“Little Bean, I’m getting old here. Didn’t Old Master let you return with your daddy and mommy? Why are you staying back all of a sudden? Did you… make this decision on your own?”
Little Bean shook his head. “It was Mommy’s decision. Anyway, I’m not going back to China with them anymore. Do you not want to take me back, Uncle Yu?”
Yu Bo snapped out of it and quickly shook his head. “No, it’s not that. Old Master will be so happy to hear that you’re willing to stay. But…” He was a bit worried.
However, at that moment, Little Bean held his hand and headed out of the airport. As they got in the car, Yu Bo remembered that George and Rory had gone to look for Little Bean. He was about to give them a call when his phone rang.
Yu Bo answered, “Young Master George.”
“Mr. Yu? Where are you? I went to find Yuchi and Muzi but they said to just let him go back. What is happening right now? Where is the child?”
Yu Bo gave a brief explanation of the situation then said, “Young Master George, I have to take Little Young Master back to see Old Master now so I can’t talk for much longer. You guys should head home soon. Stay safe on the road.” Then, he ended the call.
“No, take me with—” Beep-beep. The call disconnected.
Yu Bo ended the call before George had the chance to finish. “Jeez, did he have to hang up so quickly? I still want to see what the child looks like.”
Rory, who was listening beside him tilted her head slightly. “He looks a lot like President Yuchi. They’re almost identical.”
“Identical?” At the thought of a five to six-year-old child with Yuchi’s face, George suddenly shuddered and changed his mind about the child being cute. How would a child look with such a cold and nasty face like Yuchi’s? He did not dare to imagine.
“Yes. He’s super cute!” Rory added just then.
George shuddered even more, then turned to look at her. “I get it. Stop talking about it now. Just the thought of the child looking exactly like Yuchi is scary. How would that child look like? I wanted to meet him before, but I’m slightly afraid now.” The child won’t look at me with that same cold gaze, will he?
“What do you mean? Do you know what you’re saying?” She glared at him, clearly displeased with the way he was talking about Little Bean.
“Am I wrong? Don’t you find Yuchi’s face scary? It’s so hard to imagine that this child looks like him.”
On the contrary, Rory found Little Bean adorable. Even though he looked exactly like Ye Moxuan, he was exceptionally bright and had a completely different presence from Ye Moxuan. Looking at him even made people want to ask how his features were so exquisite.
“You’re slandering our president. How does he look scary? He’s the man of every girl’s dream, unlike you…”
The last couple of words got to him and he refuted, “What are you saying, Rory? Do you think you’re making sense right now? Are you saying I’m not as good-looking as Yuchi? Please, I’m a hundred times better than him!”
She glanced at him and said bleakly, “Do you dare to say that in front of President Yuchi?”
George was dumbfounded.
“If you do that, then I’ll believe that you’re a hundred times more handsome than he is.”
He snickered. “Do you think I don’t have the guts to? It’s just that Yuchi is about to board the plane now and I can’t get past security. How can I tell him now?”
Upon hearing that, she handed him her phone. “That’s not a problem. If you can’t see him in person, then you can call him.”
George was rendered speechless. He looked at her fair and slender fingers wrapped around the phone and smirked. “Are you doing this on purpose, Rory? Did you forget who was the one who treated you to big feasts?”
At the mention of the feasts, the expression on her face changed and she quickly pulled her phone back. “What? No. How can President Yuchi be as handsome as you? Forget a hundred, you’re a thousand times better than him! The most handsome man in the world and the universe too!” Her flattery sounded unnatural and pretentious.
But when he saw her, she was looking at him with a face filled with sincerity. She might have exaggerated but did she mean it? Am I getting the wrong idea? Even so, he knew that the big feasts were the only reason she gave in. A look of disappointment flashed across his eyes and he reached up to poke her forehead once with his index finger. “Alright, you foodie. Do you call that flattery? It was a mess.”
“Ah!” Rory was looking at him intently when he poked her suddenly. She instinctively reached up to cover her forehead. Then, she quickly chased after him as he walked away. “Who said I was flattering you? I was only speaking the truth. It can’t get any truer than that.”
He did not hold back a laugh and teased, “If I invited you to another meal now, will you flatter me with more of the truth?”
She nodded firmly. “Of course!”
George was speechless. He felt stuck and did not know how to respond. Just how much does she like to eat? Despite eating so much, though, she still looked very skinny and malnourished.
“Let’s go then. Out of mercy today, I’ll take you to eat something delicious at a top-notch restaurant.”
Rory almost salivated at the sound of that but resisted as she wanted to uphold her image. She followed him to his car and sat in the passenger seat. After she buckled her seatbelt, she gazed intently at George who was in the driver’s seat. “I will work hard to earn a lot of money and treat you to a meal one day!”
Seeing her determined expression, he smirked and nodded his head. “Sounds good. I’ll wait for the day you become successful to have that meal.”
“Yes!”
At the Yuchi residence, the silhouette of an old and lonely man stood by the window. With a walking cane in one hand, he looked sullen and desolate from the back. Although he was looking out the window, he did not take in the view before him. His gaze was distant and he was not looking at anything in particular.
“They should have boarded the plane by now, right?” the old man mumbled after a long while in a depressed voice. Because he had stood for so long, his legs were giving out and he could not bear it any longer. He leaned on his walking cane as he headed toward the table.
As soon as he sat down, the housekeeper poured some tea for him. “Old Master, do not be too upset. Have a cup of tea to drink.”
Yuchi Jin looked at the cup of tea the housekeeper placed in front of him. It was his favorite, but for some reason, he did not feel like drinking it that day. He was even slightly agitated. “Take the tea away.”
The housekeeper felt confused. “Old Master?”
Yuchi Jin turned his head to her and the housekeeper quickly responded, “Right away, sir!”
