In the end, Little Bean was still convinced by Han Muzi. It could also be said that he had no other choice. After all, if she did not consent to it, then he wouldn’t dare go against his mother’s wishes. After hanging up the call, he held the phone glumly and sat there with an aggrieved expression.
Yan came across this scene as she came in, and walked toward him, amused. “What’s wrong? Why do you look like you’ve been bullied?”
He snorted a few times and turned around, ignoring her.
“Let me guess…” She grinned as she circled over to the direction he was facing, then placed her hand on his shoulder. “Did you secretly video call your Mommy and get mercilessly rejected again?”
“Aunt Yan, you’re so mean!” He lifted his head and glared at her. Yan burst out in laughter while clutching at her sides, because of the way he looked right now. Seeing his angry puffed-up face, she simply bent down and pinched his cheeks after calming herself.
“Come on, I’m not that mean. The new year is just around the corner, right? I’m guessing your Mommy will very quickly deal with your daddy, then bring him home to celebrate the new year together.”
Little Bean was still pouting. “I don’t believe it. Mommy seems to have made no progress these few days. If this goes on, I would be so pitiful. Aunt Yan, won’t you help me?”
“Huh?” Yan asked.
“Please promise me: if Mommy still hasn’t brought Daddy home when the new year comes around, would you bring me along to go visit Mommy together?” As he spoke, his expression became noticeably excited, as if his black marble-like eyes were filled with hope.
“Uh…” She instantly became troubled and bit her lower lip. “That’s… not a good idea. If your Mommy disagrees at the time, and I bring you over… She will be very mad at me.”
“Aunt Yan.” His eyes as well as his gaze turned calm, yet cold suddenly; they carried an endless chill as he continued, “When you asked me to help you develop a relationship with Uncle Qing, I agreed to help you. I’ve helped you so much! But now that I’m making a simple request, you’re refusing to help me!” He covered his face with his hands when he finished his rant. “I’m so sad.”
Yan said nothing. She knew that this little guy was acting in front of her on purpose, but she still felt that he was so pitiful and adorable. What should I do?
“Ahem.” Yan cleared her throat loudly, then smiled. “Don’t be like that, Little Bean. Do you know how troubling your request is? Moreover, this is different from the request I gave you! So, please don’t make life any more difficult for me.” She turned around immediately after saying that, trying to escape the thin ice she was standing on. If I don’t leave now, it’s going to be too late! If Little Bean dragged her into this mess, she’d be a goner.
“Aunt Yan, if you walk away right now, then I won’t help you with Uncle Qing anymore.” Little Bean looked at her back; his gaze was back to normal as he threatened her.
Yan stopped in her tracks and she turned her head back to look at him. This little brat! He looked so upset before—like he had been abandoned—but now? He looks calm and collected, and his dark eyes are brimming with confidence! Ahhhhhhhh! Little Bean is just a kid! So, why does he have that kind of expression? Isn’t he just an ordinary kid? No! Yan explained to herself in her heart. Little Bean has never been an ordinary kid; he’s the son of North City Ye Group’s Ye Moxuan, who has such powerful genes! Little Bean inherited every bit of those genes. No, I should say that… Little Bean has surpassed his parents by having such a high IQ at such a young age.
At that thought, she was secretly terrified. I wonder what kind of genes the child in Han Muzi’s womb would be born with?
“Erm… Little Bean, you must understand… It’s not that I won’t promise you or help you… It’s your Mommy’s wishes; she told you that over the phone, didn’t she? Not allowing you to visit her is her decision. If we were to forcefully go against her wishes… what if she ignores us when we arrive there? What if she threw us out into the streets? Are we going to live on the streets together? That will be so very miserable and agonizing!”
He blinked his eyes at her and held up his phone, saying, “If that happens, we’ll just have to book our hotels beforehand! Aunt Yan, are you stupid?”
Yan was speechless.
“Don’t worry, Aunt Yan. If Mommy gets mad, you just need to tell her that I forced you to bring me there. I’ll take all the blame for everything.”
“That’s not the problem. It’s just—”
“Speaking of Uncle Qing… I can help you take a picture of Uncle Qing without his shirt on.”
“W-What?” Yan felt like she had heard something weird. A picture… w-without his shirt on?
Just thinking about it, her mind instantly imagined how Han Qing looked like without his shirt on: his naked torso, his strong chest, and his abdominal muscles… Ugh! I can’t continue thinking about this! Yan forced herself to stop imagining it and waved her hands. “No! No matter what, it’s still a no! Don’t you dare tempt me!”
Little Bean blinked his eyes and said, “Aunt Yan, are you sure you don’t want it? Uncle Qing’s abdominal muscles are really impressive! I’ve seen pictures online; those aren’t even close to Uncle Qing’s! Aunt Yan… if you miss this chance, there won’t be a second chance.” Finishing his sentence, he jumped off the chair and sauntered out of the room with his phone in his hand.
She looked at his back, then imagined Han Qing’s muscles again. Sobs… If I miss this chance, I won’t get another chance again… Muzi, oh, Muzi… Why don’t you sacrifice yourself a little for me? Please let me see Han Qing’s abdominal muscles!
“Wait…” She shouted after him, “I-I’ll do it!”
He tilted his head. “Really, Aunt Yan? You’ll bring me to visit my Mommy during the new year?”
She nodded her head strongly. “That’s right. But, about what you promised me earlier…”
“Don’t worry, Aunt Yan!” Little Bean ran over with a big grin. “As long as you do what you’ve promised, I’ll get you the picture of Uncle Qing’s naked torso!”
At the thought of Han Qing’s naked torso, Yan felt like she was about to get a nosebleed. She hurriedly pinched her nose and shook her head vigorously. I can’t keep imagining it; if I go on, I’m going to get a nosebleed! Only… she never expected that she would be so tempted by her lust and change her mind so easily. Now… it’s already too late for regrets. Muzi, please don’t blame me for this!
