his newly changed pajamas, "Tao Tao threw up in this one too."

Given his level of germaphobia, he should have just thrown it away and wouldn't have worn it a second time.

Back in school, if a classmate accidentally spilled two drops of water on him, he would just throw it away. Ning Ye was so distressed that she almost secretly picked it up for him.

"You're not a germaphobe anymore?" Ning Ye asked, a smile spreading across her face.

Bian Xun pinched her chin, closed the door with his leg, and dragged her to the soft chair in front of the bedroom bed. He rubbed his lips against hers in a venting manner, his voice muffled.

"You bought it."

Complete parent-child package.

The fact that the child vomited is a kind of badge of honor for a father.

“Moreover,” Bian Xun snorted and bit her, his dark eyes lowered, “my order has already been disrupted in your presence.”

To be precise, his life had already collapsed after they broke up years ago.

So nowadays, it's not surprising that children have been able to mold and manipulate this line.

Ning Ye blinked in his arms, their eyes meeting in the soft light of the bedroom.

This was the first time they had ever talked about breaking up.

The breakup was so long ago, and so much has happened since their reunion. Now, their baby is sleeping soundly, and the two parents are reminiscing about the past.

Today, while at the activity square, Ning Ye thought of her student days. Back then, Bian Xun was the most aloof and mysterious male god at Jinghua University. Every day, he would receive dozens of confessions on the campus confession wall. On average, four or five students would come to the square every week to ask if the handsome guy sitting in row X of class X had a girlfriend.

After she got together with Ning Ye, there were a lot of sarcastic remarks from people at school.

What Bian Xun did was open the campus confession wall that he never paid attention to, write a long essay about unrequited love, and a few minutes later claim and repost it to his WeChat Moments: "Oops, I accidentally posted it."

Then the whole school spread the word that he was love-obsessed.

The behavior pattern is exactly the same as that of the president who appeared today pushing a stroller.

Ning Ye felt both ashamed and wanting to laugh.

She covered her lips with her pink fingertips, thinking, "Bian Xun is really crazy."

The man in front of her had clearly also thought of that past event; a hint of a smile appeared in his dark eyes as he gazed at her intently.

So, if they liked each other so much back then, how did they break up?

Ning Ye's long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she sat on his lap with her legs bent, her fingertips unconsciously clutching the hem of his pajamas.

She only learned about Wang Xuebing's extortion later. Before that day, the Bian family had approached her multiple times, telling her how far-reaching the field of Bian Xun's research would be developed abroad.

Besides planning for his future, the coincidence was that Wang Xuebing told Bian Xun that she was his accomplice, but when Bian Xun went to find her, he learned that she and her family had run away. However, Ning Ye went to find her mother.

But undeniably, she did choose her mother over Bian Xun when presented with the two paths by the Bian family. Therefore, after their separation, she never felt there would be a future for them.

Bian Xun gave a soft hum.

possible--

The rumors about him being love-struck and obsessed with unrequited love are not unfounded.

But the CEO won't admit it.

He gently pinched her warm, white earlobe with his long, slender fingers, and they would never mention this matter again.

Their respective family backgrounds are a challenge for them. Ning Ye resolved it through her own efforts, and so did Bian Xun.

He knew that if they met again, he couldn't give the Bian family even the slightest chance to interfere, so he needed to secure his position at the top, ruthlessly seize power and suppress them, and have the ultimate say.

So when I saw her application to transfer to the headquarters of Wujiang, I immediately booked a flight back to China.

Being in a good position.

Now, the highest authority in the Bian family has fallen into the hands of Ning Zhitao's small group.

Bian Xun's lips curled into a smile as he lazily pulled her into his arms. She had unconsciously pressed herself against his chest, their bodies almost touching. The man coaxed her, bringing his ear close to hers, "To talk about why we broke up, we should first talk about why we liked each other in the first place—"

Why did you like me back then?

Ning Ye blinked.

Looking at the face in front of me, it seems... that's already quite convincing.

Ning Ye didn't actually know why Bian Xun liked her.

Back in school, she felt rather unremarkable. She didn't participate in club activities, wasn't in the student council, and certainly didn't participate in any speech or singing competitions. She used her time to work part-time, complete her degree coursework, and compete for scholarships. If it weren't for their persistent scramble for seats, they would never have met.

"And what about you?" Ning Ye asked curiously.

The president's expression was distant.

Does this even need a reason?

She doesn't seem to know.

It's perfectly normal to like her.

Her vitality is like the flowers and grass in the crevices of the mountains, every inch of which releases the glow of the sun.

The veins of growth, delicate yet resilient, draw the eye.

She probably doesn't realize how many eyes in the library look at her every time she manages to snag that reserved seat.

When she worked part-time serving food in the cafeteria, her line was always the longest.

The reason why the "confession wall" was used in the first place was because there were just as many people trying to win her over.

Ning Ye looked at his slightly absent-minded profile and secretly stuck out her tongue.

Why does she like Bian Xun?

There must be many reasons, but she can only recall one very small detail right now.

They took turns vying for that seat in the library. Every time Ning Ye lost and returned empty-handed, she would see Bian Xun calmly sit down and take out disinfectant wipes to disinfect the table, chair, and drawer.

At first, she thought he was disgusted, so she was extra careful, always making sure to take all her belongings clean and even changing into new clothes each time. Later, she discovered that every Saturday morning, he would save his seat for her. And there would be disinfectant wipes in the drawer that he had left for her.

Every Saturday morning, instead of mint-scented tissues, she was given jasmine-scented ones.

It was like a fixed equation, secretly formed between him and her.

That kind of egalitarian neurosis has a strange attraction.

In short... Ning Ye covered her slightly flushed face. Perhaps liking him was a bit of a problem?

Ning Ye didn't notice the change in the man's eyes in front of her.

While she was contemplating liking him, some people's nerve endings were already tingling with pleasure.

By the time Ning Ye realized that her seat had shifted, she was completely trapped.

Ning Ye shifted her buttocks in embarrassment.

It's uncomfortable to the touch.

Then I glanced at the calendar in the distance to see what day it was.

Is it Friday?

Bian Xun chuckled softly.

When they think back to the past, they will remember countless Friday nights.

So she's been thinking about it too.

Bian Xun pulled the person close to him, their front shirts touching, the soft and taut muscles rubbing against each other.

Ning Ye was unaware of the outcome of the series of events that had just unfolded, but she saw the aloof CEO's serious expression and clear, dark eyes as he spoke.

"I don't have obsessive-compulsive disorder anymore."

The man was slow and deliberate.

"They're no longer sensitive to order."

Ning Ye raised her head blankly, meeting his dark and burning gaze.

Are you referring to the impact of raising children, or the impact of the breakup?

Bian Xun's lips curled up higher and higher.

Of course not.

"This means I no longer need to be at a fixed time or place."

—It won't be pulled out at the appointed time.

He will do it to the very end.

Although he didn't say the second half of his sentence, Ning Ye suddenly understood what he meant. Her cheeks flushed red, and she punched his shoulder, calling out softly, "Bian Xun—"

But the clothes had been torn open sometime earlier.

He seems to have mastered some kind of magic.

She trembled all her voice.

Bian Xun had been trying to regulate her condition for a long time and had already made her extremely clear-headed.

The body's elasticity, sensitive areas.

The direction and position to adapt to.

Bian Xun looked down at her struggling. In the past, so many times, when she suppressed her sobs and called his full name, it would give Bian Xun a feeling that... surpassed the pleasure of that one second of release.

Now, he has a title he'd rather hear.

What breakup, what happened back then, none of that matters to Bian Xun at this moment.

He was only thinking about one thing at that moment.

Ning Ye simply couldn't bear to look at him.

How could someone with such a cool and lingering sandalwood scent have such a passionate gaze?

The president, lost in thought and already enjoying himself immensely, spoke in a calm, low voice, almost humble, as he asked her.

"May I?"

The person in his arms had long been precisely ground into a soft, melting snowdrift, as if close to the sun and heat source, gurgling into snow water.

She looked up blankly, her voice soft, "What can I do?"

He stood there, pausing, before the fragrant path.

Ask politely.

"In a moment."

"Can I call out 'husband' while crying?"

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[Dog head carrying a rose][Dog head carrying a rose][Dog head carrying a rose] Here it comes!

The next chapter will likely be a sweet romance, or perhaps an "what if" story where Tao Tao travels to university~ Guess who picks up the child this time^^