It was Xiao Zhi’s first ti flying. When the plane took off, his body was stiff as though facing a formidable enemy, yet he maintained a cool little face. His tiny hands tightly grabbed onto her hand, making him look so adorable.
Tong Yan couldn’t help but pinch his little cheeks, "Xiao Zhi is the best."
Though Xiao Zhi didn’t show much expression when praised, his eyes were sparkling, revealing a hint of joy.
Two hours later, they reached B City, Beijing.
The adult and the little one exited the airport, and Li Xin had already prepared a car waiting. Seeing Xiao Zhi, she exclaid, "Sis, is this the legendary secret love child of yours? He’s so cute!"
She then extended her hands, showing the most kind and friendly smile, "Xiao Zhi, let sister hold you."
Xiao Zhi clung to Tong Yan’s leg and took a step back, showing a little cool and aloof deanor.
"He’s shy with strangers, don’t tease him," Tong Yan picked him up.
Alright then.
Missing her chance to cuddle, Li Xin retracted her hands disappointingly.
Coincidentally, the hotel arranged by the agency was at Yun Jin Restaurant.
Tong Yan looked around instinctively, didn’t see Qiao Jing, and sighed with relief.
Only then did they head upstairs.
anwhile, Qiao Jing was inspecting the entire hotel, moving from the east lobby. Since she went west, Tong Yan perfectly missed him.
But Qiao Jing could see when he lifted his head.
This person seems so familiar.
Qiao Jing: "Give today’s accommodation list."
The general manager quickly went to the front desk and got the list.
Qiao Jing flipped through it, spotted the familiar na, indeed not mistaking it.
Thus, the best buddy Qiao Jing sent a ssage to soone: Your wife is opening a room with another man, co quickly.
Hmm, a little boy also counts as another man.
He wasn’t lying.
Only then did he contentedly put away his phone, sitting in the lounge area on the left of the lobby, leg crossed, waiting for soone to arrive.
Life is too boring, got to find so fun, right?
Twenty minutes later, Bo Yimo successfully t with Qiao Jing.
"Which room?" Bo Yimo’s gaze was sharp, like a sword not yet drawn, hiding murderous intent.
Qiao Jing shifted positions, leaned back on the sofa, relaxed and elegant, clicking his tongue twice, "In such a hurry?"
Bo Yimo replied naturally, "Uncle Qiao has been asking about which young lady is still single lately?"
"Alright, alright, I’ll take you." Qiao Jing jumped up quickly, repeatedly emphasizing, "You better not ss around with matchmaking, or there’ll be no end to it with ."
Darn! Never won against him!
"Let’s see how you perform," Bo Yimo said casually, "not bad this ti."
When the doorbell rang, Tong Yan was just about to bathe Xiao Zhi. The water was ready, only needed to put him in the tub. But this little guy refused to take off his clothes, clutching the shirt buttons with his tiny hands, displaying a look of heroic resistance, as if faced with a matter of life and death.
Tong Yan was puzzled, who would co over at this ti? Could it be room service?
She got up to open the door, then froze.
Standing at the door was Bo Yimo, in a cashre sweater and a long black coat, looking sowhat stern and stable, with Qiao Jing following behind.
One looking cold and stern, the other smiling.
No matter how you look at it, it seems strange.
Tong Yan was unsure, "...It’s so late, is there sothing going on?"
Looking at the scene, they certainly weren’t here for small talk.
Bo Yimo was about to speak when he heard a sound from inside the room. He raised his eyebrows and looked over, seeing Xiao Zhi not far away, unexpected yet true, he was silent for a while.
"Whose child is this?"
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