Your Little Ones Are Stirring Up Trouble, Mr. Zhan!

Chapter 7: The Reporters Came For A Surprise Visit Again

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

At this moment, the man emanated an icy aura, making the surrounding atmosphere tense.

Upon seeing his handsome face tight with tension, looking as though he might snap at any moment, Xiong Miao’s heart beat faster uncontrollably.

She clenched her fists, took a deep breath, and mustered the courage to puff out her chest and speak. “Everything here has nothing to do with you. You should leave immediately.”

The man, Zhan Yeling, advanced with long strides. Seeing him move, Xiong Miao backed away in fear. “What are you doing? Don’t come any closer.”

“Stop pretending to be innocent. Did you trick me into coming home just to sleep with me? Was it all for the money?” His tall figure loomed closer, his powerful aura engulfing her, creating an oppressive pressure.

Xiong Miao’s back hit the wall. Escape was impossible. The man’s handsome face was right in front of her, his eyebrows knitted in anger, chilling like a demon.

The cold aura was so oppressive that Xiong Miao’s fingers began to tremble. She stammered, “You, I, it wasn’t me…”

Wasn’t it him who came to her house on his own? How had it come to the point where she was the one who tricked him?

A million questions swirled in Xiong Miao’s mind. Under the shadow of his tall figure, she lowered her head anxiously, avoiding his fiery gaze. Her head was near his nose, the elegant magnolia scent from her hair unceasingly infiltrating his senses.

This familiar smell…

Images from four years ago rolled in his mind. The woman’s unique sweet fragrance felt as if it was just yesterday. He remembered her taste every moment, yet she was always with other men, always finding new ways to sneak them into her bed!

He, the esteemed second son of the Zhan family, was obsessing over such a woman!

Damn it!

Zhan Yeling’s eyes, as dark as ink, sank deeper, and his aura grew even colder.

“It really wasn’t me, we just slept together, that’s all.” Sensing his growing anger, Xiong Miao looked up and quickly explained.

He clenched his teeth, his black eyes deep as ink.

“When I say ‘slept,’ I mean it as a noun, not a verb, so don’t misunderstand.” Realizing that her words could be misinterpreted, she hurriedly clarified the situation.

“No matter your intentions, don’t expect to gain anything from me!” He squeezed out cold words from his thin lips.

His phone in his pocket rang. He answered, “Be here to pick me up in two minutes!”

Then, he walked away with long strides.

The sound of the closing door snapped Xiong Miao out of her daze. She looked around the empty living room, confirming that the man had indeed left.

Only then did she let her tense body relax, feeling utterly drained.

What on earth had happened?

Why was the president of Rich Corporation in her home, sleeping in her bed?

If he hadn’t come on his own, then who had knocked him out and brought him here?

Could it be the work of Su Mumu, who was always obsessed with handsome men?

With that thought, she opened her mouth wide in surprise.

Wait, now was not the time to ponder why he was in her house.

When he went back, would he investigate her, and then find out about her child?

If he found out the children were his offspring,

Wouldn’t he take her precious children away from her?

With her current capabilities, there was no way she could compete with the Rich Corporation.

As they are the symbol of power and wealth.

She had to come up with a plan quickly!

At this moment, Xiong Miao was frantic like an ant on a hot pan, all in a mess.

At this moment, there was the sound of the door being unlocked.

Just then, there was the sound of unlocking the front door.

Xiong Miao, startled like a frightened deer, stared at the entrance.

Impossible, was he back so soon to claim the children?

The door opened, and Su Mumu, in a state of panic, rushed in, “Miao Miao, you’re home. Where are the little one? Oh no… I’ve lost the six children…”

Su Mumu circled the living room, not seeing a single sign of the little ones, and she started crying in fright.

Compared to Su Mumu’s anxiety, Xiong Miao heaved a sigh of relief, “They’re in the playroom playing with toys.”

Su Mumu rushed to push the door open, spotting the tiny figures sitting on the foam-assembled cartoon floor, each engrossed in their own toys.

“One, two, three, four, five, six. None are missing. Whew… that scared me.”

“Auntie Mumu, did you manage to catch your handsome guy?” the six adorable children asked, their plump little faces looking up, their voices babyish.

“I lost him.” Su Mumu replied, scratching her head awkwardly.

“What happened?” Xiong Miao picked up some clues.

Under her questioning, Su Mumu confessed everything.

Now, Xiong Miao was even more confused. If it wasn’t Su Mumu who brought him home, who could it be?

The six little ones had no idea about their mother’s concerns, happily playing with their toys. Of course, they wouldn’t tell their mom that they had asked the friendly police officer to bring Zhan Yeling to their mother’s bed for a nap.

“Ah! Miao Miao, you’re trending!” Su Mumu, who was leisurely browsing through TikTok, suddenly screamed.

Before Xiong Miao could react, she had placed her phone in front of her.

In the TikTok video, Xiong Miao had Xu Jingxi pinned to the ground, one hand holding her wrists down, not giving her a chance to fight back, while her other hand ruthlessly slapped her a few times.

For every slap, the words she spoke were strong and impressive.

“It must have been some nosy reporter filming this.” Xiong Miao rolled her eyes.

“Oh my gosh, what did I miss in the few hours I was away?” Su Mumu lamented over missing the thrilling event.

“How can these netizens be like this? It’s clear that Mrs. Su deserved to be hit, but why are they scolding you?” The online comments were disturbing to read.

Xiong Miao couldn’t help but glance over.

The comments were, : “Shameless, seducing someone else’s husband and assaulting the wife. This kind of woman should be dunked in a pig cage.”

“What’s wrong with this world, so brazen even as a mistress.”

“Vixen, don’t let us see you, we will beat you every time we see you.”

“Relying on her beauty, seducing men everywhere, isn’t it all just for money?”

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After reading all these nonsensical comments, Xiong Miao felt as if there was a block of dung in her heart, a disgusting feeling.

People who start ranting without discerning right from wrong truly left her speechless.

It was clear that she was the victim, but now she had become the target of public criticism.

“Miao Miao, that panda-shaped bruise on your face, was it also given by Mrs. Su?” Su Mumu had been meaning to ask earlier but held back, seeing her preoccupied.

Now everything seemed to have an answer.

“I think I should take the kids and move to a different city,” she said. Her current biggest worry wasn’t the online slanders but the CEO of Rich Corporation.

“Miao Miao, don’t be silly. The internet is interconnected nationally. No matter where you go, people will recognize you. So it’s best you stay here. We’ve done nothing wrong, so we’ve nothing to fear,” Su Mumu tried to boost her spirit.

Xiong Miao couldn’t bring herself to mention her encounter with Zhan Yeling at home today, and the misunderstandings that had ensued.

“You are so talented and excellent at design, you must have passed the job interview. You should focus on going to work and raising the kids. Leave the online matters to me,” Su Mumu said, draping an arm around her shoulder, displaying a determination to handle everything on her own.