My CEO Baby Daddy Keeps Falling for My Tricks
Chapter 117 Heartache Again_1

Chapter 117: 117 Heartache Again_1

So hungry... really hungry...

As Lin Haoran reached with both hands, Qin Muchuan’s hands loosened, dropping the deliciously wrapped crab into the trash can...

"Don’t..." Lin Haoran cried out in heartache.

Qin Muchuan completely ignored his son’s distress. "This is the price you pay for disobedience!"

He was so hungry, and his mom had just given him a crab which he never got to eat. Now, it’s the second time a whole crab appeared in front of him... The cooked crab was right at his lips; how could he bear watching it fly away just like that?

Lin Haoran lost control, tears rushing down his cheeks. "Wooo, you’re a bad daddy, bad daddy...You won’t even let me eat!"

With no concerns for his appearance, he sobbed loudly, rubbing his chubby cheeks, quickly streaking them with dark lines.

This was the first time Qin Muchuan saw his daughter shedding tears profusely. Tongtong had always been a little lady, not even vocal with her laughter, let alone crying.

Such behavior was a complete embarrassment, especially in the hotel’s corridor. This...shouldn’t have happened!

"I hate you, I hate you!" Lin Haoran roared, filled with resentment before running back to room 1309.

He didn’t have a shred of feelings for his dad. He pretended not to be exposed because he had to go back to his mother. He couldn’t let his dad bully his mother anymore!

Seeing his daughter being so rebellious, Qin Muchuan was at a loss.

Just like Xiao Qingcang often said, managing a business was easier than dealing with one’s children.

Now, he was experiencing exactly that.

It seemed that finding a mother for his child was of the utmost urgency.

.................

’Ranran’, fresh out of the bath, was sitting in a chair studying English on her iPad when the doorbell suddenly rang.

The ’ding dong ding dong’ sound was slightly loud, so Lin Xiangwan hurried to answer the door. It was Ni Shanshan standing outside, looking radiant in her glamorous clothes.

"Manager Lin, I was hoping to discuss the matter of our hotel hosting the Huatai project initiation ceremony this coming weekend" Ni Shanshan gestured with a white document bag in her hands, her manner that of a capable businesswoman.

She rarely needed to use documents in her work, but she liked to, treating it as a part of her image.

Xiangwan usually scoffed at the sight of Ni Shanshan, but this time she didn’t because she was puzzled. Why was Ni Shanshan still here?

"You want to talk to me?" Lin Xiangwan asked in confusion.

Ni Shanshan raised her cheeks arrogantly, her expression that of somebody who was entitled. "I am the public relations manager of the hotel, so it should be no problem for me to discuss this with you, right?"

Weren’t you supposed to leave the hotel? Lin Xiangwan felt the urge to shout it out loud.

Ni Shanshan laughed, her grin gleaming with triumph. "Lin Xiangwan, you didn’t seriously think I’d be kicked out of the hotel just because you said something to Song Yichen, did you? You’re overestimating yourself! Don’t forget, I’ve served the hotel for many years. Now..." She touched her stomach meaningfully. "I’m carrying Yichen’s baby. How could he even think to hurt me?"

Lin Xiangwan’s heart felt as though it were being cut apart, and she didn’t know how to react to the woman in front of her.

Even though she had already given up on Song Yichen completely and no longer loved him, she still wished that he could act ruthlessly towards Ni Shanshan. It would have brought her immense satisfaction even knowing that he still loved her and regretted losing her, despite how selfish and malicious this made her.

But the reality proved that she was completely wrong. It wasn’t Ni Shanshan whom Song Yichen was treating cruelly, but her.

Ni Shanshan was satisfied with the effect she had achieved. She’d cried, begging Song Yichen several times, making up different stories to justify her actions from that year and telling him she was carrying his child. Only after all that did he reluctantly agree to let her stay and not have her leave.

Then Ni Shanshan had washed her face, reapplied her makeup, and immediately came over to gloat in front of Lin Xiangwan.

As if trying to hurt Ni Shanshan was even remotely possible.

"Of course, if you don’t believe me, you can call Song Yichen and ask him whether what I’m saying is true?" Ni Shanshan added confidently.

Lin Xiangwan already had her phone in hand, dialing Song Yichen’s number. She dialed many times but there was no answer.

Unwilling to give up, she called again, a second time, a third, then a fourth...

Apparently realizing she wouldn’t give up until he took her call, he finally answered. "Wanwan..."

He started speaking apologetically, and Lin Xiangwan’s heart ached even more. She gritted her teeth and replied, "It doesn’t matter. You can like her without needing to explain yourself. You can do whatever makes you happy. As for her...if you want her to stay here, then I’ll leave!"

"No..." Song Yichen desperately tried to convince her over the phone. "No, Wanwan, let’s stick to our agreement: let’s separate our personal issues from our professional ones, okay? You can still stay and work here!"

Lin Xiangwan’s self-deprecating laughter rang out. "Yichen, are you feeling sorry for me?"

"No..."

Lin Xiangwan sighed heavily, filled with a deep sadness that was unbearably bitter, as if something was piercing through her heart. Heat fogged up her vision, making everything seem blurry. "Song Yichen, I think you should know that I never liked working in the Guest Room Department. If it weren’t for our deep bond over the years, I would have left the Sheraton long ago..."

Ni Shanshan, standing at the side and witnessing Xiangwan’s sadness, couldn’t help but revel in schadenfreude. "Manager Lin, do you really want to upset Song Yichen like this? He’s always been good to you these past years. You really shouldn’t let your personal issues affect your work!"

The last part of her words was obviously to curry favor with Song Yichen.

Lin Xiangwan was so angry that she lost her composure, glaring at Ni Shanshan. "I’m having a conversation with Song Yichen, it’s none of your business!"

She didn’t need Ni Shanshan to evaluate her feelings for Song Yichen. Ni Shanshan had no right to do so.

"Am I an outsider then? I’m the mother of his son!" Ni Shanshan countered, her expression even more victorious.

Lin Xiangwan mustered up the strength to suppress the searing pain in her heart and spoke to Song Yichen again. "I’ll leave the company as soon as possible!"

"You can’t!" Song Yichen, who had been on the phone the whole time, had finally arrived at Lin Xiangwan’s door, grabbing onto her wrist. "Wanwan, please don’t leave!"

He had already hurt her deeply. Even the slightest shred of self-respect she still had for him, he just handed it over to Ni Shanshan, giving her the opportunity to hurt Lin Xiangwan once more.

What was there to love about such a man? What was there left to give?