We'll Take Your Word for It

After receiving Fu Guiru's notice, Pei Wencong and Luo Runbo rushed to Capital City the very next day. Luo Runbo had even flown in from France.

Li Ye figured they had set out the instant they got the news, or they could not have arrived so quickly.

Though they had left in a hurry, neither came empty-handed. Each carried two enormous bags stuffed with all sorts of baby supplies.

Luo Runbo smiled. "Mr. Li, these are some small gifts my wife prepared for your madam. Please don't think them too meager, and do not refuse them."

"I'll be needing them soon enough. The more, the better—why would I refuse? Old Luo, you're far too polite!"

Li Ye thanked Luo Runbo with a smile, then teased Pei Wencong. "What about you, Old Pei? Who helped you prepare all these maternity and baby supplies? Don't tell me you had to trouble your mom again?"

Pei Wencong, already in his thirties, was currently Hong Kong Island's hottest eligible bachelor, and he had worried his mother sick. More than once, she had called Li Ye to nag him, hoping he could persuade Pei Wencong to hurry up and marry a wife, then give her three or five little grandsons.

Ordinarily, Li Ye had no business meddling in such matters. But Pei Wenhui was about to graduate from university, and once she did, they would discuss her marriage to Li Dayong. Would it delay Li Dayong's happy event if Pei Wencong, the elder brother, remained unmarried?

That was why Li Ye had said what he did.

Yet Pei Wencong answered without so much as a blush or a skipped heartbeat, "Mr. Li, although I personally prepared these things, I do have girlfriends."

What Pei Wencong meant was that since he had girlfriends, there was absolutely