Chapter 112: Poop Pants Growing Tall At The Old Home

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The next morning.

In the car, the little one was yawning and singing along to the music playing in his earphones.

“It’s raining… Poop pants growing tall at the old home… I heard you were alone ever since~~oooh~!”

Li Shaoling appeared disgusted by the singing. “What song is that? The lyrics are terrible!”

Pooping in the pants, and at one’s old home too!

Jiang Cong cleared his throat. “Boss, it’s ‘wood plants growing tall at the old home’. Young master has got it wrong.”

“Not to mention the horrible singing, and going out of tune.” Li Shaoling added.

Ji Weixi was plenty aggrieved and she rolled her eyes at him. “You talk as if you’re pitch-perfect.”

“Oh!” Jiang Cong was excited at those very words. “Let me tell you, Sister-in-law…”

“Who are you calling Sister-in-law?!”

“…Mistress?”

“You’re fired.” Li Shaoling said.

How dare Jiang Cong call her a mistress. He would only have one wife and no other!

At the driver seat, Jiang Cong was petrified. It was so miserable being him!

However, Ji Weixi laughed then. Li Shaoling grinned as well, and decided to spare Jiang Cong. “You get to keep your job if you call her sister-in-law.”

“Alright, Sister-in-law!” Jiang Cong was at once revived and spirited. “Let me tell you, Sister-in-law, President Li sings very well! Back then, every lady present was set aflame right when he started to sing—all of them were queuing up to marry him!”

Queuing up…

Marry him…

Ji Weixi sneered and said icily, “Right. President Li is so handsome, rich and pitch-perfect that the girls chasing after him, and the queue reaches all the way to the Pacific.”

She was angry dissecting Jiang Cong’s every word like Holmes.

‘Back then, every little lady present was set aflame right when he started to sing.’

Keyword: ‘every lady’!

In other words, he was singing on stage!

Moreover, ‘back then’ meant that he had quite a glorious history of romance!

Heh.

Still, Li Shaoling pulled her towards him, sweet-talking him evenly when he saw her face darken. “Come on. There’s only you in my heart.”

Ji Weixi felt as if she wanted to scream at the skies.

‘Only you’—the trademark vocabulary of scumbags!

Ji Weixi kept pulling a long face, unmoved by his tenderness.

That was when the little one lowered his earphones and assisted, “Daddy, Mommy wants a kiss to calm down!”

Ji Weixi threw him a sideway glare then, and the little one promptly pretended that he was looking at the scenery outside and had said nothing.

Well, there’s no kissing to be had—she’s angry.

Even when they reached the company and got down from the car, Li Shaoling was unable to get a word in.

He did not have any chance at all.

In the morning, the elevator was full.

Ji Weixi led the little one and queued up, with Li Shaoling following.

The other workers made way for him, but Ji Weixi did not spare him a glance and got on the elevator.

Li Shaoling quickly followed so that she couldn’t close the doors at him.

Everyone else was left glancing at each other. Was this a repeat of yesterday’s drama?

The elevator ascended in silence.

Then, Li Shaoling put an arm over her shoulder and kissed her cheek. “Don’t be angry, alright? All I have is you.”

‘Go away! He definitely was a womanizer before he lost his memories.

‘There’s no way I’ll believe a playboy like you!’

Annoyed, Ji Weixi wiped her cheek. “Who’s angry? I’m not! Do I look like I’m angry?”

Tsundere and jealous. How cute.

“Alright, You’re not angry. It’s my fault.”

“It’s your fault in the first place.” Ji Weixi replied coldly, folding her arms.

“Yeah.” Li Shaoling hugged her and rocked her gently. “I’ll kneel on a washboard tonight, alright? Hmm?”

Really, it was unimaginable that the great president would be coaxing his wife so naturally without boundaries

The little one’s eyes sparkled.

Was Daddy and Mommy going to kiss?!

Then, his sister…

Suddenly, he hung his head.

Forget it. Daddy was not reliable anyway.

Meanwhile, Ji Weixi coldly turned away as the mental image of Li Shaoling holding a different girl with each hand appeared in her mind, leaving her utterly infuriated.

That was when the elevator doors opened. Many were waiting outside, and were left gaping when they saw what was happening inside.

What was that supposed to mean?

The great overbearing boss was actually tugging at and sweet-talking a woman pulling a long face with puppy eyes.

Did they mistakenly exchange their scripts?

Ji Weixi’s face went red and she cleared her throat.

Li Shaoling slowly released her, reverting to his usual cold look as he scolded her icily, “Ji Weixi, be late again and you’ll be fired!”

With that, he strode off, leaving Ji Weixi at a loss for words.

Ten points for reaction, bro.

Ji Weixi led the little one and left the crowd, hearing them break into quiet debate behind her.

“Don’t you think the child really resembles President Li!”

“I think so too! Could he really be his son? Oh my goodness, maybe Ji Weixi and President Li were married?”

Someone snorted. “What are you talking about? The kid is already so old, but President Li never acknowledged his relationship with Ji Weixi. So what if she gave birth with a one-sided love? And why would President Li care about her anyway? He certainly doesn’t lack women.”

‘Doesn’t lack women.’

Ji Weixi smiled through gritted teeth.

‘Very well.

‘Li Shaoling, draw your sword and let’s duel to the death!’

“Xixi, you’re finally here!” Tian Miaomiao hurried towards her. Her eyes were not so red and the bruises on her face had mostly recovered.

“Wait, what’s with that long face?” She then asked when she saw the look on Ji Weixi’s face.

“Mommy’s jealous,” the little one replied.

“Jealous?” Tian Miaomiao’s eyes twinkled, smelling the scent of gossip.

Ji Weixi, however, did not hear the little one as her mind was full of scenes of Li Shaoling abandoning her.

Did he really want her?

How many women did he have before he lost his memory?

Was she his first?

She was getting more irritated the more she thought about it.

That being said, there were as many women as there were rumors floating around in the company. The little one might inadvertently hear certain things and get hurt.

She would not let her son get hurt.

Moreover, he’s at the age where he should go to a kindergarten.

It seemed that she shouldn’t take him to work, and should be looking for a preschool for him when she had the time.

“Miaomiao, ask Jiang Cong to come by for a moment.” Ji Weixi said as she browsed through the day’s news on the internet.

“Why?” Tian Miaomiao looked reluctant.

“You’re coming with me to Production later. I’m not comfortable with Jiayu staying here, so I’ll have Jiang Cong babysit for a bit.”

“Wouldn’t it be better to just send him to President Li’s office?”

Ji Weixi’s finger over the screen paused for a moment. “Then you take him.”

She did not want to see Li Shaoling.

Just no.

After all, he was singing for others, didn’t lack women and has many ladies chasing after him.

He only had himself to blame.

“Mommy, come back early!” The little one sent her a flying kiss. “I’ll help you keep an eye on Daddy so that other women can’t approach him!”

Later, Tian Miaomiao followed Ji Weixi to Production after sending the little one to Li Shaoling’s office.

The other workers opened the door for after her after checking her pass.

The factory was painted green and white, and several workers dressed in full uniform and wearing face masks were working busily.

Some of them were trimming the sizes of the clothing, some were weaving cloths while others were packaging finished products.

Soon, a woman who stood around one point five meters tall approached Ji Weixi. Taking off her mask, she said, “You must be Miss Ji. I’m Li Wen, I’m in charge of this place.

Ji Weixi smiled and nodded. “Nice to meet you, Miss Li. I’m here to understand the situation.”

Li Wen nodded. “I understand. Come with me.”

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