Chapter 1541: Chapter 1541: Without You and Our Son, I Can’t Sleep
Mr. Jie, your tail is practically wagging to the sky. Be careful, if the young wife finds out you’re just pretending, you’ll regret it big time.
Also, just focusing on your wife and ignoring the corporate group—is that really appropriate?
Yao looked up to the heavens, utterly powerless.
…
Dan Hanjie parked the car outside the Ye Family estate, grabbed a bottle of strong liquor from the passenger seat, gulped down several large mouthfuls, waited about ten minutes for the alcohol to kick in, and then pushed open the car door to step out.
Swaggering boldly, he walked straight in.
Since leaving the private villa, Qin Youxuan had been unable to stay calm.
She was worried about Dan Hanjie but didn’t know how to face her indulgent and emotionally fragile self around him.
She stayed holed up in her room, practically like a turtle hiding in its shell.
When the gate guard came to report that Dan Hanjie was outside, Qin Youxuan sprang off the bed.
The movement was so abrupt she almost fell off.
“Mmm… mmm…”
Tingye, who was gnawing on his little fist, widened his pitch-black eyes, seemingly startled by her sudden action. He stared at her without blinking.
“Miss Qin, shall we let Mr. Jie in? It seems he’s been drinking…” the gate guard asked hesitantly.
There were only so many of them, and they wouldn’t be able to stop Dan Hanjie even if they tried.
“Let him in.”
Hearing that Dan Hanjie had been drinking again, Qin Youxuan furrowed her brows, but in the end, she couldn’t be ruthless.
Stretching out her arms, she picked up the little one from the bed and placed him on her lap.
Her delicate fingertips tapped the little guy’s nose. “You’re about to see Dad. Are you happy?”
“Gigglegiggle—”
Without even seeing him yet, hearing the word “Dad” alone made the little guy laugh with joy.
His rosy little face scrunched up like a tiny steamed bun.
When Dan Hanjie entered, the first thing he saw was the mother and son sharing a cheerful moment together, and his chest softened at the sight.
The towering figure strode forward, casually tossed his jacket onto the sofa, and walked over to Qin Youxuan’s side, embracing her from behind.
Leaning over her neck, he gazed at the little one lying on her lap.
“I’m Dad.”
As soon as Dan Hanjie spoke, Qin Youxuan immediately caught the scent of alcohol on him and frowned.
“You…” Qin Youxuan opened her mouth, wanting to ask him about his condition, but when the words reached her lips, she didn’t know how to phrase the question anymore.
“I’m fine, just a little tired.” Dan Hanjie rested his chin on her shoulder and pinched the little guy’s cheek with his slender fingers.
Seeing the little guy laughing happily, his eyes naturally warmed with amusement.
“Without you and our son, I can’t sleep.” Dan Hanjie muttered and, as if it were the most natural thing, sprawled across her bed.
Before Qin Youxuan could say a word to drive him away, he had already closed his eyes, looking utterly exhausted.
“Kitty, sleep with me for a while, okay?”
“…”
Qin Youxuan thought about how he had become like this because of her, and as much as she wanted to, she couldn’t bring herself to tell him to leave.
Clenching her teeth, she placed their son beside him and got up to run a bath.
It was time to bathe Tingye; if it got too late, he might catch a cold.
“Brat, I’m riding on your coattails now, so you better make me proud.” As soon as Qin Youxuan entered the bathroom, Dan Hanjie flipped himself up instantly.
Looking at the little dumpling lying beside him, he raised his hand and pinched the boy’s pudgy cheek again.
He overdid it, leaving red marks on Tingye’s cheeks.
The little one’s lips quivered, and he looked as if he would burst into tears any second.
Panicking, Dan Hanjie rushed to scoop the boy up and cradle him.
“No crying, or I’ll spank you!”
“Waa waa…”
The little guy froze under his glare, pursed his lips, whimpered twice, and truly didn’t dare cry.
He blinked his large, watery eyes and stared at his bad dad.
Is this… a nightmare?