After I Became Famous, the CEO Wants Remarriage

Chapter 105: Chapter 105: Force Yourself a Little Bit~

Ning Yichu hadn’t personally made breakfast for Chen Bao in a long time, so she didn’t care about anything else and quickly made way.

“Of course, come in quickly, Auntie will make something delicious for you today.”

Chen Bao caught Ning Yichu’s meaning, and anticipation twinkled in his clear, large eyes, “Thank you, Auntie!”

“You’re welcome~” Ning Yichu really wanted to give Chen Bao a big hug, but she restrained herself in front of Li Lingyang. She took out two pairs of clean slippers from the shoe cabinet, one for a little boy and one for a little girl, which matched the pair she was wearing for a perfect family set.

Li Lingyang’s eyebrows raised slightly as he looked at the little boy’s slippers, which indicated that Chen Bao often came over.

Damn it, she had actually hidden it from him for so long!

Not only that, but she played dumb while mocking him for having an illegitimate child outside…

Li Lingyang’s gaze deepened, a shadow passing through his dark pupils.

Unaware, Ning Yichu thought about it and decided to take out a brand-new pair of men’s slippers and placed them in front of him, “Here, you wear these, size 43, should be about right…”

Li Lingyang recalled how she had also warmly welcomed another man into her home, a surge of jealousy flared wildly, and he spitefully said, “Ha, I won’t wear other people’s second-hand shoes!”

Ning Yichu was stunned, not understanding why he suddenly turned hostile, and coldly said, “These are newly bought, wear them or not, it’s up to you. My home doesn’t have as many maids as yours to clean. If you don’t change shoes, either go barefoot, or… you can leave now.”

Li Lingyang caught that she said they were new, but having glanced inside the shoe cabinet from his height advantage, there were no other large-sized men’s slippers.

Could it be that Mo Baiyou doesn’t come often? Does he not have a designated pair of slippers?

“Seeing as you invited me so sincerely, I suppose I’ll just have to suffer a bit.” Li Lingyang finished speaking, kicked off his luxurious leather shoes, put on the dark blue slippers, and swaggered into her cozy home.

Ning Yichu, “…” This man, sparing no one with his words!

For the sake of Chen Bao and Doudou, she tolerated it!

Meanwhile, Chen Bao had already led Doudou to the living room like he was on familiar ground, handed her a little yellow duck pillow to play with, and got her a cup of warm milk, almost more at ease than in his own home.

Ning Yichu had no clue what Li Lingyang was thinking, and simply left him aside to make breakfast for the children.

Little Ningning heard the noisy sounds coming from the living room and got up with her hair all messy. When she saw her “brother” and Doudou suddenly present, the little girl froze for a moment and vigorously rubbed her eyes.

After assuring herself that her brother and Doudou wouldn’t vanish, she immediately ran over excitedly to play with them.

Chen Bao gently touched the little girl’s hair, “Why did you get up so late again?”

Ningning playfully stuck out her tongue and made a face, “I went to bed late last night, brother. Why did you come with little sister?”

“I came to confirm something with you; you can go to school with us this Monday.” Chen Bao no longer pretended not to know Ningning well, since in Li Lingyang’s eyes, Ningning was his “girlfriend.”

True enough, hearing Ningning call him “brother” repeatedly, Li Lingyang’s frown deepened almost into a “Chuan” character.

Are kids these days already so good at acting spoiled?

If he hadn’t had a DNA test proving that Ningning was Ning Yichu’s child with another man, and not a biological sibling to Chen Bao, he almost would have been deceived. Taking a deep breath, he stood up and strode towards the kitchen…

…

Ning Yichu’s home was quite spacious, but its only drawback was that the kitchen didn’t have good natural light and had a small living balcony.

At this moment, she turned on the light, feeling cheerful as she prepared to make a few of her signature pastries.

Li Lingyang leaned against the wall outside the door, watching from a not-too-close distance as Ning Yichu bustled about in the kitchen. Her skilled movements seemed like the result of countless hours of practice.

He suddenly remembered a long time ago, just after they had gotten married, when Ning Yichu would prepare dinner every day and have the servant ask if he wanted to come home for dinner.

His answer was always that he was too busy.

So many years had passed, and she still lingered in the kitchen, but the person she enjoyed cooking for was no longer him.

He felt an inexplicable irritation and wanted to smoke, but his fingertips merely grazed each other, and he habitually suppressed the thought, merely holding a lighter in his palm and fidgeting with it leisurely.

Suddenly, Ning Yichu turned around and inadvertently met Li Lingyang’s gaze directly.

She had intended to ask what kind of sauce the kids would like, but upon seeing him, her words changed to, “What are you doing in the kitchen?”

“Supervising,” Li Lingyang’s eyes dark and deep, like a profound abyss, “to make sure you’re not feeding my children junk food.”

Ning Yichu really felt like cursing, “Don’t worry, the only junk food here is for you.”

“Ning Yichu.” He suddenly called her name, sounding rather serious and deep, much like the tone of a cello, flowing from his thin, sexy lips.

Ning Yichu paused, still holding the egg, and raised her eyebrows, waiting to hear what he would say next.

“When we divorced back then, why didn’t you take the divorce compensation?”

Li Lingyang stared intently at her, his eyes unfathomable. “As far as I know, your past five years in Europe haven’t been great, especially the first few years. Having my money could have made life happier for you and Ningning.”

Ning Yichu’s long eyelashes quivered, and the egg in her palm was gradually squeezed tighter.

So he had investigated her. She laughed self-deprecatingly, “I don’t need your charity. If two and a half years weren’t enough to make you fall in love with me, then let me keep my last shred of dignity. I sincerely wish you a long, happy marriage with the person you love, but I should remind you—Chen Bao is not Shen Jiangqing’s biological son; be careful she might mistreat Chen Bao…”

Li Lingyang hadn’t been drinking, yet his throat felt dry. “Chen Bao is my son; I will naturally protect him! As for Jiangqing… she’ll come around.”

“…” He clearly didn’t understand her point or perhaps, he preferred to believe that Shen Jiangqing was a good person, incapable of doing anything heinous to Chen Bao.

Forget it, she still didn’t have any evidence to accuse Shen Jiangqing, and this loathsome man would never believe her.

But one day, she would throw all of Shen Jiangqing’s misdeeds in his face!

“Just leave now; don’t distract me from cooking…”

Li Lingyang didn’t say much more and turned to head to the living room.

Despite having children, the living room was still kept very clean, with all kinds of puzzles neatly arranged, all of a five-star difficulty level or higher, and some incredibly complex Lego sets…

Even among the books on the bookshelf, which seemingly were children’s readings, they were actually about profound topics like computer programming and space mysteries.

Was there even a book about dinosaur extinction?

Li Lingyang’s gaze shifted suspiciously between Ningning and Chen Bao…