Addicted to My Cutie and Sweetie

Chapter 442: Twins, The Truth of That Year! (28)

Qin Nanyu seemed oblivious to the astonished gazes around him, walking calmly up to Ji Weitian. His long fingers hooked a stray lock of her hair that had fallen onto her cheek and gently tucked it behind her ear, affectionately parting his lips.

"When you have friends over, how much longer do you plan to look at me like this? When we’re alone, you can look all you want."

Ji Weitian: "???"

His words seemed to make sense, but she felt like something was off.

What did he mean by saying that when they were alone, she could look as much as she wanted? She was looking at him only because...

Ji Weitian tried to explain, but Qin Nanyu had already withdrawn his hand, taking his son from her arms and stepping toward the dining room.

Being suddenly taken from his mother’s embrace, Little Glutinous Rice Dumpling kicked his legs, attempting to slide out of his father’s grasp to find his mother. Qin Nanyu firmly held the little guy’s head, whispering in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"Little brat, with the enemy before us, let’s shake hands and make peace for now, united against a common foe."

"..." The little guy gave him a languid glance, tensed up for a second, then thinking of something, raised his eyebrows with particular arrogance.

"We’re different now. Even if Mommy doesn’t want you, she will still want me."

Qin Nanyu: "???"

What was it like to have a son who acted like a traitor?

Even now, where did this little brat get the nerve to oppose him?

Qin Nanyu was at this moment tempted to throw his biological son into the trash can!

In front of Ji Weitian, all he could do was grit his teeth and still carry him into the dining room, placing him onto a child’s chair.

Turning his head, he saw Ji Weitian standing at the door of the restaurant but not hurrying in, instead she stood still, waiting for Leng Jian, who was at the back.

It wasn’t until Leng Jian arrived with Little Glutinous Rice Dumpling that they went in together.

To the unknowing eye, the scene looked as if they were a family of three...

Qin Nanyu turned his head and coldly glanced at the little guy sitting on the chair, his mouth curling into a mocking smile, he tilted his chin towards the group of people.

"Are you sure that even in this situation, you don’t want to join forces with me?"

"..."

The little fellow pursed his lips, hesitation flickered in his big, dark eyes.

It wasn’t easy for him to have a mother, and now the person he loved most was her.

But Mommy had said she would never abandon him.

He believed Mommy.

Qin Nanyu hadn’t expected the little guy to keep his cool at this moment, his eyebrows slightly raised, a trace of surprise flickering in his eyes.

Intuition told him something had happened at home that he was unaware of.

Now was not the time to delve into that.

Seeing Ji Weitian approaching her son, seemingly about to sit beside him, Qin Nanyu very gentlemanly pulled out a chair for her.

But instead of sitting down, Ji Weitian took two steps back, startled by his gesture, and skeptically looked up at him.

"What are you doing?"

Qin Nanyu: "..."

Wasn’t he simply pulling out a chair for her? Could she not see?

Ji Weitian saw, it was precisely because she saw that his action took her by surprise.

Qin Nanyu usually would get dizzy or feverish at the drop of a hat, and it was always her taking care of him. When had he ever been so gentlemanly before, both greeting her friends and pulling out chairs...

"Qin Nanyu, are you not feeling well?"

Ji Weitian snapped back to reality, coming up with a plausible explanation for him.

Seeing him silent, she took the initiative to step forward and reached out to touch his forehead.

The next second, she muttered to herself in confusion, "It’s not very hot, so he should be fine, why does he seem so odd..."