Inside the delivery box, there’s a cat and a child. The child was holding a big milk bottle, lying on his side on a pillow, sound asleep, without even a small blanket covering him. A snow-white little arm was snugly wrapped around the bottle, adorned with a silver bracelet, and from the angle of the side of the face, the long eyelashes were simply heart-melting.
The cat, with its round ginger eyes wide open, cautiously surveyed its surroundings, using its fluffy tail to cover the belly of the child.
Compared to the pillow and the cat beside him, the curled-up sleeping child was just a tiny bundle. Because he was sucking on the milk bottle as he slept, he even gave the impression that he hadn’t been weaned yet.
Secretary Gao froze in place, observing the chin, the corners of the eyes, the nose... Damn, it’s like a chubby baby version of Pei Rong!
As beautiful as the father, it’s almost impossible to tell if it’s a boy or a girl.
This was crazy.
Secretary Gao recalled Pei Rong’s joyful tone in that phone call. Was he too bold?
Just running away would be bad enough, but how could he marry and have a child outside and then send the child to the Lu Building to provoke President Lu?!
Even if Lu Qin liked Pei Rong’s appearance, even if this child was adorable and resembled Pei Rong, President Lu could not bear this provocation, right?
Could it be that he was trying to test whether President Lu was willing to take on the responsibility?
But... he’s just an innocent secretary!
Pei Rong quickly fled the scene of the crime, driving to a secluded alley, and then stares at the video on his phone, falling silent.
Which secret agent fell asleep in an elevator?
It’s probably not surprising since Pei Dundun had been pretty excited since morning.
From the 1st to the 27th floor, the stable elevator was like a cradle, and Pei Ge only closed his eyes for a moment to suckle milk, but unexpectedly fell asleep in a second.
According to what they talked about, once the elevator doors opened, they were supposed to switch from video call to voice call.
Pei Rong could only make changes from his end. Watching the screen go black, he felt a bit worried.
Otherwise, should he just wait near the Lu building’s trash can and wait for Pei Dundun to be thrown out?
***
Until the prompt sound indicating the elevator was about to close sounded, Secretary Gao took a step forward and picked up the delivery box.
His mind was shaken, completely forgetting to send someone to chase the delivery person, feeling like he had just caught a hot potato.
Should he bring this box to President Lu?
Secretary Gao looked at the peacefully sleeping child, wondering if it was just a dream that his dad had sent him in a delivery box. If he woke up to face President Lu’s anger, what kind of psychological shadow would that be?
If he cred, who will comfort him?
Secretary Gao thought for a moment, placed the box on the ground, took out his phone, and realized that if one was at fault, they should be the one to solve it themselves. He decided to ask Mr. Pei to personally deliver this package.
“Want a grandson? You and Mom can go queue up at the welfare home right now,” Lu Qin said as he walked out while talking to his father on the phone.
The elderly couple attended someone else’s grandson’s first birthday banquet. Before finishing the meal, they called to praise the good service at the banquet, urging him to learn to do the same.
Studying hotel management was fake; learning how to organize a first birthday party was the real purpose.
Lu Qin had always been astute. He was about to hang up the phone when he glanced at Secretary Gao beside him and frowned. “What’s in the box?”
Secretary Gao stood up straight, stiffening his back. How should he clarify that he absolutely did not act as a mole for Mr. Pei?
“The situation is like this—”
“Why are you hesitating?”
Lu Qin approached and immediately frowned when he saw what’s inside, veins bulging on the back of the hand holding the phone.
He stared at the side profile of the child, a dramatic absurdity and eerie softness rising in his heart... something inexplicably tender in his blood.
Secretary Gao couldn’t continue. He stood slightly in front of the box, blocking Lu Qin’s line of sight.
Words were too pale in the face of reality, extremely powerless in the face of anger.
Only the child was innocent.
Lu Qin suppressed his anger and questioned the person on the other end of the phone, “Lu Jianye, do you have a child outside? Does Madam Jiang know?”
Secretary Gao: “...”
Pei Rong: “...”
Lu Jianye: “...”
Lu Jianye: “Your mom is right here. Don’t speak nonsense.”
Lu Qin chuckled sarcastically, “The child has been sent to the company. Do you still want to argue?”
Was the other trying to salvage the situation and find a way out?
Furthermore, Lu Jianye even told the child’s mother the password for the CEO’s elevator. When did all this happen?
Was there any idiot who thought such behavior could challenge his and Madam Jiang’s status?
He dared not to marry or have children because he was confident in keeping the Lu family firmly under his control.
Secretary Gao wanted to speak but hesitated... No, President Lu was angry, but why was the direction different from what he expected?
Pei Rong, who was broadcasting audio live in sync, closed his eyes and cursed, “What an idiot.”
If only Lu Qin had looked at the letter in the box, if only Pei Dundun had called out “Dad”... Neither of the father and son duo was reliable!
Lu Jianye didn’t expect that a simple indirect reminder about marriage would be turned around. First, he was told to queue up at the welfare home, and then he was accused of having an illegitimate child.
Really outrageous, trying to split the unified front between him and his wife internally. He remained calm, saying, “You’re trying to drive a wedge between me and your mother just to avoid marriage? You believe any woman who brings a child to the door? Your mother watches enough soap operas to know about DNA tests.”
Lu Qin looked at the child’s profile and said, “I can tell just by looking at his eyebrows, more accurate than your ancestral DNA test.”
Those eyebrows were very heroic; both Lu Qin and Lu Jianye had similar ones. However, they looked somewhat tender on the little guy, coupled with his eyes. He would charm everyone when he grew up.
Hmm... there seemed to be something very familiar about him.
Blood relations were indeed a mysterious fate. Even though he should have disdained the illegitimate child, he couldn’t help but not dislike him and even wanted... wanted to hold him.
Lu Qin furrowed his brow. Did he really want to be a big brother like this?
Experience was the best teacher. Initially, Lu Jianye couldn’t believe it, but then he realized something, feeling both joy and anger, “Take a picture for me to see.”
Lu Qin snapped a photo casually.
If he had been a more ruthless big brother, he would secretly hide the child to prevent this delicate little bundle from arousing Chairman Lu’s fatherly love.
Even President Lu was having difficulty controlling a bit of paternal love, let alone the old man.
Half a minute later, Mrs. Jiang snatched the phone. “Hurry up and pick him up! How could you let my grandson sleep in a cardboard box! You’re a scumbag. Not only did you ruin the girl, but you also got my grandson thrown to the company doorstep, you—”
“Oh my, this grandma will go over right away.”
Madam Jiang automatically upgraded her status, her voice choking up. How could her grandson be so pitiful, with just a cardboard box, a pillow, thrown together with the cat before he’s even weaned?
Lu Qin wanted to argue that the child wasn’t just left at the company doorstep, but rather delivered to the 27th floor with the elevator code, quite boldly.
But that’s not important now; what’s important was...
Impossible.
