Chapter 25: Chapter 25 My Real Father Is Called Swindler

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Su Ruowan was grateful that Fang Yansha didn’t come to the sports meeting. Fang Zikai was accompanied by Fang Dezhong, who was over fifty years old, and a woman in her early thirties, who should be his mother.

Fang Dezhong was old, so the two of them were out of breath during the three-legged race. Fang Zikai was only second to the last. He was so angry that he lay on the ground and cried. Su Ruowan couldn’t help but sigh. Alas, this was the result of people having their children in old age.

Much to everyone’s surprise, Su Ruowan and Jiu Jiu won first place. But Su Ruowan was more surprised because she didn’t see Jing Muchen and Jing Yanxi joined the race.

When the children had a competition, Helian Chen and Su Ruoyan sat together. All of a sudden, he whispered, “Just now.. Was it Jing Muchen?”

Su Ruowan didn’t know how to answer his question for a moment. Back then, when she gave birth, he had only seen Li Manting. But he was a smart man, so he had a guess.

Helian Chen didn’t continue on the topic. He stood up and welcomed Jiu Jiu’s triumphant figure, who had just finished a competition.

After the sports meeting, Helian Chen waved goodbye to Fang Dezhong. Jiu Jiu held the toys in her arms with a happy smile on her face.

Su Ruowan wiped the sweat on her daughter’s forehead. But her heart was so heavy when she thought of the disappointment on Jing Yanxi’s face earlier.

Jing Yanxi suffered a heavy blow from losing his first love. He was not in the mood to join the competitions anymore, so he pulled Jing Muchen back home.

On their way home, he kept on crying that he had almost used up the whole box of tissue in the car.

Jing Muchen took out a cigarette. He was about to light it up when he saw Jing Yanxi’s tearful face from the corner of his eyes. He put the lighter back to the concealed compartment and put the unlit cigarette in his mouth.

Looking at Jing Yanxi through the rearview mirror, he stretched out his slender hand and tossed another box of tissue to the back seat.

“Loser!” he cursed.

Jing Yanxi cried even louder. He had just lost his first love. And now, his uncle was scolding him. Why didn’t he realize sooner that Su Ruowan could have a husband? He was so pathetic.

Since the parent-child sports meeting was over, summer vacation began.

Su Ruowan had no choice but to take Jiu Jiu to the Li family’s villa. She repeatedly told the little girl to be obedient and sensible, and not to mess around with other people’s things. Jiu Jiu just kept on nodding her head.

But when Su Ruowan told her that they would go to Jing Yanxi’s house so she could play with him, she shook her head and said, “No, I don’t want to play. I want to help Mommy work.”

Su Ruowan couldn’t help laughing in amusement.

When they arrived at the Li family’s villa, it turned out that only the servants were there. The mysterious owner still never showed up.

Su Ruowan had already learned from Aunt Yang that the owner of the Li family’s villa was Li Muchen, the elder son of the Jing family. Although he was Jing Muchen’s older brother, he had used his mother’s family name since he was born.

However, she still had a question in her heart. When Jing Muchen married her back then, he had made it clear to her that he only needed a son to compete for the right to inheritance. Why did he leave his son to Li Muchen’s care and go to Italy for four years?

Jing Muchen was an arrogant man. How could he give something that belonged to him to others? Jing Yanxi was his biological son, and he was also after the right to inheritance. These thoughts puzzled Su Ruowan.

After entrusting Jiu Jiu to Aunt Yang, she said, “I am going to work now. Jiu Jiu, stay here and watch TV with Grandma Yang, okay?”

Aunt Yang was so happy to see the beautiful and well-behaved Jiu Jiu. She took out a box of snacks and said, “Ruowan, you can go. I’ll take care of her here.”

Su Ruowan was a little embarrassed. “You don’t have to feed her so much. She had breakfast at home.” After a while, she couldn’t help asking, “Is Yan Yan not here?”

“Oh, the young master? He’s in his room playing some games. Since summer vacation, he seems to be in a bad mood,” Aunt Yang answered.

Su Ruowan frowned as guilt and worry filled her heart. She raised her head, looked upstairs, and sighed.

Jing Yanxi just played League of Legends the whole morning. But when he couldn’t bear his thirst anymore, he finally walked out of his room. As soon as he opened the door, he heard a familiar voice downstairs.

He poked his head through the railings on the second floor and called, “Jiu Jiu!” He rushed down the stairs and asked, “Where’s your mommy?”

“Mommy is working,” Jiu Jiu slurred while chewing a nougat.

Jing Yanxi was so anxious that he rushed to the door. But then, he stopped, came back dejectedly, and slumped next to Jiu Jiu. He stretched out his little hand, took a nougat, and stuffed it into his mouth, sighing while chewing.

Jiu Jiu looked at him curiously. “What’s wrong with you?”

He swallowed the nougat and shook his head. “Where is your dad?”

Her eyes opened wide, and she shook her head. “What dad?”

Jing Yanxi frowned. “The man who gave you a lollipop during the sports meeting. Isn’t he your father?”

Jiu Jiu shook her head. “No. He’s my Daddy Helian, not my real father.”

Jing Yanxi’s curiosity was piqued. “Then where is your real father?”

Jiu Jiu thought for a while before she answered, “My real father is called swindler. I’ve heard it from Grandma, so keep it a secret, okay? But I’ve never met him, and Mommy hasn’t told me where he is.”

Her voice got lower and lower. In the end, her head drooped, and she suddenly felt that the nougat was no longer delicious.

Aunt Yang stroked her hair and comforted, “Don’t be sad. Your mommy and I like you. Don’t care about that bad father anymore.”

“Yes!” Jing Yanxi stood up and shouted, “Let’s go find your mommy to play hide and seek, okay?” historical

Jiu Jiu’s loneliness was swept away. She stood up, reached out her little hand, and held Jing Yanxi’s. “Okay.”

They then walked out of the door hand in hand.

Worried, Aunt Yang hurriedly followed behind them with an umbrella. It was noon, and the sun was so bright. She didn’t want the children to get sunburn.

“Wan Wan, come sit here.”

“Wan Wan, you want orange juice?”

“Wan Wan, eat this watermelon.”

Looking at Jing Yanxi’s handsome face filled with enthusiasm, Su Ruowan was both happy and sad.

She lovingly held him and kissed his red cheek. She felt like her heart was going to melt.

What she didn’t know was that he successfully obtained a piece of important information from Jiu Jiu just now. That man with lollipops was not her husband.

Jing Yanxi thought that since Su Ruowan was still single, he still had a chance. Thus, the little flame of love in his heart ignited again, and he was filled with fighting spirit..