After I Became Famous, the CEO Wants Remarriage
Chapter 362: The Kind-Faced and Benevolent Li Jingtian

Chapter 362: Chapter 362: The Kind-Faced and Benevolent Li Jingtian

"You can’t even handle such a small matter? Hmm?"

Li Jingtian listened to the assistant’s report, his lips slightly curling, the corners of his eyes lifting with a faint arrogance, exuding a dark and sinister aura that sent chills down one’s spine.

The assistant, terrified, felt his heart tighten and quickly dropped to one knee on the smooth floor. "Young Master Ting, spare me!"

Li Jingtian leaned back lazily against the sofa, his legs elegantly crossed, a faint smile that never reached his eyes.

Ning Yichu had never suspected what had happened during childbirth years ago. Everything could have been resolved quietly...

But now, everything was exposed.

"Stand up." After a long silence, the air seemed to freeze into ice, and Li Jingtian’s sinister voice finally broke the stillness.

The assistant nervously wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and climbed up from the floor.

His tone remaining as respectful as ever.

"Young Master Ting, now the police are involved, along with Mo Baiyou’s people guarding that woman. Our assassin can’t infiltrate. What should we do next?"

Li Lingyang’s eyes gleamed coldly like a venomous snake.

"That woman doesn’t know much. Deal cleanly with the attending doctor and the archives. Have the people in Reykjavik lie low for now—don’t let them get caught."

The assistant nodded.

Then something else came to mind...

"Young Master Ting, now that Li Lingyang isn’t in the country, should we also deal with the family of the police officer from the previous assassination attempt on Ji Shiwang...?" The rest of the sentence went unspoken.

Li Jingtian gave a faint "Hmm."

He didn’t bother to count those lives as anything significant.

"Make sure it’s done cleanly."

Recently, because of Old Madam Li’s interference, Li Jingtian couldn’t freely leave school to spend time with Chengcheng as he used to.

It had been two days since he last saw him, and the peculiar bond of blood left him inexplicably preoccupied.

"Isn’t Chengcheng supposed to attend a piano class this afternoon?"

The assistant responded, "Yes, at three o’clock this afternoon, at Boya Piano Store."

"Set it up. I want to see him."

Li Jingtian lazily lifted his eyelids and turned upstairs.

The assistant quickly got to work, efficiently arranging for the meeting to go smoothly at the piano store.

That afternoon, Chengcheng arrived and skillfully walked toward the practice room, while the servants and bodyguards habitually waited at the door.

Pushing the door open, he was greeted by an American-style interior design.

An expensive black piano sat in the center, with two square leather cushions on the seats. Various musical instruments adorned the walls, and the ceiling light fixtures were shaped like musical notes.

A female teacher in a professional suit and glasses stood nearby and nodded toward him.

"Young Master Chengcheng, you’re here."

Chengcheng responded indifferently, "Mm, let’s begin."

"No need to rush—"

A familiar voice suddenly rang out from the side.

Chengcheng froze and turned, only to see Li Jingtian standing by the door, with his sinister brows and expression.

"Second Uncle!"

Chengcheng’s face lit up with surprise, his tone unable to conceal the excitement.

After all, in the entire Li Family, only Li Jingtian could be relied upon...

The teacher lowered her head and consciously moved to the score room at the side of the classroom, leaving them space.

Click-click-click, Chengcheng ran over with his little short legs. "Second Uncle, why are you here? Great-Grandma said we shouldn’t secretly meet in private!"

"If she says we shouldn’t meet, does that mean we actually won’t?"

Li Jingtian crouched slightly, pinching his chubby cheek. "Or do you not miss your Second Uncle?"

"Of course I miss you! I’m just worried something bad might happen to you, Second Uncle." Chengcheng spoke cleverly, his eyes gleaming faintly.

"Besides, Great-Grandma has been watching me too closely lately, with more bodyguards and servants around."

Under the guise of care, they all clearly knew what true intentions lay behind it.

Li Jingtian squinted, the shadow in his eyes deepening.

And now...

The old woman had even sent people to monitor his movements...

His lips curled faintly, a mocking smile emerging. "Don’t worry, Second Uncle will keep her busy enough so she won’t have time to bother us."

"Second Uncle is amazing! If that’s the case, we can meet and play every day..."

Chengcheng pretended to be enthusiastic and raised his thumb.

Li Jingtian smirked; this little guy sure knew how to butter people up.

"Second Uncle, I miss mommy. Since you’re here today, can I call her?"

Chengcheng tilted his head and gently tugged on his clothing, looking like a helpless and abandoned little cub.

Thinking about how Chengcheng was now alone in the Li Mansion, Li Jingtian felt a brief pang of emotion.

"You only get five minutes."

"Five minutes is already great!"

Chengcheng purposely flattered, "Thank you, Second Uncle. You’re so much better than Daddy..."

Li Jingtian, in a good mood, smiled with a deeper sinister curve to his lips. He took out his black phone and dialed.

"Put Shen Jiangqing on the phone."

The person on the other end quickly complied.

About two minutes later, Shen Jiangqing’s ecstatic voice came through.

"...Jingtian?!"

"Chengcheng has something to tell you."

Li Jingtian spoke indifferently and then handed the phone to Chengcheng.

"Mommy, I miss you so much. How’s your health? Is your heart condition getting better?"

To Chengcheng, his mommy was the only person he could truly trust.

She must stay safe...

Otherwise, he’d lose the last person he could rely on.

"Chengcheng, my son!!"

After so many days, hearing Chengcheng’s voice again, Shen Jiangqing sat up excitedly from her hospital bed, her eyes reddened.

"Don’t worry, Mommy is fine. For your sake, Mommy will take care of herself. What about you? Is anyone bullying you? Has that brat Doudou been bothering you again?"

Clearly, the incident of Doudou secretly recording still haunted Shen Jiangqing.

"Mommy, don’t worry. I hardly talk to that brat anymore and completely ignore her! No one at the mansion bullies me, but no one really cares about me either, except for Second Uncle..."

With Li Jingtian present, Chengcheng intentionally said some flattering words, hoping for more chances to call his mommy in the future.

"He treats me very well, often coming over to spend time with me and even taking me out to play."

Unlike his biological father, who only ever revolved around Ning Yichu and their group!

Shen Jiangqing paused in surprise. Li Jingtian might be cunning and cold-blooded, but he genuinely seemed to care for Chengcheng.

"Second Uncle is indeed a good person. If Chengcheng ever faces any difficulties, go to him for help..."

These resources were there to be used—otherwise, they’d be wasted.

"Mm-hmm."

Mother and son continued chatting for a while.

The phone eventually returned to Li Jingtian’s hand.

"Jingtian, is everything in Reykjavik taken care of?"

The situation with Doudou remained a thorn in Shen Jiangqing’s side, an unresolved issue that prevented her from finding peace.

As things stood, her life was already miserable enough—it couldn’t afford additional complications.

Thinking of that minor blunder, Li Jingtian’s dark eyes filled with murderous intent. "Almost."

"That’s good."

Shen Jiangqing exhaled in relief, then cautiously probed.

"Jingtian, now that Li Lingyang and the others are in Reykjavik, can you think of a way to get me out..."

She had grown utterly sick of this endless, miserable imprisonment.

Li Jingtian sneered, but with Chengcheng present, he refrained from making his words too cutting.

"In your current condition, where would you go after getting out? Besides, you have a heart condition. It’s better to stay in there and recover."

The Li Family would never accept her back!

Shen Jiangqing was unwilling to give up. "But Chengcheng is alone at the Li Mansion. I really can’t stop worrying..."

Was it truly for her son or herself? Li Jingtian knew the answer perfectly well.

"Enough. Li Lingyang’s people are still watching you. If we keep talking, they’ll notice. I’m hanging up."