Runaway Wife: Please, Have Another Baby!-Chapter 52 - 53 Playing for Real 6

52: Chapter 53 Playing for Real (6)

52: Chapter 53 Playing for Real (6)

“Do you hope he’s there?”

The little guy answered earnestly, “Yes!”

Was it really such a deep bond of blood?

She had not seen him take such a liking to anyone he’d just met before, not even Qiao Liang, with whom he had become familiar only after a long time.

She took her gaze off him and continued driving, Gan Yuan lifting her lips indulgently.

“As you wish, he’s also there.”

Although she didn’t want to see him at all, for her son, she’d endure it this once.

“Then…” the little guy lifted his hands to prop up his chin, his big eyes full of hope as he looked at her through the mirror, “Can you two not fight tonight?”

She rolled her eyes in response.

“Acting cute is shameful!”

“Mommy——”

The little guy drew out his call.

Knowing that he was deliberately acting cute, she still couldn’t help but go soft.

“That will depend on his behavior,” Gan Yuan looked at her son, finally compromising, “Alright, I promise you, as long as he doesn’t provoke me, I won’t target him.”

Upon hearing this, the little guy immediately dropped the cute act and reverted to a cool little adult, but his lips curled up into a slight smile.

Seeing his expression, Gan Yuan felt annoyed and gritted her teeth.

“You little ingrate, why are you elbowing me out?”

Did all her years of raising him not measure up to a few days of acquaintance with that guy?

“Not at all,” the little guy spread his hands, “I’m helping you.”

“Helping me?”

“I looked him up online.

He’s the big BOSS of HF, and also a prince of A Country.

I think…

he’s worthy of you, Mommy.”

The little guy crossed his arms, his tone filled with confidence and pride.

In his eyes, his mommy was the best woman in the world, and of course, only the most capable man deserved her.

Gan Yuan couldn’t help but laugh and cry.

He was truly her son; no one could outdo his self-love.

“Which eye of yours sees us as a good match?”

“Both eyes.”

Gan Yuan smiled and said nothing.

He was still too young, and he couldn’t understand that she and he…

were like black and white, light and darkness, destined to be worlds apart.

The car arrived at Imperial Garden, and Huangfu Jue’s assistant Will had already been waiting at the gate with two bodyguards, who, upon seeing her car, promptly came to assist them out, welcoming the mother and son into the dark gates of Imperial Garden with the pomp due a head of state.

Outside the gate, a sign indicated a temporary closure, and apart from Huangfu Jue’s and the bodyguards’ cars, only her shabby Volkswagen was in the parking space.

A private event?

Gan Yuan caught a glimpse and immediately started to contempt.

The little guy stopped, “Mommy, they’re not open today.”

“Don’t worry,” Will explained with a smile, “Mr.

Huangfu has reserved the place for today.”

They passed along corridors and courtyards, through a moon gate, and suddenly, a bright expanse opened before them, a two-story waterside pavilion surrounded by rockeries and beautiful plantings.

With pink walls and dark tiles, it was substantial yet elegant.

At the entrance, white gauze danced in the wind, and within the veils, Huangfu Jue stood in his overcoat, solitary and peerless.

“Uncle Huangfu.”

The little guy greeted him with a smile.

The man had originally been turned to the side, instructing another assistant on the dinner arrangement, but when he turned and saw the little guy, his blue eyes immediately softened.

“Xiaotang.”

He ruffled the little guy’s hair with his large hand, then raised his eyes, scanning over Gan Yuan’s hair tied back with a rubber band, swinging precariously at the back of her head.

Noticing his gaze, Gan Yuan lifted her hand, pulled off the rubber band, and retied her hair tightly.

She wouldn’t let her hair down just because he wanted her to.

Absolutely not!

The man squinted slightly, a sly smile flashing in his eyes.

No matter how much she pretended, she couldn’t hide the rebelliousness in her bones.

…

…

Good morning.

Thank you for the rewards, much appreciated.