Please Be Gentle, Ex-husband

"President, hurry up and look." Liao Feng rushed into the office with a laptop, put it directly in front of the man who was busily dealing with documents.

The computer screen showed a group of media surrounding various exits of the airport, and the video title was striking: "The ex-wife of Beijing City Empire President Xie Jue will return with her son...".

Ex-wife? Returning with a son?

The man, who was bent over, involuntarily raised the corner of his mouth.

For five years, he has known where she was and that she had a child, but it was only today that he found out the child was his.

"President, it's the little president." The child's appearance was exactly like the man in front of him. If they weren't father and son, who would believe it?

Xie Jue raised his head, but his eyes still remained on the computer screen. Because next to the big title of the video, there was a blown-up photo of Gu Ninglin and their son.

"I'm not blind." Gu Ninglin, do you think so little of me that you don't even want to say another word to me? Even when you were pregnant, you didn't want to tell me the child was mine? You let me misunderstand?

"President, the media is making such a big noise..." Liao Feng's words stopped halfway, he knew that the man in front of him could understand.

"Go to the airport." Xie Jue knew that the video was live, and the mother and son were likely to be trapped in the airport for a while.

The snow was about to fall, and he remembered that the woman was afraid of cold.

More importantly, he knew that this time Gu Ninglin returned with her son, many people would see her as a thorn in their eyes and flesh.

"Yes."

The winter in Beijing was as cold as in Europe.

When Gu Ninglin led her son out of the plane, she breathed in the familiar air, looked at the snowflakes falling from the sky, and took a few deep breaths. Lowering her head, she smiled at her son and walked down the plane.

Fortunately, the flight was on time, or they would have had to return. After all, the harsh weather was not suitable for flying.

No matter what, she was back.

In the airport, the media who had received the news early had already surrounded all the exits. They were waiting for Gu Ninglin and her son.

"I didn't expect our mother and son to be so newsworthy." Gu Ninglin looked at the reporters surrounding the exit, and she could only smile bitterly.

Her news value was simply being the ex-wife of Xie Jue.

"Mom, if you don't want to see these people, I can dig a tunnel to get out." The child, who was holding Gu Ninglin's hand, looked up at his mother and said.

"Son, this is not Europe..." nor is it our home. If they dared to randomly dig, they might as well eat and sleep for free in the future. Yeah, they would have plenty of free prison food.

"This is Xie Jue's territory. Mom, I know." Gu Zicheng, a child under five years old, had already been taken out of the normal track by the abnormal people in Europe.

"He is your father..." Gu Ninglin's tone was bleak. Because she didn't know if Xie Jue would recognize this son in his heart.

"Did you finally realize that I'm the father of the child?" The cold words came from behind Gu Ninglin. Apart from the coldness, there was a trace of anger.

However, for a long time, Gu Ninglin didn't dare to turn around.

"Mom, there's a man who looks a lot like me but smells terrible, and it seems like he's talking to you." Gu Zicheng pulled his mother's hand, oh no, it's cold now, and his mother's hands have already become cold.

He knows that his mother is sad, and before he came back, he promised Uncle Ouyang to protect his mother. So, well, he'll go and grab a pair of gloves first.

Gu Ninglin listened to her son's words, and she knew that she couldn't pretend not to have heard them.

Taking a deep breath, she slowly turned around.

"Long time no see." What else could she say? Faced with the man she had thought about for over five years, she could only rely on this seemingly irrelevant sentence to support her last bit of dignity.

She didn't need to ask how he got in,