As evening fell, Xu Lu wrapped her arms around Zheng Tianming's neck, her face as white and rosy as a freshly steamed shrimp. She had just woken up and didn't want to talk to anyone.
"I told you to wake him up, but you wouldn't listen." Xu Mengyu crossed her arms and leaned against the elevator handrail.
Hu Xiaohui stood silently to the side, as if she had discovered a huge secret...
Zheng Tianming held Xu Lu in his arms, his voice unconsciously lowering: "He's always like this whenever I wake him up, just like his genes."
"Just talk, don't come any closer." Xu Mengyu showed a disgusted expression.
As soon as the four of them got off the elevator, they saw Fang Bei and another curly-haired man sitting in the lobby lounge chatting. Both of them were followed by assistants, agents, and several bodyguards.
Fang Bei leaned back in his chair. The enemy of my enemy is my friend. If he didn't make Xu Mengyu give up on her ex-husband, neither of them would have a chance.
Shao Yunhe has slightly curly black hair, a smile on his lips, and clear, clean eyes. Seeing him is like seeing a summer sunflower; he's the kind of boy next door.
"I'm starting to like them a little," Hu Xiaohui muttered softly.
Zheng Tianming recognized him at a glance. Wasn't this the kid with the small penis who took pictures of people everywhere?
"Xiaoyun, Mr. Xu is here." Shao Yunhe's agent pushed up his glasses and reminded him softly.
Shao Yunhe turned his head, placed his hand on the back of the chair, and smiled brightly: "Good evening, sister."
Xu Mengyu nodded: "Let's go, I still need to pick someone up from the airport later."
"I brought a gift for my sister on this trip." As he spoke, Shao Yunhe took out a jewelry box from his pocket: "I thought it would suit my sister very well, so I bought it for her."
Fang Bei took a deep breath, knowing that he would try to curry favor at any opportunity: "Yun He, your packaging looks..." He stopped there.
Zheng Tianming, holding Xu Lu, looked at the two people in front of him: "..."
"I made the packaging by hand; it's just a token of my appreciation." As he spoke, Shao Yunhe held up his fingers: "I even cut several slits in it."
Fang Bei put his hands behind his back. "Little green tea," he thought, "just now she said she was on his side, that she would take down Xu Mengyu's ex-husband first, and then compete fairly."
Hu Xiaohui stepped forward and took the jewelry box: "It's so beautiful, I'll keep it for the boss."
Whether Xu Mengyu accepts the offer or not is a question. If she accepts, it may cause unnecessary misunderstandings. If she doesn't accept, now that most of the artists in her studio have left, it would be somewhat unreasonable to publicly refute Shao Yunhe's offer.
"Thank you, let's go." Xu Mengyu said and walked ahead.
Shao Yunhe smiled as he looked at Zheng Tianming, then at the child in his arms. Fang Bei hadn't told him who the child was.
No matter whose it is, it can't be Xu Mengyu's. Someone like her would never get pregnant out of wedlock.
Fang Bei deliberately didn't say anything; the fewer people who knew about this, the more advantageous it would be for him, since he was one of the few who knew.
Xu Lu rested his chin on Zheng Tianming's shoulder: "Uncle Zheng, I'm hungry." Ever since Uncle Zheng came, his legs seemed to have become useless, and someone would carry him whenever he went out.
It was a bit awkward at first, but I've gotten used to it now. Uncle Zheng's embrace is warm and makes me feel safe.
This is also what Zheng Tianming wanted to give to Xu Lu. He was born without a father by his side and missed out on too much. No one says that an eight-year-old child cannot be held in one's arms.
In addition, he had been abducted by human traffickers and had been living in constant anxiety.
"The bodyguard's child is so beautiful." Shao Yunhe said, taking a small bag out of his pocket and handing it over: "Little friend, how old are you?"
"Thank you for the candy, Uncle, but I have cavities and can't eat it."
Before Zheng Tianming could reply, Xu Lu spoke first. What did his age have to do with him? He was just being polite when someone offered him candy, so he had to respond politely.
Shao Yunhe opened the package and ate it himself: "Okay then, I'll bring you even tastier snacks next time."
Xu Mengyu was finally relieved; she had been worried that Zheng Tianming would start arguing with her.
"I'm straight, so please stay away from me." Zheng Tianming said, frowning. His tone was serious, not like he was joking, but rather like a polite refusal.
Shao Yunhe was eating, his cheeks puffed out, when he heard Zheng Tianming's words, his face instantly turned red with anger: "How could you say that!"
He was looking at his adorable baby, and then this guy suddenly said something like that, which is like him finishing his meal and then saying, "There was a fly in your bowl."
Not fatal, but disgusting.
In any case, Xu Mengyu's heart finally settled down, though it was a complete and utter drop.
Fang Bei suppressed a laugh, twisting his leg repeatedly with one hand in his pocket. Shao Yunhe, relying on his "good younger brother" face, went around acting cute and charming to win favor. Well, this time, someone directly offered him a hand.
He's like a mother, acting like a gay man...
Hu Xiaohui couldn't understand why, with their pretty faces and such great bosses, they didn't think about how to make money while they were young, but instead focused on "seduce" their bosses.
He's nobody, just starting to gain some fame, and he's relying on his boss's good temper and easygoing nature to dream of reaching for the moon—a pipe dream.
Zheng Tianming got into the car with Xu Mengyu. He was her bodyguard. Although they all had doubts, no one dared to say anything.
Sitting in the car, Shao Yunhe said, "This is the first time I've seen a bodyguard with a child. Aren't you at all surprised?"
Fang Bei leaned back in his seat: "I don't think so."
That's Xu Mengyu's child, who's always been with her. What's so strange about that?
“We’re on the same side, so you can’t keep anything from me,” Shao Yunhe said, taking out chewing gum from his pocket.
If it weren't for trying to get information from Fang Bei, he would never have ridden in the same car with him.
Fang Bei slowly turned his head, his bright eyes fixed on Shao Yunhe: "You were just giving me gifts and talking about my sister, are you on my side?"
"So what? I didn't stop you from preparing a gift..." Shao Yunhe said, chewing gum with an innocent look in his eyes.
Fang Bei nodded: "Okay, okay, you said it yourself."
“...”
Zheng Tianming put one arm around Xu Mengyu's waist, his hand applying slight pressure to pull her closer to him: "These two alone wouldn't be enough for you to wreak havoc even if you tied them up..." He lowered his head, his voice very low: "They're so small, you'd need a magnifying glass to get them into bed, do you like that?"
Xu Lu was looking out the window, thinking about how to coax his grandmother when he saw her, since he had tried to get information out of her earlier.
Xu Mengyu took the blanket from the car and covered Zheng Tianming's legs with it.
"Stop fooling around..." Zheng Tianming hid behind Xu Lu, he knew all too well what Xu Mengyu was doing.
Xu Mengyu looked at Zheng Tianming with a smile, her lips slightly moving, indicating that Zheng Tianming should separate his crossed legs.
Zheng Tianming isn't stupid...
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