My CEO Ex-husband Wants To Remarry Me

Chapter 18 - 18 Beautiful Sister, Don’t Cry

Chapter 18: Chapter 18 Beautiful Sister, Don't Cry

Jing Muchen felt a headache. It seemed that having a smart and mature son could be a little troublesome. He said sternly, "Yan Yan, you're just a child, and this is an adult matter. It doesn't concern you. Now, go home with your father!"

Jing Yanxi wasn't satisfied. "Where's the sense in that? Don't children grow up to be adults one day? Besides, if you marry her, I'll have to call her auntie. How can you say it doesn't concern me?"

Despite all the nonsense that came out of his mouth, the boy had a deadly serious look on his face. Seeing this, Jing Muchen rubbed his sore temples and asked, "So Yan Yan, you don't want her to be your aunt?"

Jing Yanxi nodded repeatedly.

"Why?" Oddly, this felt like it was the first time they ever talked.

Stretching out his chubby hand, Jing Yanxi counted with his fingers. "First of all, she's too ugly! Second, she secretly rolled her eyes at me! Third, I asked her to peel shrimps for me, but she hesitated for a long time! Fourth, when I spat on her clothes, she pretended it was fine."

"Uncle Muchen." The boy tugged at Jing Muchen's sleeve, beckoning him closer. As the man lowered his head, the kid whispered in his ear, "I like a girl."

Jing Muchen didn't know what to say.

Jing Yanxi spoke like an adult as he continued, "Let me tell you, I fell in love with her at first sight! Although she's older than me and has a daughter, I think she likes me too! We even get to see each other every day! Uncle Muchen, can I ask you a favor?"

Jing Muchen answered, "Go ahead!"

Scratching the back of his head, the boy parted his lips to say something but stopped on second thought. He was embarrassed. Jing Muchen stared at him, wanting to beat him up.

After a while, Jing Yanxi said timidly, "I asked my dad to buy me a phone, but he didn't agree. Uncle, could you help me persuade my father to change his mind?"

Once they got downstairs, the dining table had been cleaned up, and the others were already watching TV on the sofa.

Zhang Luoya had changed into Li Manting's clothes, which fitted her very well.

Sitting next to her, Li Manting acted like a good mother-in-law.

"Dad!" Jing Yanxi ran to Li Muchen with his arms wide open, sinking his head into the man's chest. "Dad, I love you so much."

"Ha-ha!" Old Mr. Jing was amused by the child.

"Brat, what do you want now?" Li Muchen wasn't moved by his words at all.

Jing Yanxi faked a sob. "Dad, please, give me a cell phone!" After saying that, he looked at Jing Muchen and winked.

Taking his cue, the man said, "Brother, our company has just launched a new line of cell phones for kids. I can give one to Yan Yan."

Li Muchen didn't say anything.

Jing Yanxi also kept silent.

As a result, the boy got his first mobile phone at the age of four.

On Monday morning.

Jing Yanxi rushed into the classroom, taking his new phone with him.

"Jiu Jiu!" Panting, he put down his school bag and pulled out his phone to show her.

After taking a look at it, she asked evenly, "What's this?"

Jing Yanxi replied with a chuckle, "It's a cell phone. My uncle gave it to me. Isn't it nice?"

"I guess..." Jiu Jiu nodded noncommittally and turned back to the book she was reading.

Fang Zikai leaned over and asked, "Jing Yanxi, can you use WeChat on your phone?"

"Hmm..." Jing Yanxi blinked before finally saying, "Of course!" The boy had no idea what WeChat was, but he wouldn't give Fatty Fang the chance to make fun of him. Turning to Jiu Jiu, he smiled at her and asked, "Hey, could you tell me your mommy's phone number?"

She tilted her head to the side. "What's a phone number?"

Jing Yanxi was rendered speechless.

Fang Zikai as well.

How could there be such a cute little girl in the world? Jing Yanxi, who had always been so smart, didn't know how to explain what a phone number was to a girl with an average IQ like Jiu Jiu.

"I mean, your mother has a cell phone, and it has a number. What is it?"

Jiu Jiu shook her head. "I don't know."

Once again, the boy didn't know what to say.

Later, when school was over, Jing Yanxi held Jiu Jiu's hand, avoiding Fatty Fang, and ran towards the gate.

Lao Zhou's car was already parked in the front. Opening the door, Su Ruowan waved at the two children in the back seat.

"Beautiful sister!" Catching a glimpse of Fang Zikai right behind them, he immediately got into the vehicle with Jiu Jiu.

Lao Zhou started the black car and drove to Su Ruowan's community.

Along the route, Jing Yanxi couldn't stop thinking about ways to get her phone number. He came to the conclusion that in order to show his sincere affection, he would have to ask for it himself. This time, he wasn't going to request Aunt Yang's help.

"Beautiful sister?" The boy shook Su Ruowan's arm, prompting her to look at him. His face was flushed.

"Jing Yanxi, why does your face look so red?" Jiu Jiu asked, pointing at him.

Skeptically, Lao Zhou glanced at the boy from the rearview mirror and lowered the air-conditioner's temperature, thinking he might be hot.

Jing Yanxi was embarrassed.

Su Ruowan stared at him in shock after hearing his surname for the first time.

"So your name is Jing Yanxi?" she asked in a trembling voice. "Your family name is Jing?"

The boy nodded, a little distressed. The woman didn't even know his name until now. What a disaster!

In fact, Jing Yanxi's face looked almost the same as Jing Muchen's.

"When is your birthday?" Su Ruowan couldn't help but be excited.

Jing Yanxi touched his head. "It's on July 2nd."

As her suspicions were confirmed, a wave of surprise and joy came over her. That was why she liked the boy and treated him with so much kindness from the beginning. At this time, her big eyes were filled with tears.

"Mommy, why are you crying?" Jiu Jiu looked at her worriedly.

Seeing that she was crying, Jing Yanxi was flustered. He fumbled in his pocket and at last, took out a crumpled handkerchief. "Beautiful sister, don't cry..."

Su Ruowan held his chubby hand between hers, reluctant to let go.

She never thought she would have the chance to see her son again. But God had sent Yan Yan back to her!

The woman could hardly express the joy of recovering what once she had lost.

Jing Yanxi's cheeks grew even redder. Su Ruowan's hands felt so soft and fragrant against his. He had really fallen in love with her. Unwilling to waste that opportunity, he pulled out his cell phone and asked her seriously, "Beautiful sister, could you give me your phone number?"

"Sure." Then Su Ruowan said hurriedly, "Yan Yan, if you have any problems at school, just call me... And whenever you want to see me too!"