Zhan Lan arrived at the hotel reception. As the Qin family was one of the shareholders of J-K Hotel, she easily found out her son's room number.
She took the elevator up.
Qin Yunxi had another intimate session with Gu Shinian in the bathroom. The man had robust stamina and didn't feel anything, but Gu Shinian felt completely drained.
Inside and out, she was thoroughly emptied by Uncle Qin.
She couldn't walk and playfully asked for a hug.
Qin Yunxi picked her up horizontally, his lips curling into a teasing smile. "So easily worn out, Nian Nian, you should eat more, so you can have sons for me."
Gu Shinian gazed at him with alluring eyes, "What if we have a daughter?"
Qin Yunxi replied, "My mother will love her very much."
His mother constantly doted on having a pair of obedient, cute, and sensible granddaughters like Rong Doudou.
Gu Shinian's eyebrows curved into a smile, "Only Auntie likes her? What about you?"
[Uncle, the child I have, your mommy likes. ]
[Then she—]
[Will she like me?]
Gu Shinian looked at Qin Yunxi with affection, anticipating his answer, when the doorbell rang.
"I like daughters too," Qin Yunxi said as he carried Gu Shinian into the dressing room. He lightly kissed her lips, then turned to leave. "You get dressed first, I'll get the door."
Who could it be?
Disturbing him so early in the morning?
Qin Yunxi, wrapped in a towel, approached the door. But when he saw who was standing outside through the peephole, his eyes almost bulged out.
Mom and Dad!
Damn it!
He couldn't let his mother see Gu Shinian!
Qin Yunxi's first instinct was to hide, to hide Gu Shinian.
He rushed to the dressing room in three quick steps, directly shoving the woman who was changing into the wardrobe.
Gu Shinian: "……?"
Qin Yunxi's breathing was flustered. "Don't make a sound, my mother is here."
Gu Shinian's eyes, which held no worldly concerns, flashed with a hint of hurt: ... Why can't I see Auntie when she's here?
"Bang," Qin Yunxi closed the wardrobe door and began frantically tidying up the woman's belongings.
Gu Shinian heard the sound of him "erasing all traces of her" outside, and her heart ached uncontrollably for the first time.
But she remained obedient.
She didn't rush out to embarrass him.
Gu Shinian understood clearly that from the moment she agreed to only have children for Uncle and not get married, she was destined to endure many grievances in this relationship.
This was just the beginning.
She encouraged herself—[Come on, you can do it!]
One day, she would become the woman Qin Yunxi liked and cared about the most.
She would also be the woman who accompanied him until the end of his life.
Qin Yunxi, in a flurry, tidied up all of Gu Shinian's belongings from the bedroom to the living room, study, and bathroom. Only then did he open the door, drenched in sweat.
"Mommy."
He opened his arms, wanting to give his dear mother a big hug.
Qin Tianyi threw a punch, "Stay away from my wife."
Qin Yunxi's mouth twitched. ... That's my mom, my own mother! My own mother!
Why couldn't he hug her?
From childhood to adulthood, for thirty years, this old man still loved to compete for attention with him.
Zhan Lan watched the father and son glaring at each other, accustomed to it, and ignored them.
"Why did it take so long to open the door?" she asked, looking around the room.
Qin Yunxi replied calmly, "When you knocked, I was taking a shower."
Zhan Lan narrowed her eyes and scrutinized her son, "Weren't you messing around with a woman?"
Qin Yunxi pouted, spread his fingers, and pointed inside the room. "Where are the women? Mommy, why don't you search?"
Zhan Lan looked around a few more times, confirming there were no traces of a woman having been there. She then asked, "Where is Grace? Where is she?"
Qin Yunxi: "Isn't she with Ruo Xin?" Or was it?
After that night, he had no further contact with her.
He guessed she had probably deleted his WeChat and phone number, maybe even blocked him.
"Sigh." The moment Du Ruo Xin was mentioned, Zhan Lan's expression darkened.
Qin Yunxi raised an eyebrow, "What's wrong?"
Zhan Lan looked at her son with suspicion, "Don't you know what happened?"
Qin Yunxi looked bewildered and retorted, "Should I know what happened?"
Zhan Lan: "...?"
Her starry eyes narrowed, she pinched her son, and snorted coldly, "You brat, did you have a fight with Grace?"