Little Bun’s tender voice had a trace of fatigue, as she dragged out the sound.

“Return home earlier, or I’d worry. Why do you never listen to me? I’ll tell Uncle Leng!”

The cat napping in the kid’s arms woke up at her voice, who agreed with a “Meow–”

Her daughter was mad. There would be consequences.

Ji Weitian rushed forward, moved aside the chubby cat and held her daughter tightly. “Mom messed up. I promise you I’ll be home earlier tomorrow, okay?”

“You say this every day, and you never do it.” Ji Xingyao counted her mom’s transgressions on one hand.

Ji Weitian covered her daughter’s mouth. Looking at her delicate face, she whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear, “Baby, please save me some face today, or I couldn’t show my face at work anymore.”

She had just lectured Qin Nanyu on being a bad dad, if her daughter exposed her ineptness as a mom, she’d be humiliated by Qin Nanyu for life.

She couldn’t handle it!

“…”

Little Bun’s mouth couldn’t speak, but her sparkling eyes looked allover, her expression confused.

Ji Weitian relaxed as she saw her daughter wasn’t blurting out anything incriminating. She readied to have Qin Nanyu go inside to use the restroom, maybe show off her daughter, and impress him too.

She turned to look, but he was gone.

She was puzzled. Letting her daughter go, she walked back to the elevator, which had returned to the ground floor.

Qin Nanyu…

…had left?

“Mom, what are you doing?” Little Bun followed with her yellow ducky slippers and chubby legs.

Holding her mom’s calf, she peeked around and looked at the elevator. She asked, “Did you bring home my new dad?”

“No, that’s the devil.” Ji Weitian answered, knowing he had left.

She crouched down and picked up her daughter. Turning to go, she thought of something else, “If you want, you can call him a jinx too.”

“Mom, a jinx is an unlucky star, not a human.” Little Bun explained seriously.

Ji Weitian nodded, “I just wanted to tell you some people are worse than unlucky stars.”

Ji Xingyao, “… how sad is he, being worse than an unlucky star.”

—

In the downstairs of the apartment building.

“A-choo–” Qin Nanyu couldn’t help but sneeze as he left the elevator.

He looked up at the old-fashioned building. Complex emotions were inside his gaze.

Was that woman cursing him again?

He thought, there’s no point in arguing with someone who lies all the time. So she mentioned his baby mama. She didn’t know anything. He shouldn’t be angry.

She even lectured him as if she was a parent, saying he couldn’t take care of his son? What does she know?

He rubbed the space between his brows and walked toward his car. In a few steps, he took out his phone called his housekeeper.

“Is the young master asleep?”

“Not yet, he’s challenging the world record for the Rubix cube.” His housekeeper answered frantically.