C10 Free Love

"Mommy, do you like Uncle Li? I really think you're a good match for him! "

Ning Xia was really speechless at this. Perhaps in the eyes of this little guy, as long as it was a man, he would be the perfect match for her.

"Yao Yao, Uncle Li already has a girlfriend. It's impossible for Mommy to meet him. Furthermore, we won't meet again in the future, so you'd better not have any ideas about him. Mommy is begging you."

Ning Xia put her hands together and showed a pitiful and delicate expression.

"Alright then." Yao Yao sighed in his heart. It wasn't easy to find a suitable candidate, but Mommy wasn't interested in him.

Sigh!

Why is it so hard for adults these days to fall in love? If Mommy doesn't marry now, she'll be a leftover girl in her old age. Will she be mocked by others?

Being a baby, how heartbreaking!

If Ning Xia knew what her son was thinking at this moment, she would definitely spurt out a mouthful of blood and fall to the ground, dead.

"Alright, let's not think about it anymore. Dinner, quickly go take a shower and sleep. Tomorrow, Mommy will go to the company. In the afternoon, I will take you to see a new school. We still have a lot of things to do, so today we have to turn off the lights and rest early. No one is allowed to act shamelessly!"

"Oh." Yao Yao didn't say anything. Instead, she lowered her head and started munching.

Since two years ago, Yao Yao had been enthusiastically introducing her to a boyfriend. Ning Xia thought it was probably because the little guy lacked fatherly love and longed for a father that he was like this.

On this trip home, Ning Xia was looking for Yao Yao's father. The man who had abandoned her in the legend.

She wasn't interested in the emotional entanglement she had felt back then. She only hoped that that man would give her a normal fatherly love, and let her get to know her own father.

It was just that she had lost her memory. She did not have any information regarding that man. She did not know his name or what he looked like.

She only knew that she had lived here for five years and that she was pregnant in this city, so she could only return here to search.

On the other side of the city.

In a European style castle.

Li Hanting's tall and straight figure stood in front of the French window, looking down at the undulating black mountain line. His thin lips slightly pursed, and his handsome face reflected a noble light on the glass.

"The buckle."

"Come in." Li Hanshuang replied without turning his head back.

"Young Master Li, the information you wanted has been obtained." The door to the study room was pushed open as Qin Feng respectfully handed over the documents.

Li Hanting turned around, grabbed the document, and flipped through it. Glancing at the contents on it, his heroic eyebrows gradually knitted together.

Name: Ningxia

Gender: Female

Height: 165cm

Occupation: Fashion Designer

The following pages were filled with information about Ning Xia's life in the past few years. She appeared in the public eye five years ago and rose to prominence in a fashion design competition. In the next two years, she became the famous' Ghost Hand 'in European and American fashion circles.

Five years...

It just happened to coincide with Lin Ruo's departure! Will you...

However, the information that followed completely negated Li Hanting's thoughts, because it said that Ning Xia had parents, and she also had a brother. They were all Chinese people and owned a business.

Lin Ruo was a pianist.

Ning Xia, a fashion designer.

These were two completely different jobs.

But could it really just be a coincidence that these two people, who seemed to be inconsequential to each other, could give him such a familiar feeling?

There was a dark whirlpool in Li Hanting's eyes that was filled with confusion and disappointment. It was like a bottomless cold pond that made people feel intimidated upon looking at it.

"Young Master Li, this subordinate has been blabbering too much. Have you fallen for this Miss Ning?"

The last time Qin Feng had met Li Hanting, he had asked him to look up a woman's information. It was at the concert seven years ago that Li Hanting had first seen Lin Ruo.

"Why?" Li Hanting's train of thoughts was interrupted as he glanced at Qin Lie expressionlessly, "No way?"

"No, this subordinate only feels that … "Miss Ning is a single mother, not suitable for your identity."

Qin Feng originally thought that Ning Xia was just a small designer. He didn't expect her to be the famous Ghost Hand Tiffany.

But even if she was successful in the fashion industry, if her identity as a single mother were to appear by Young Master Li's side, it would only bring criticism to Young Master Li.

"This isn't perfect. This means that she doesn't have a partner and can freely fall in love." Li Hanting's casual attitude did not seem to care about Ning Xia's complicated identity.

Qin Feng was startled, "Young Master Li, you … For real? "

"Why is there no information about her ex-boyfriend here?" Li Hanting frowned and ignored him.

Qin Feng was stunned as he hurriedly replied, "Time is of the essence. This part has not been investigated, but this subordinate feels that a man who can abandon a woman and a child is nothing. There's no need to spend time to investigate."

Li Hanting glanced at him meaningfully, "Didn't you just say that you despised her identity as a single mother, and now you're speaking up for her?"

"Young Master Li, this kind of thing happens when you're in one place. I am afraid she will bring you trouble, but that does not prevent me from sympathizing with her. " Qin Feng explained in all seriousness to cover up his embarrassment.

"Enough." Li Hanke waved his hand, "You talk a little too much today."

This was his intention. Qin Feng was well aware of Li Hanting's temper, so he didn't dare to say anything else and quietly retreated.

Inside the room, Li Hanting flipped through the information in his hands as his eyes grew more and more profound.

As his gaze fell on the name of the hotel that Ning Xia was currently staying at, a sharp light flashed in the man's eyes.