Capítulo 825: Chapter 825: Even Delivering Breakfast Attracts Romance
“By the way, did you like the model figure I sent you this morning?” The young man smiled, “Yesterday, I saw some toy figures in the living room and thought maybe you were into them.”
Zhixi blinked…
Something seemed off.
“My son likes them very much.” Zhixi smiled brightly, “I’m too old to play with these things. But thank you anyway.”
“You… your son?” He was so surprised his voice changed pitch.
“Yes…” Zhixi felt a bit guilty when she said this.
Was this young man thinking something else?
Pretending not to see the disheartened look on the man’s face, she turned around and waved at her son: “Xiaobao, come over here.”
Xiaobao, not really understanding, got up from the carpet and trotted over.
“Mom, what’s up?” He held onto Zhixi’s hand, his curious gaze looking at the young man at the door.
“That toy you have was given by this brother. How about you thank him?” Zhixi patted his head.
“Thank you, brother,” Xiaobao said crisply.
Xiaozhou moved his lips and after a long time, he spoke awkwardly: “Well, you should call me uncle. Miss Gu, you’re so young, having him call me brother makes it seem like I’m a generation younger than you.”
Then he stressed, “I’m already twenty.”
Zhixi intentionally tried to create distance with the way she addressed him, but didn’t expect the young man to react this way…
For a moment, she didn’t know how to respond, when suddenly, she heard a deep voice behind her: “What’s going on?”
He Jingyao came over and naturally pulled Zhixi into his arms, then patted Xiaobao to signal him to go back and play. Only then did he look toward the man opposite.
His expression was calm, neither hostile nor provocative, his gaze dark and cool, with a hint of casualness and even a trace of hidden amusement.
But the young man across from them looked pale, as if gravely affected.
Zhixi felt a bit awkward: “Xiaozhou, this is my husband.”
The young man nodded dumbly: “Oh…”
“Would Mr. Zhou like to come inside and sit for a while?” He Jingyao took on the stance of a host, his lips slightly curved, but his eyes devoid of laughter, his entire aura imposing, a faint release of long-standing authority leaving the young man opposite defenseless.
“No, no need…” he shook his head and virtually fled back to his home.
Zhixi was speechless for a long while.
He Jingyao chuckled softly, his meaning unclear: “Miss Gu really is charming; just sending breakfast can attract a peach blossom.”
Zhixi’s face flushed: “I… I didn’t expect it either…”
“Looks like I’ve been staying home too long.” He Jingyao pondered briefly and suddenly smiled at the woman in his arms, “From now on, I’ll go on walks with you every day, hmm? So nobody thinks you’re still single.”
Zhixi looked at him in surprise: “Can you really do that?”
“I’m afraid many people are curious about my current life status.” He Jingyao’s lips slightly curved, containing a bit of sarcasm, “Letting them know I’m content with a simple life will give them peace.”
***
President Mansion.
When Zhuo Yuwei became the owner of this mansion, the original understated elegance disappeared, replaced by luxury.
At this moment, Zhuo Yuwei was holding a few photos, looking at them one by one, then sneering as he tossed them aside.
“Do you believe it?” He raised his head and asked Ning Yichen beside him.