Chapter 162: Playing A Game
Three days later.
It was the thirtieth—the last day of the month, and Li Shaogan was formally appointed vice president of CBS international.
Everyone in the meeting room were trading looks once the news was out, with disgruntled arguments erupting everywhere.
After all, Li Shaogan was disabled and had often been overseas, which certainly leaves anyone thinking things for him to show up as the vice-president upon his return.
On the other hand, Li Shaoling looked unruffled in the president’s seat, and was merely fiddling with his pen as if he wouldn’t be affected and was a complete outsider.
Meanwhile, Tian Miaomiao was still on leave, citing illness.
She declined Ji Weixi’s visit too, saying that she needed some time alone.
Ji Weixi could only accept that and refrain from bothering her.
Also, Su Yang’s concert was tonight at eight.
***
The office looked empty as all employees began clocking out.
On the other hand, Ji Weixi had been dawdling outside Li Shaoling’s office for a long time, but the door soon opened even as she continued hesitating about entering.
Li Shaoling was holding his jacket as he walked out. There was a flash of surprise in his eyes when he saw Ji Weixi outside, but smiled and walked up for a hug as if it was naturally. “You missed me so much?”
Since her mind was preoccupied, she forgot her sense of embarrassment.
However, Li Shaoling was soon frowning perhaps because he saw her hesitant look. “What?”
“Well… today is the thirtieth.”
“Okay, so?”
Thirtieth? Was it that important?
Ji Weixi was watching his face carefully as she vaguely said, “Tonight, at eight… is Su Yang’s concert.”
Li Shaoling searched his memory for that name and came up blank.
Who was Su Yang?
Oh, wait. That little manwhore trying to seduce his wife.
His face immediately darkened.
Afraid that he would be angry, she quickly added. “We’ll go together, what do you think?”
Li Shaoling’s eyes glimmered coldly but he said nothing.
Silence had always been his most dangerous weapon.
For her part, Ji Weixi did not want him to come, but she had promised Su Yang so she couldn’t go back on her word…
But going alone would make Li Shaoling angry.
A little anxious, she tugged at his sleeve and shook it. “Come with me. It’s just a concert—we’ll leave once it’s finished.”
Li Shaoling stared at her coolly, keeping his silence.
That face was as cold as ice, and beneath his eyes were a complaint that could not be seen easily.
It resembled her little one when he was angry…
Really.
Bracing herself, she continued tugging at his sleeve. “Just come with me… it’s not like you would lose a pound of flesh…”
Li Shaoling snorted coldly.
‘Fine. You made me!’
Clenching her fist, Ji Weixi took a deep breath. Summoning her spirit like a tiger, she stood on her toes, wrapped her hands around his neck and kissed him.
After the faintest of pecks, Ji Weixi flushed while making puppy eyes. “Let’s go~”
She could swear that this was her most shameless spoiled child play.
So embarrassing. She was never doing that again.
To Li Shaoling, the woman before him was now red as an apple, her dewy-eyed carrying a charm as she puckered her red lips.
He had never seen her like that.
She was like an opium poppy, something the masses would get addicted to despite knowing that it was poisonous.
His eyes darkened then, and hoarsely said, “You made me go. I didn’t want to.”
Ji Weixi nodded furiously as he relented. “Okay!”
Li Shaoling pulled her as they left, even sneering in disdain. “Some lame concert. What’s so exciting about it?!”
“…”
He made his promise already. Was that trash-talk necessary?
***
They went to get the little one from the kindergarten first, who began chattering excitedly the moment he got in their car.
“Mommy, Daddy! I’m telling you: they are feeding me good stuff today!”
“Really?” Ji Weixi was delighted. She had been worried that her son would be rejected by the other children, although now it seemed that she had been imagining things.
“Really!” The little one unzipped his Piggy bag, and a pile of objects started dropping out. “Look, Mommy! My friends gave me this!”
It was a stack of chocolates of every flavor.
“You’re so awesome!” Ji Weixi cheerfully kissed him on his small cheeks.
The little one giggled. “Mommy, my friends even told me that they would keep giving me chocolates if I play the husband and wife game with them tomorrow!”
Husband… and wife… game?
Ji Weixi’s smile froze. “Baby, what game is that…?”
The little one blinked. “Hmmm… well, I will call them wife, and they would call me husband! Today we even played bridal room.”
“Bridal room?!” Ji Weixi’s voice turned high-pitched all of a sudden as she nervously scanned her little one from head to toe. “Son, what did they do to you! Tell me!”
Oh my god!
Ji Weixi never imagined that her son would catch so much attention of the girls in his class!
And yet her little one was so happy about it!
Still, that was when the boy shook his head. “Nothing much, we just hold hands… oh, right, Mommy! See which chocolate you like—if you don’t like it, I’ll get some more from them and bring you some good ones!
Ji Weixi was speechless; she suddenly felt like crying.
Her son was sacrificing his good looks in exchange for food for her, an adult.
It was so touching!
However, Li Shaoling shot the little one a look from the rearview mirror, coldly saying, “Boys don’t get around.”
His son, getting a harem at such a young age?
Absolutely not!
Ji Weixi straightened her look too, and somberly said, “Son, don’t play that game from now on. You hear me?”
The little one pouted, baffled. “Why?”
“…No whys. Just don’t play it anymore! Don’t hold hands either… you mustn’t do anything improper, understand?”
No way was she letting her handsome boy being touched by others.
And although the little one didn’t get it, he still nodded obediently. “Okay, got it!”
***
After sending the boy to Jiang Cong’s place, Ji Weixi and Li Shaoling drove to the concert hall.
Ji Weixi was about to undo her seatbelt after the car was parked when she felt an invasive cold brush of air closing in on her.
She looked up to find Li Shaoling cornering her without space to retreat.
“What are you doing, Li Shaoling?!”
When Li Shaoling pulled away, he had a very pleased smile on his face as he used his thumb to touch her.
Sensing that something wasn’t right, Ji Weixi looked into the mirror and blew up immediately.
“Bastard!” She threw her fist at him indignantly.
The truth was that he was not uncomfortable when he remembered how many were salivating and peeking at her on the last occasion when he brought her to a promotional event.
This time, he would put all sorts of marks from him upon her, and have everyone know that she was spoken for.
Li Shaoling’s gaze was basically bragging even as he caught her little fists. “I want everyone to know that you’re mine.”