She looked at him, perplexed. "Donglin, what on earth is wrong with you this ti?"
"She was emotionally unstable during her pregnancy. The doctor also said her health wasn’t very good. I was afraid she might have an accident, so I just wanted to take her out for a little diversion..."
Liu Daqing couldn’t believe her ears. A diversion! Just for a diversion, he took her to such an important place? This wasn’t about a diversion—this was blatant currying of favor! It was utterly obvious he was trying to win her over.
It was like watching King You of Zhou play with fire! she thought, staring hard at her son and enunciating each word, "Donglin, do you know what you’re doing?"
Wan Donglin looked completely taken aback.
That day, in front of Yan Xixi, Liu Daqing couldn’t bring herself to question her son further, nor did she particularly want to. She decided to give the matter the cold shoulder, figuring it would blow over after a while.
However, as she learned more, the situation had clearly spiraled beyond her comprehension. If this continues, she mused, Yan Xixi might actually beco my daughter-in-law one day, and I’d still be completely in the dark!
She wasn’t unaware of her son’s lifestyle over the years. Admittedly, compared to other extravagant and absurd second-generation rich kids, he was relatively normal. While he’d had many won, at least he was still a bachelor. As long as it was an affair between two unmarried, consenting adults, it typically didn’t cause major trouble or scandals. But as far as she knew, his girlfriends rarely lasted more than three months. A few years ago, rumors had swirled in their social circles about him and a certain A-list actress, but that too had fizzled out in less than three months.
Unexpectedly, this ti there was no re scandal—it had escalated to sothing nearly life-threatening.
The most bizarre part was that the girl didn’t want him—not his money, and certainly not him!
On the contrary, he was the one relentlessly pursuing her. He’d offered her a high-end boutique and even entire floors of buildings, but she still rejected him.
It would have been one thing if he’d never won her over in the first place, Liu Daqing thought, but he’d already been with her for two years—shouldn’t the novelty have worn off long ago?
The shock Liu Daqing felt was indescribable. In this day and age, even I can’t deny it: aren’t girls supposed to use every trick in the book to marry into a wealthy family, to transform from a sparrow into a phoenix? Even if they couldn’t get an official title, securing a large sum of money would set them up for life, free from worry.
However, this girl would rather work for a ager salary than stay with him—and she wasn’t faking it! The accounts were crystal clear: she hadn’t taken a single penny. Her stance was resolute: I just don’t want this money.
What’s more, if you try to force , I’ll fight you tooth and nail! That was her attitude. It had almost escalated to the point of involving labor organizations from multinational corporations—he was nearly slapped with a "human rights" scandal.
She looked her son over from head to toe and then from toe to head again, her eyes full of suspicion. "Donglin, is there sothing wrong with you?"
Wan Donglin almost spat out his tea, caught between amusent and exasperation. "Lady Daqing, is that any way to talk about your own son?"
Nevertheless, she remained stern. "If that’s the case, why is she avoiding you like the plague?"
He blushed and sulked. Who knew? That damn stubborn girl was impervious to all his advances, and he refused to admit it was because of Huang Xiaojue.
Liu Daqing spoke earnestly, "Since she doesn’t love you, why don’t you just let go with so grace? She was with you for two years and even carried your child. She’s suffered enough on your account. Giving her a shop isn’t excessive. This shop can help settle her for the rest of her life. A woman with so money of her own won’t find herself in too desperate a situation. Donglin, you are not to disturb her anymore."
He sulked, thinking, She carried my child, so why would she go and marry soone else? Besides, I even said I’d marry her! This makes no sense, does it? It’s just not logical!
(A happy New Year to all my readers! May all your wishes co true. May the gentlen find their goddesses, and the ladies find their gods. Haha, I’ll always love you all!)
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