Alas, who let their little cotton-padded jacket escape.
If she waited any longer to be picked up, she wouldn't want to go back.
After eating, Jiang Shiyu simply washed the dishes.
Cheche sat in the living room and turned on the TV, surprisingly watching the news.
Jiang Shiyu walked over and glanced at the television.
The news playing on the screen was, "Lingsheng CEO's low-key secret marriage exposed, the woman is the illegitimate daughter of Deyuan Company's chairman..."
The smile on Jiang Shiyu's lips instantly fell.
She grabbed the remote and turned off the TV.
"Mommy? What's wrong?" Cheche looked at the dark TV screen, his face full of confusion as he looked at Jiang Shiyu.
"It's nothing, let's watch cartoons!" Jiang Shiyu turned the TV back on and switched to the children's channel.
Cheche watched the cartoon and was immediately engrossed. It was clear he didn't have many opportunities to watch it before. He lay on the sofa, hugging a cushion, watching with great relish.
Jiang Shiyu went into the bedroom, intending to contact someone to find Cheche's biological parents.
When Jiang Shiyu came out, the cartoon was still playing on the TV, but Cheche had fallen asleep on the sofa.
Jiang Shiyu sighed softly, took a blanket, and covered the little fellow.
The little fellow was lying on his side on the sofa. Even his profile was incredibly cute, with very prominent features. At a glance, he looked exactly like Murong Cheng's profile. wΑp.kanshu伍.net
Jiang Shiyu muttered with a chuckle, "Could this be Murong Cheng's long-lost son?"
Cheche slept until six in the afternoon. Jiang Shiyu was quiet when making dinner, afraid of waking Cheche who was sleeping on the sofa.
The sound of the door card ringing echoed. Jiang Shiyu knew Murong Cheng was back. She quickly walked to the door, placed her finger on her lips, and made a shushing gesture. The man frowned, looking at the unusual Jiang Shiyu, not understanding what was happening, until his gaze shifted and he saw the little boy lying on the sofa.
Murong Cheng walked over step by step. The moment he saw the man's face, it was as if he had pressed pause. He froze.
Cheche seemed to be woken by the noise. He rubbed his sleepy eyes, yawned, and sat up halfway. "Mommy, I want some water..."
Thinking the man standing in front of him was Jiang Shiyu, he grabbed the man's thigh and hugged him.
With this hug, he realized the texture was wrong.
Cheche suddenly became much more alert. He let go, looked up, his fair, tender little face instantly losing all color upon seeing Murong Cheng's face. "Dad... Uncle! Why are you here!"
Uncle?!
They knew each other?!
Jiang Shiyu pinched the philtrum, preventing herself from fainting.
"Mommy, this is my... uncle!!" Cheche seemed very afraid of Murong Cheng and stumbled off the sofa, wanting to hug Jiang Shiyu.
But before his little hand could touch Jiang Shiyu, Murong Cheng pulled him back.
The man's handsome face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.
"This is my woman, don't touch her!"
"Uncle,呜呜, this is my Mommy too! I don't care!"
Despite being very scared, the little fellow's mouth was pouting with grievance, tears welling up in his eyes, sparkling and pitiable.
"Murong Cheng... don't scare the child..."
Jiang Shiyu couldn't stand it anymore. She took Cheche from Murong Cheng's arms. "Little fellow, is this your uncle?"
"Mhm mhm!" Cheche nodded vigorously, looking at Murong Cheng, then at Jiang Shiyu. "Mommy, this is my uncle, my biological uncle!"
Murong Cheng's handsome face darkened.
This little fellow resembled someone, he didn't even bother to think when he lied!
"When did you get such a cute little nephew? Little fellow, are you called Rong Che?" Jiang Shiyu was relieved when she heard that Cheche was Murong Cheng's relative's child.
"Mhm mhm, if Mommy likes, you can call me Cheche, or you can call me darling, I like them all! Mommy, I like whatever you call me!"
Cheche buried his face in Jiang Shiyu's chest again.
The veins on Murong Cheng's forehead throbbed. He grabbed Rong Che's collar and pulled the little fellow out of Jiang Shiyu's embrace. "Enough!"
Learning to take advantage of people at such a young age!
"What are you doing!" Jiang Shiyu's hands were empty, and she tried to snatch Rong Che back.
"You should go home... little nephew!" Murong Cheng said this through gritted teeth, holding Rong Che in his arms, and walked out without looking back.
"Mommy... Mommy... 呜呜呜呜呜..."
The little fellow struggled desperately, but it was useless. A five-year-old child was no match for Murong Cheng.
He was taken out by Murong Cheng.
Jiang Shiyu could only watch helplessly.
After all, he wasn't her child. Since he was a relative's child, and it was so late, it would be worrying for the parents if he wasn't sent back.
Despite her reluctance, she could only watch Cheche being taken out by Murong Cheng.
With a bang, the door closed, completely cutting off all sounds and sights.
Jiang Shiyu sighed silently.
Too much had happened in one day, and Jiang Shiyu slept very soundly.
In a daze, she felt Murong Cheng return. The side of the bed sank, and then she was pulled into a warm embrace.
Jiang Shiyu felt hot and reached out to push him away.
As soon as her little hand touched the man's chest, it was caught.
The man released her.
Jiang Shiyu was slightly woken up. With blurry eyes, she looked at the man in front of her.
"You're back..."
Her lips were again covered.
Sensing that things were not going well, Jiang Shiyu suddenly pushed the man away. "I, I'll sleep in another room!"
But she couldn't break free from the man's embrace at all.
"Don't move..."
The man spoke, his voice hoarse.
Jiang Shiyu immediately held her breath.
She didn't dare to make a sound.
Afraid that any movement she made would fan the flames.
"You're quite well-behaved at this time."
The man chuckled in a muffled voice.
Jiang Shiyu's face turned red to her ears. She clenched her fist and hit Murong Cheng's chest.
"Where's Cheche?"
"Took him home."
After the man finished speaking, he paused, then said meaningfully, "If you like, we can have another one."
"I like Cheche, I don't like having babies!" Jiang Shiyu buried her face in the pillow.
The man's warm breath brushed past her ear.
A low, husky chuckle.
Jiang Shiyu bit her lip.
This guy was definitely doing it on purpose!
"Do you want to explain to me why you hid those things from me?"
Jiang Shiyu said dully.
Murong Cheng was silent for a few seconds, then said heavily, "I know your personality, you definitely wouldn't marry someone like me, so I hid my identity. You accepted me very quickly. I just didn't expect... if someone hadn't taken photos of us and released them, you might have been kept in the dark all along."
Jiang Shiyu was stunned for a moment after listening, then realized that this man was calling her stupid.
"I never doubted your identity..."
Jiang Shiyu recalled carefully. There were indeed too many loopholes, yet she hadn't had the slightest suspicion.
She hit her own head hard.
She was indeed stupid enough!