Mister Li, the Heart Bandit

Chapter 17: Surprise Dog Food from President Li

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Jiang Cong was utterly shocked.

Meanwhile, Jiayu stroked his own face and snapped narcissistically, “The heck you looking at? Haven’t met a handsome guy before?”

“Miss... Miss Ji, where’d your child come from?” Jiang Cong stammered as he turned to Ji Weixi.

Ji Weixi simply looked at him as if he was an idiot. “Ask yourself. Where’d you come from?”

Was there anyone who not born from the standard channel?!

Jiang Cong was left speechless.

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“Please return it.” Ji Weixi then added. She did not need Li Shaoling’s charity.

And what was with him? After forcing her to watch Ji Jianing’s and his very public display of affection he was now giving her some free dog food?

“President Li has added that it’s not poisoned.”

Jiang Cong quickly put the lunch box down and ran off.

He had thought at first that he must tell Li Shaoling as soon as possible, before quickly throwing the thought aside.

There was no way he was doing that. If he was not really his boss’s child, he was going to throw a major fit, especially given how much he loathed Ji Weixi.

It was better if he left it unsaid. His little miserable life mattered.

***

“Xixi, President Li’s being nice. Just take him up on it!”

Meanwhile, the same Tian Miaomiao who was considering ending Li Shaoling’s ability to procreate just this morning had now lost all her integrity. She started mumbling away as she opened the lunched box, before yelping in surprise.

“It’s so sad that I still haven’t met him yet... Oh!”

Ji Weixi thought that there was a cockroach inside, but was left dumbfounded when she saw the actual contents.

The lunch box was small but its contents were very complete, filled with famous dishes from a certain island nation.

Tempuras, mackerel sushi, baked saury... the list goes on. It was the sort of delicacy that was irresistible even though anyone could tell that it was very expensive at first glance.

“President Li’s being nice. Just take him up on it!”

Tian Miaomiao was now a completely unrecognizable green-eyed monster.

She definitely would have thrown her body at Li Shaoling if she was in Ji Weixi’s place.

Who cares if he was ugly—no, President Li must be groundbreakingly handsome!

The tot looked at her in disgust. “Miaomiao, my mommy is a person with principles.”

Ji Weixi, however, was silent.

Was that man unwell? Why would he be giving her food for no reason at all?

Still, she was really hungry, and that could cause low blood sugar if it happened one too often. In fact, she was shivering a little right now.

Principle or whatnot could be set aside for the moment.

Ji Weixi ate very quickly, stuffing her cheeks.

As she had a few sips of water, she decided that it was heavenly delicious.

Meanwhile, Tian Miaomiao had gotten bored, and was sighing lethargically with her hand under her chin. “Why would someone with his status marry a slut like Ji Jianing?! It’s so frustrating!”

Ji Weixi, however, was indifferent. “Why trouble yourself? He’s a cuckold and she’s a slut. They’re made for each other.”

...A cuckold.

At the same time, Li Shaoling sneezed elegantly in the office just a few steps away.

Was someone cursing him?

“I’m definitely going to President Li’s and the slut’s engagement ceremony tomorrow!” Tian Miaomiao suddenly stood up and declared energetically. “I’m going to expose Ji Jianing—urgh, how can our President Li marry her?”

“Miaomiao’s going to stir trouble?” The tot’s grapelike eyes sparkled. “Take me with you!”

Ji Weixi smiled and tapped him on his forehead. “None of us are going tomorrow.”

There was no way she would be bringing her son—he would be called a bastard if Ji Jianing or Ji Xiangdong saw them.

Her son was a bundle of sweetness. Why would she have him suffer a scolding that was uncalled for?

“Why?” Tian Miaomiao complained; she wanted to see President Li’s face.

“I don’t want to run into despicable people.”

In truth, Ji Jianing was secondary in importance—she did not want to encounter Zhou Huijie and Ji Xiangdong as long as she breathed.

They had disowned her without a shred of humanity four years ago. She would never forget such a grudge even if she were a saint.

She still remembered how she almost died on the spot when her doctor told her that she must not get an abortion, that she would become permanently barren otherwise.

Heaven knows that she had despaired.