Playboy CEO Has a Baby

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CHAPTER 475

"How come I did not know that you gave Manager He your bank card?"

Bai Renxiang found it confusing since the incident. She and Li Fengjin had been together from when they entered the shopping mall until he went to make a phone.

And she could not remember seeing Manager He all through those times.

"I just had one of my men take it to him," Li Fengjin answered honestly.

"Ok... But when?"

"When you were busy thinking of what you should get from the mall," he shrugged.

"Oh," Bai Renxiang's mouth opened in a circular shape as she slowly nodded her head.

"Do you do that often?" She asked with curiosity.

"Not really. Wang Tingxiao is the one who often does the shopping. It is either him or my mother. The number of times I have gone to a shopping mall since I was grown up can be counted on one hand."

"I see." She nodded like a student learning new things from her teacher.

In the next moment, she looked at him with some kind of excitement on her face.

"You can't trouble Assistant Wang again. I will be the one shopping for your clothes from now on, okay?" She said.

Li Fengjin blinked as he stared at her. The bright smile on her and shining eyes, made her look cute that he suddenly felt like pinching her cheek.

"How can I say no when my wife is making such a cute expression?" He asked with a sigh.

Bai Renxiang clapped as she giggled sweetly like a kid promised candy. She loved the idea of shopping for him. It was just something she wanted to do from her heart.

Li Fengjin could not help but shake her head at her antics. He found his heart melting with so much love she was showing him.

A few minutes later, they left the shopping mall.

"Do you want us to stop by a restaurant to eat lunch?" Li Fengjin asked as he checked the time on his watch.

"No. I want to go home and eat with everyone else. Besides, I already miss my baby. We've been apart for too long," she answered.

~At Li Fengjin's house~

By the time they arrived home, Bai Renxiang was disappointed by the fact that Li Xiaojin did not come rushing to hug her.

She could not even see his figure in the living room. With a sulking expression, she responded to everyone's welcome greeting before heading straight upstairs.
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"Fengjin, what did you do to your wife?" Ye Chaoxiang could not help but ask.

Before leaving the hotel for the hospital, everything looked normal.

"Sigh... I thought you were smart Chaoxiang," Li Fengjin said with a sigh before sitting on one of the couches in the living room.

"Hey. I AM smart," Ye Chaoxiang corrected him.

"Yeah, whatever. Renxiang is just sad that Xiaojin did not come to welcome her like usual," he answered.

"Just that?" Yang Chen raised his brows in askance.

"Hmm."

"It's no wonder her eyes kept scanning the place. Sigh... I wonder how she would feel if she knows that Xiaojin is outside with Yang Wenkai and Ye Yumi building snowmen," Ning Xiaozhi chuckled.

"I see. What about Tingxiao and Lisa?" Li Fengjin asked.

"Oh, those two? They are being all romantic in the kitchen while preparing lunch," said Yi Changying.

Li Fengjin sighed and shook his head. Sometimes he tends to forget that his assistant and friend is a lover boy. Left with nothing to do, Li Fengjin went upstairs to freshen up.

Meanwhile, Feng Yisheng was feeling stressed out. He had just spent an hour trying to pacify Bai Ming from the sadness or rather anger since the incident at the mall.

She even got angry at him for not siding with her till the end and concluded that he does not have feelings for her anymore. It took a while, but he was able to dissolve that insecurity she had.

Now, he was at a private booth with Zhou Rong in a restaurant. They had a couple of wines and food on their tables as they discussed...

"Hahaha," Zhou Rong's loud laughter reverberated in the room as he threw his head back.

"She felt that way?" He asked.

"Of course, man. You should have seen her. She looked so hurt. I don't ever want to see her like that," Feng Yisheng said before downing a glass of wine.

He had told his friend about his encounter with Bai Renxiang and Li Fengjin. Then he told her about what happened after. One could see the regret on his face as he drank and ate.

"Dude, you have an emotional crybaby for a girlfriend," Zhou Rong joked.

"You talk as if it's a bad thing. Don't forget that you wished your girlfriend would be very soft at times," Feng Yisheng retorted.

"Yeah, yeah whatever. So, let's brush that aside. Tell me more about your encounter with Bolin's ex," Zhou Ring grinned.

"For God's sake, Zhou Rong. Get a grip of yourself and stop itching for gossip. You should have come to this life as a woman and not otherwise," Feng Yisheng frowned.

"Oh, please," Zhou Rong rolled his eyes. "Say all you want. If you didn't want to talk about it, you would have not called for us to meet about your shopping experience. You should have said you wanted to not think about how you hurt your girlfriend," he added.

"Whatever... Anyway, that woman is too hot for someone to not look twice at her," Feng Yisheng swiftly changed the topic.

"Twice would be too little. That's why Fu Bolin could not stop himself from making a move on her," Zhou Rong said randomly.
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"Yea– Wait what?" Feng Yisheng shook his head like he was hearing things. "What did you just say Bolin did?"

"Ah! I forgot that you were out with your girlfriend. You are a little backward on things now."

"What did you mean by that? Tell me what he did. Wait, why did you not tell me in the first place?" Feng Yisheng bombarded Zhou Rong with questions upon questions.

"Chill, man. How many questions do you want me to answer and which one should I go for first?" Zhou Rong held his hands out to stop his friends from questioning.

It felt as if he was being investigated by a detective in prison.

"Seriously. You should have come to this life with the dreams of being a reporter and, not a businessman. You ask a lot of questions," Zhou Rong threw back his words before adjusting himself into a comfortable position on his seat.

"Don't blame me, man. You just said something unbelievable," Feng Yisheng shrugged.

"I know. I found it hard to believe as well. I was also disappointed too," Zhou Rong sighed.

"Tell me about it, will you?" Feng Yisheng urged him.

"Alright... Fu Bolin harassed Li Fengjin's wife, last night," he said shortly.

"He what?" Feng Yisheng shouted with wide eyes. "Is he stupid or just plain dumb and desperate?"

"I wouldn't know if he is either, man. You should see his appearance at the hospital. I could tell that he had it hard," Zhou Rong sipped from his wine.

"What do you mean by he had it hard?"

"Sigh... He was caught in the act and guess who the person was," Zhou Rong stared expectantly at him.

"Don't tell me it was..." Feng Yisheng caused in his words as he placed a hand over his lips.

He had a bewildered look on his face when he saw Zhou Rong nodding as he already knew what Feng Yisheng was going to say.

"F*ck!" Feng Yisheng cursed.

"That is right, my friend. Fu Bolin got f*cked up by Li Fengjin. He was beaten to a pulp."

"Of course, he would receive a good beating. I can imagine the rage that man must have felt. And poor Bolin became the outlet for that rage," Feng Yisheng shivered from just the thought of it.

"Mm-hmm. He got a broken nose and fractured rib. And let's not forget a swollen blue-black left eye. I almost could not recognise him, man," Zhou Rong said.

"Man... It's no wonder Mr and Mrs Fu called for us to tell his wife that he was out with us for the night," Feng Yisheng nodded as he began to put the pieces together.

"Exactly. I don't know how well she would have taken it. But you can't tell her, okay?" Zhou Rong said.

"I won't. It's not even my place to tell anyway. I've got my own business to think about," Feng Yisheng stated.

"That's true."

"But I can't help but say that it serves him right though," Feng Yisheng said matter-of-factly.

"Me too. I mean, did you see the way he looked at her at the wedding?" Zhou Rong asked

"I saw. It was like he hasn't gotten over her yet. Even during the reception games, he could barely keep his cool like some man was unto his woman."