Chapter 16 Making a Baby? The CEO Behaved and Felt Good (Giving Out Red Envelopes...)
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After paying, Bian Xun breathed a slight sigh of relief.
Then, amidst the agent's ambiguous glances, he lowered his head and looked at what he had bought.
Little Crayon Children's Drawing Interest Class.
One installment of 10,000 yuan.
Bian Xun: "...?"
His dark eyes slowly moved, looking at Ning Ye beside him.
Ning Ye remained calm, but the shock in her eyes had not yet subsided.
What in this world is worth searching for and running around for? And even running to pay for it?
The man's hair, hanging over his forehead, was slightly disheveled, and his meticulously tailored suit and shirt had a few more wrinkles. A faint blush appeared on his pale neck, and his aura of authority seemed to have dissipated.
Is it really necessary?
Did he find out I was using his card?
Ning Ye's heart tightened. She had been watching closely these past few days. She had bought so many things on Singles' Day, which should have randomly appeared around Bian Xun by now, but he hadn't made a move and she didn't know if he had received them or not.
But Ning Ye thought again, even if he knew she was using his card, he wouldn't run away, would he?
Ten thousand yuan is nothing to him.
Is it really worth sacrificing the young CEO's dignity to come all this way?
Therefore, Ning Ye was inclined to believe that he was unaware of this, otherwise, given his stinginess, he would have stopped her long ago, or worse, reported her directly to the central government.
Bian Xun did not explain.
In reality, it cannot be explained.
His breathing returned to its clear and steady state, but his eyes gradually deepened as if they were being immersed in water.
Her spending on children has increased again.
"Who did you buy it for?" Bian Xun asked in a low, inquisitive voice.
Ning Ye paused, composed herself, and looked up: "I bought it for myself. I want to go up."
Bian Xun chuckled lightly, his eyes clearly showing disbelief and a hint of cold sarcasm.
Were all those children's products you bought before also for yourself?
Ning Ye stood up straight and spoke in a clear voice: "Because I didn't experience these things in my childhood, I want to raise myself all over again."
No problem, raising grapes is like raising your childhood self.
These few words, though seemingly casual, actually masked the sarcasm in Bian Xun's eyes.
Bian Xun recalled the image of young Ning Ye in an old photograph. Poverty, malnutrition, and a home with nothing but her mother's love. And even that love quickly faded away.
Their families of origin are two black holes that separate them; his family is one, and hers is another.
Bian Xun felt a subtle, sour ache in his heart, a feeling that had lingered for years.
He was certainly not someone who could be easily fooled.
Could it be that all those things she's bought with his card all this time were for her own use?
Bian Xun frowned, tapped the table with his fingertips, and unconsciously exuded the aura of a superior sitting in a meeting.
"You want to learn to draw, should we start with children's classes?"
Ning Ye replied neither servilely nor arrogantly: "If you have money to burn, is that not allowed?"
The person who actually got burned: "?"
Bian Xun's gaze fell on the slender and delicate face in front of him. The two looked at each other and remained silent for a long time. Only the real estate agent was dazzled by the handsome man and beautiful woman, and could only watch the drama unfold.
Suddenly, the handsome man spoke casually, "I saw a child today who looks a lot like you."
When he saw that child, Bian Xun couldn't deny that he had a fleeting moment of fantasies about family.
If it were a child like her...
Ning Ye's gaze remained unchanged; she knew Bian Xun would definitely pay attention. The plot was constantly pushing Ning Ye to bring Ning Zhi Tao to their door, to solidify her character as a female supporting character who sold her daughter for personal gain and coveted wealth, thus creating a contrast with the female lead.
But Ning Ye had no need to do that, nor did she want her child to become cannon fodder in the protagonist's storyline.
Xu Lanyi was determined to have Bian Xun and was eyeing him covetously. But she and Bian Xun should have had nothing to do with each other long ago.
Ning Ye nodded into Bian Xun's dark eyes and handed him the price list for the extracurricular classes from the real estate agent. "What a coincidence! Why don't you buy a course for that little girl too?"
Bian Xun: "?"
Her reaction was normal, but he still had doubts.
After he inexplicably spent another 10,000 yuan to buy more courses, Bian Xun finally came to his senses, pinched the bridge of his nose, and said, "It's counted as her class time."
Turning around, the children on their autumn outing in the park gradually left with their parents. Many of them wore crystal grape ornaments, which swung back and forth.
The agent excitedly opened the account: "You're such a good husband! A good father!"
Bian Xun remained expressionless, but surprisingly did not refute.
…
On the other side.
As soon as Gu Zixun got home, he threw off all his belongings and rolled around in the living room, crying and screaming.
Xu Lanyi had learned about the entire situation on the scene through her assistant's broadcast. Although Zixun's overreaction had aroused Bian Xun's dissatisfaction, her assistant told her that Ning Ye's daughter was so frightened by him that she cried on the spot.
She must have deliberately caused her daughter and Zixun to quarrel, to attract Bian Xun's attention and see how he would react when he saw his own daughter.
But the assistant said that Bian's expression at that time was devoid of any tenderness, and it was clear that the child had not left a good impression on Bian Xun.
Xu Lanyi held her son, her expression still one of ease and composure.
Old Master Bian is getting on in years and has been making a will in recent years. Although Wujiang Group has been completely taken over by Bian Xun, the issue of dividing the Bian family's assets is still fraught with undercurrents.
Without offspring to inherit the throne, this chair will become unstable.
Whether as a popular celebrity or the eldest daughter of the Xu family, Xu Lanyi can provide him with the strongest support.
"Some information can be released appropriately now." Xu Lanyi gestured with her chin to her assistant.
"Yes, boss."
She patted Gu Zixun on the shoulder.
Today's autumn outing is just a prelude; the main event is the kindergarten parent-child activity coming up next month.
Ning Ye probably doesn't know that many of the parents of the children at Xia Lu Kindergarten are either rich or powerful. This parent-child activity is not only to showcase the interaction between children and parents, but also has a very important purpose: to raise funds for charity.
80% of the funds raised will be donated to children in impoverished areas, while the remaining 20% will be used to improve the children's diet and play equipment at the kindergarten.
Don't underestimate the competitive spirit of kindergarten children, nor the subtle comparisons made by their parents. In a sense, the amount of donation reflects on the children's self-esteem.
So, what should Ning Ye do?
The only source of wealth she could hope for was Bian Xun, but would Bian Xun spend that money on her?
That's something to look forward to.
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Ning Ye was delighted to receive two semesters of crayon-themed lessons and quickly enrolled her child in them.
She wasn't worried about next month; she had a problem right now.
This weekend, their department is going to a conference in the suburbs of Beijing. Although it's called the suburbs of Beijing, it's actually quite far, almost to the other side of the province, requiring a 40-minute high-speed train ride.
It's definitely not realistic to rush home after the meeting. Firstly, there's still finishing work to do after the agenda is over, and secondly, the train station is quite a distance from the hotel where the meeting was held. By the time she gets home from the hotel, it will be midnight.
Ning Ye thought it over and then her eyes lit up. She pinched the child's cheek and said, "Little Grape, I'll take you with me."
My senior colleagues used to do this: they would get their travel expenses reimbursed for business trips, and a double room was enough for two or three people to sleep in. They only needed to pay for their family members' train tickets themselves.
This way, the whole family can go out and have fun together, and we can save on hotel expenses.
Ning Ye thought it was a good idea; she would feel much more at ease having her child by her side that way. She checked the work group messages; not all colleagues would be attending this meeting, which was supposed to be a large-scale event. The highest-ranking leaders present were the department head and another vice president; the top boss wouldn't be going.
If Bian Xun can't go, then it's irrelevant to the main storyline, and she and Tao Tao can enjoy themselves.
Most importantly, that hotel was a hot spring hotel.
We can bring Taotao to soak in the hot springs then.
That's the good thing about having daughters; they can play together, go to the toilet together, and change clothes together when you take them out, so it's not inconvenient.
Ning Zhitao had long forgotten the sadness she felt when she saw her father earlier, and jumped up and down on the new sofa: "Really, Mom! I'm going on a business trip too?"
Ning Ye nodded with a smile in her eyes and a serious expression.
"Yes, Ms. Grape."
Ning Zhitao cheered with joy.
Ning Ye made her decision and applied for a business trip through the company's back-end system, buying a high-speed train ticket to the outskirts of Beijing. She applied directly through the system, so she didn't need to pay for it herself.
After purchasing the tickets, Ning Ye switched to her usual ticketing app, filled in her child's identity information, and bought a ticket for Tao Tao on the same train for 28 yuan.
She planned to see if there were any single passengers sitting nearby, and if so, they could switch seats so the two of them could sit together.
Seeing that both tickets had been used to determine seating arrangements, Ning Ye felt a little happy.
This is the first time I've taken the kids on such a long trip!
Ning Zhitao's face was flushed with excitement; it had been a long time since she had gone out with her mother.
"This time I don't want Dad—I don't want Uncle!" Ning Zhitao stood proudly with her chubby little arms on her hips.
Ning Ye nodded, but she didn't want the child to feel that her father didn't want her anymore.
"Although your father doesn't know Tao Tao now, he still bought her two semesters of art classes."
Ning Zhitao thought for a moment, then obediently raised her hand: "Then I'll just call him Dad."
Ning Ye couldn't help but chuckle.
The little boy sat on the sofa and imagined for a moment, his voice soft and sweet: "The last time we went out to play, it was Mom and Dad who took me to watch the military parade."
Ning Ye raised her eyebrows, "A military parade?"
This doesn't happen every year; it only happens in special years.
This made Ning Ye suddenly realize something.
She knew the child came from the future, but it seemed she had never asked which year it was.
I always felt that my child was already this old, and that this would be a long time from now.
Ning Ye couldn't help but become curious and asked, following the child's words, "Tao Tao, what day did the military parade we watched commemorate?"
Ning Zhitao is indeed a smart child. She can memorize the access codes for each house, so she answered her mother's question with ease.
"It's to commemorate the 85th anniversary of the great victory in the resistance!"
Children may not be able to name specific historical anniversaries, but they can clearly state the number 85.
Ning Ye paused.
Then suddenly he looked up.
Wait, this year is the 80th anniversary, which means the child came five years later?
But she is already four years old.
A flash of lightning suddenly struck her mind, and Ning Ye's fair cheeks flushed red, her whole body feeling hot.
That means the child was born this year...?
Even soon after...?
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In a high-rise building in the city center, Bian Xun's bank card had just been credited to his account.
The president, dressed in black silk pajamas, sat loosely on the sofa by the window.
He glanced at the 28,000 yuan bill on his phone. Having dodged a hundred million, he was now numb to this kind of money.
Here are the latest financial statements. Currently, Wujiang Group's several major projects are operating well, and there is also an engineering project from two years ago that needs to be repaid, all of which are worth hundreds of millions.
The aloof CEO remained expressionless.
Fortunately, he was able to earn it.
Bian Xun's sharp, cold black eyes were half-closed. This bill of 28,000 yuan should be for train tickets, with a random multiplier of 1,000.
Their business unit is going to attend an artificial intelligence sharing forum this weekend, and the high-speed train from the city to the suburbs costs 28 yuan.
He chuckled and put down his phone.
Two seconds later, he suddenly picked up his phone again.
Travel expenses can be reimbursed directly from the company's accounts without requiring payment.
So who did she buy the ticket for...?
Bian Xun suddenly straightened his upper body, his eyes under his bangs sharpened, and his fingertips slowly tightened.
He suddenly remembered that the new sofa she bought was also a two-seater.
The size of the TV screen is not for a single person.
The lingerie washing machine has a capacity of 3 liters, making it a family model.
The president suddenly felt a sense of unease.
That night.
The Maybach's streamlined arc of light reappeared in the night.
It came to a steady stop at the entrance of Xia Lu residential area.
The car window rolled down, and Bian Xun, expressionless, proactively scanned the QR code of the property management old man. The old man, ever friendly, cheerfully said, "Ten yuan is fine today, handsome."
Bian Xun remained silent.
If some people could reduce their bills by 10 times, they would no longer have financial pressure.
Wrist rests on the steering wheel, fingertips tapping the leather surface.
At the same time and in the same place, Bian Xun suddenly remembered seeing a little girl in the community a few days ago when he was waiting at the door.
It seems to be the child who bumped into him in the park and looked just like Ning Ye?
It seems that the little girl lives in this neighborhood, so her parents must be... Bian Xun slightly narrowed his eyes.
Then he lowered his head and scoffed, realizing that he was indeed being paranoid.
The primary and secondary schools that come to Wujiang Group for autumn outings are open to the surrounding area, so it's not surprising that they stay here.
Assistant Zhang's family also lives in this neighborhood.
This time, Bian Xun didn't wait outside the door. Instead, he called Assistant Zhang out and led the president into the community's gate.
At this moment, Assistant Zhang was still wearing her daughter's cartoon hair clip and had her hair in pigtails, looking quite different from her usual elite appearance in the company, and she was very embarrassed.
He smiled slightly to himself.
Even if he has children in the future, he will never be so shameless.
After letting Assistant Zhang return to his family life, Bian Xun strolled around the neighborhood, his tall figure in a thin black coat scanning the warm yellow lights of countless homes.
As he walked, he brought up Wujiang's backend.
Ning Ye did not update her address in her employee file, but she used a voucher to order the smart sofa and filled in her latest delivery address.
The CEO lowered his eyes, then looked up and found her apartment door under the dim night light.
Just as I was about to step forward, a familiar figure leaped out from the doorway.
Ning Ye's face turned bright red.
He was carrying a garbage bag that wasn't quite full yet.
At this moment, Ning Ye looked dazed, with sweat beading on her forehead and neck.
Taking out the trash wasn't the main point; she mainly wanted to get some fresh air.
Since the child has already transmigrated, she certainly doesn't need to give birth, which can be seen from the plot description.
The original story requires a four-year-old child to form twins with the female lead's son.
Without giving birth, Ning Ye is essentially a painless mother.
But the problem is, even if the children from the future have already grown up and traveled over, the current parents still have to create the children first, right?
If Ning Zhitao and Bian Xun hadn't done *that* when Ning Zhitao was supposed to be born... then wouldn't Ning Zhitao not exist?
Will she disappear?
Ning Ye stood under the streetlight and anxiously paced around.
Even though they know that things will definitely happen in the future before they can have a baby.
But this matter suddenly came to the fore, right before our eyes.
It was as if countless Friday nights suddenly piled up in front of her, damp and crowded, instantly pulling Ning Ye into her past sensory memories.
But they are still in a broken-up relationship, and they can't stand each other.
The previous conflicts remain unresolved, and the reasons for the breakup still exist.
How could that be...?
The girl's slender figure was bathed in the autumn night light, the soft light penetrating her thin clothes and outlining her delicate, undulating curves. Her expression was sometimes solemn and sometimes startled.
It was observed by the man in the distance.
Ning Ye calmed down after a long time, and finally regained her composure.
Since things have come to this, there's always a way.
She had just decided to go back and think of a solution when she looked up and suddenly saw the male protagonist she had been thinking about standing not far away.
The man wore thin clothes and had black hair. Beneath his stern bone structure were deep and perfect features. His slightly narrow eyes were elongated, and his gaze calmly locked onto people, exuding a cold yet profound emotion.
Why is he here?
Ning Ye's mind went blank for a moment, and a secret sense of shame tinged her porcelain-white cheeks with a pale pink hue.
She was worried that the other party was there to collect a debt, and she was also afraid that the other party would come to her door and discover the existence of her child. In short, neither of these was a good thing at the moment!
Ning Ye made a quick decision and slipped away first.
Xia Lu was quite familiar with the layout of the residential area, so she planned to take a detour and then return to her building entrance via a side path.
But the man behind him was like a handsome ghost, always following him.
She ran, and he followed.
She hides, so he searches.
Seeing her reaction, Bian Xun felt an even stronger chill in his heart. Was someone really hiding in her house?
Otherwise, why would she be in such a panic?
Ning Ye was terrified of him; she couldn't understand why Bian Xun was being so persistent tonight.
She didn't dare take the elevator in the end, and instead turned into the side of the building and took the stairs home.
He opened the door, closed it in one smooth motion, leaned against the door panting, and held up a finger to shush the curious little girl, Tao Tao.
Ning Zhitao immediately covered her little mouth obediently.
Does he know the address of the newly rented house?
As it turns out, the dog owner really did know.
The young CEO quickly stood at the elevator entrance on this floor, his handsome and dignified presence standing in the ordinary four-unit-per-floor residential building. He looked up and found her apartment door.
Ning Ye: "!"
Perhaps it was because of what she had just learned about that matter, but she had the feeling that the other party was about to come and do something as soon as they opened the door.
The child is still at home! Help!
Bian Xun's gaze was deep and unfathomable.
He had a vague intuition that he had to go to her house to take a look.
This family is connected to him.
His leather shoes landed on the tiled floor, the motion-sensor light in the hallway turned on, and he felt an almost instinctive urge.
Approach.
Suddenly, my phone lit up with a bill notification—
8.5 million was transferred away.
Bian Xun stopped in his tracks. "?"
Ning Ye leaned against the door, reminded by his words that she hadn't paid next month's rent yet, and quickly paid 8500. She had already paid her share, and used Bian Xun's card to pay the rest. She breathed a sigh of relief after paying.
Based on the average rental and sales prices in the vicinity, Bian Xun immediately guessed what the money was from.
It's 1000 times the rent.
The CEO hasn't had a large sum of money transferred out for several days.
They behaved themselves now.
That feels good.
Bian Xun finally stopped his relentless pursuit and learned about his relationship with this family:
He pays the monthly rent of 8.5 million.
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Author's Note: I'm late [crying emoji]. This chapter continues the rain of red envelopes.
Since the book will be released tomorrow night, updates will be on the evening of November 1st, and there will be a big update! Wait for me~!
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I highly recommend the completed, hilarious novel of the same genre, "I'm Giving Up Being the Obsessive Male Lead's White Moonlight," available to read in my author's page!
Chu Yin only realized after his death that he was the white moonlight in a wealthy family novel.
The obsessive male protagonist fell in love with her at first sight when he was young, and later seized power in a conglomerate. Chu Yin was tormented by his insane possessiveness and died a tragic young death.
When she opened her eyes again, she was back to the day before she transferred schools and met Lu Zhen.
"Ding~ The learning system has been bound! The host can change the trashy script through learning!"
[After completing all the homework for the entire subject, you may change just one word from the original text!]
[If you rank first in your grade, you can edit one sentence in the original text!] ...
[Win the top score in the college entrance exam and you can create your own ending! Get rich overnight! Become an internet sensation! Do whatever you want!]
That night, Chu Yin stayed up all night to finish his assignment and gained the right to edit the text.
The original text states, "On the day of their first encounter, Lu Zhen walked into the school, and a light rain began to fall."
The next day, Lu Zhen walked into the school—small knives suddenly fell from the sky.
Young Lu Zhen: ? Someone's plotting to kill me.
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Everyone in the school knows that the Chu family's daughter, whom they brought back from the countryside, swept the top spot in the grade and also became the school beauty.
But one day, rumors spread throughout the school that she had somehow offended the great demon king, Lu Zhen.
…
When his misdeeds were exposed, Chu Yin was cornered against the wall and felt a little guilty.
The boy before her was like a trapped beast, his dark eyes burning with the madness of two lifetimes: "You want my life?"
"—Take it."
[Beautiful, cunning, and seemingly innocent girl x wealthy young master who's been played to the point of near death]
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