Passionate Devotion

Little Hottie 7

“Long Yan, pinch my cheek.” Ji Yiming’s jaw dropped.

Long Yan gave him a hard pinch and Ji Yiming sprung up in pain. “What the heck, be gentler.”

Long Yan, Leng Yerong and Ye Mei looked towards him at once and asked in unison, “Does it hurt?”

Ji Yiming growled, “Of course!”

Tong Lu was oblivious to what was going on and staring at the four of them oddly as if they were crazy. “Do you know whose child is this?”

Shanshan held her little spoon in her mouth and blinked. “Oh, right, little brother must have missed his mum and dad so much.”

Miniature Leng Yejin did not want to see the four of them at all. He held a little spoon and sipped the porridge from his little bowl. His mannerisms made him look like an arrogant little gentleman.

“Of-Of course we know!” Long Yan stuttered.

“This is great. This child has been sulking since last night. Besides, I couldn’t find any clothes that suit him, so I let him wear girl’s clothes. I had no choice. He’s quite angry about it.”

“It’s… it’s okay…” The moment Ji Yiming finished, he noticed that a pair of cold but nearly harmless little eyes fell on him. Terrified, he immediately corrected himself. “I mean… I’ll buy him some clothes right away.”

Even though Leng Yejin was now a three-year-old child, when Ji Yiming recalled the man as his grim and intimidating usual self, he could not help but shudder.

“Then whose child is he? Why was he left in the bedroom inside the study? If I didn’t find him, he would have suffered. When I found him, he was soaking wet. If he was left there all night, he would have caught a cold,” Tong Lu said in an accusing tone.

In the dining room, a voice suddenly rang out. It was Leng Yerong, who had been tongue-tied this whole time. “My son, I’ve finally found you.”

“Cough-cough-cough!”

“Oh no, are you alright?”

Tong Lu saw that the child choked on the porridge and got it all over his face. She quickly grabbed some paper napkins to clean him up. It was as if she was glowing with maternal affection. “Slow down. Don’t eat so fast. Did you scald yourself? Why don’t you let me feed you?”

Long Yan had already rushed over and quickly picked him up from the baby chair. He was particularly cautious, for he did not want to hurt the child. The look on his face was very respectful, as though he was holding a figurine of a god. But he said in a teasing voice, “Little Ye, my baby nephew. Are you alright?”

“Long Yan!” Leng Yejin hissed angrily, gritting his teeth.

Long Yan pinched his stern little face. “Big Brother Jin is terrible. How could he forget about you and leave you in the bedroom inside his study? Thank goodness my cousin-in-law found you, or else what would you do being all alone?”

“Just you wait, Long Yan. I’ll get back at you in the worst possible way!”

Long Yan immediately carried the grim-faced Miniature Leng Yejin and walked towards Leng Yerong. “Little Yeye, go to your dad.”

But the look in Leng Yejin’s eyes was threatening. Leng Yerong was so horrified that he did not dare to hold the child. “Cousin-in-law, I don’t know how to take care of a child.”

Tong Lu was skeptical. “Didn’t you say he’s your son? Have you never held your son before?”

Leng Yerong put on a straight face as he lied, “To tell you the truth, I’m still unmarried. This is my illegitimate child. I usually leave him with a babysitter because I can’t take care of him.” Earlier on, he instinctively called Jin his son because he was worried that the child’s identity would be revealed.

Now that he realized what he had done, he regretted it so much.

Honestly, he did not mean to make a fool of Jin. He would never dare to call him his son.

Leng Yejin, on the other hand, forced himself to calm down. He thought for a while and suddenly reached out his hands. He glanced at Leng Yerong and said, “Dad, I want to go home!” It was better to end up with these four people than that woman, Tong Lu. He had to save himself!

Terrified, Leng Yerong lost his balance and fell onto his knees. His legs had gone limp, and he could not get back up at all.