Don't Act Naive: You Are Already Mine

'Who the...'

Upon turning his head, Zhiyong was able to see the face of a man who he thinks he has already seen. His eyes narrowed as he tries to remember the person who cheered on for Cheng Jia.

'He seems familiar.'

He was about to give up thinking who the guy is until a cute smiling little boy appeared beside the man. The man crouched and picked up the boy into his arms.

"Cheng Shuyang." He whispered when he recognized the face of the boy who gave him a severe headache for a few days.

Zhiyong was startled when he felt a slight tap on his shoulder as he heard, "Zhiyong, dear, did you say something?"

It was Madam Lin. Immediately, he turned to the Madam and replied, "No, nothing, Grandmother."

He glanced to where the man and Shuyang were standing a while ago, but they are not there anymore. He sighed. 'Did I just imagine that?' He asked himself, inwardly. This did not escape from Madam Lin's eyes.

"Is something bothering you?" she asked which was only answered by Zhiyong with a slight shook of his head, then he smiled at her, gently.

He and Madam Lin turned their focus again on the beautiful lady in front of them who seemed like a goddess of seduction. After the director and the photographer are satisfied with all the pictures they were able to take, they all had a break.

"Good job, Cheng Jia. You never disappoint me. You are doing great." The director praised Cheng Jia as she stood next to him.

Unlike earlier, Cheng Jia's smile was far from seducing since she was emitting a bright aura as she smiled ear to ear hearing the director's praise. Madam Lin was smiling at her at the same time. She looks at her like a proud mother looks at her child, while Zhiyong is wearing his ever stoic expression towards her.

Cheng Jia can't help but roll her eyes inwardly when she saw the President's face. 'Why does he look at me like an emotionless robot every time? Doesn't he know how to smile?'

Despite the questions in her mind, she managed to bow slightly as recognition of the President's presence which was only returned with a nod.

"There will be another photoshoot, Madam. Will you be staying?" The director asked.

A man in a black suit whispered something in the Madam, "I'm sorry but I have an important meeting later. I think I will have to pass the next photo shoot." The Madam replied and turned to Zhiyong, "How about you, dear?"

"I'll be coming." He answered curtly.

Director Min turned to Cheng Jia. "Thank you for coming, Madam Lin, President Wang." Cheng Jia said.

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Madam Lin and Zhiyong were about to turn their backs from them when they hear a child's voice saying, "Mommy!" The group of four turn their heads to the way where it is coming from upon hearing it.

Cheng Shuyang came running to his mother with a contagious smile and with his arms open wide.

'So I was not hallucinating. It was really Shuyang,' Zhiyong thought. He doesn't know why but seeing the little guy makes his heart pound hard, he can almost hear its beating.

Cheng Jia's eyes grew big when she saw her son. A wide beam plastered on her face, an indication that she was pleased with her son's presence. The little boy hugged his mother's legs when he reached her and looked up at her as if telling her to pick him up.

Cheng Jia carefully bent to not ruin the dress she was wearing and picked up her dear son.

The trio, Madam Lin, Director Min, and President Wang looked at her when she carried her son.

"Oh, you're heavy, baby," Cheng said to her son and planting a kiss on his cheek after which makes the little guy giggle.

Director Min coughed and sad, "Cheng Jia, is this your son?"

"Oh, sorry Director. Yes, this is my son," she replied and put down Shuyang on the ground. "Shuyang, baby, introduce yourself to the Director."

Shuyang smiled sweetly and bowed slightly as he said, "Good morning Director, my name is Cheng Shuyang. Mommy's one and only baby."

As the Director looked at Shuyang, he was amazed at how good looking the little boy is, "Wow! Now I understand why your mommy is very honest about your existence," he said looking at Cheng Jia.

Cheng Jia understood what the Director is meaning to say but it made Shuyang confused as he pouted.

Laughing at his expression, the Director laughed, "What a cute boy. You are lucky, Cheng Jia."

This made Cheng Jia proud of her son.

Madam Lin gazed at Shuyang like he was her own grandson. Her lips trembled especially when she saw those pair of eyes that resembles her grandaughter's who happen to look like Cheng Jia. She covered her mouth with both of her hands in awe as she was drawn more to that pair of striking eyes before her. She looked at Shuyang and then at Cheng Jia.

'The boy doesn't have Cheng Jia's looks aside from his eyes which resembles hers.' The Madam deduced. 'This looks, this looks very familiar...' she thought as an idea came into her mind.

"Shuyang, meet mommy's boss, Madam Lin. Madam, this is my son, Shuyang."

"Thank you for giving mommy a chance to work for you, Madam," the little guy bowed and when he raised his head he gave the Madam his sweetest smile, a smile that could melt anyone's heart. The Madam held her chest, smitten by the little guy's smile. She was beaming wide at him.

"Nice to meet you, Shuyang," the Madam muttered.

On the side, a certain someone's mood turned sour when Cheng Jia did not introduce him to her son. The lady caught his sour mood.

'Can't wait?' Cheng Jia mentally rolled her eyes but put on a smile towards President Wang.

"And baby, this is President Wang, also mommy's boss," she said touching her son's shoulder lightly.

Shuyang's eyes grew wide upon seeing Zhiyong. He ran to him excitedly. When he was already in front of the man, he looked up to him, "Uncle Z," he said raising both his arms unto him as if saying he wants him to carry him in his arms.

This made Zhiyong grin before he crouched and reached for the little guy. As he settled him in his arms, he said looking at Shuyang in his eyes, "I finally get to meet the son."

Shuyang grinned at him then Zhiyong ruffled his hair like a father to his son which made the little one giggle.

'Do they know each other? Since when?' Cheng asked herself.

Unknown to Cheng Jia, Madam Lin's mind is already in chaos especially when she saw Shuyang's resemblance to the one carrying him, Zhiyong.

'Is this possible? What coincidence is this?' She inquired mentally, looking back and forth towards Cheng Jia and Zhiyong. The more she looked at the them, the more her head ached in confusion. 'What is happening here? Somebody tell me,' she demanded an answer as if somebody would be able to solve the mystery so easily.