She hadnât seen him in years, and the manâs facial features were more defined than before. He also looked more mature, and she could feel his masculine charm.
Ada felt her heart pound, and tears welled up in her eyes.
She wanted to say everything, but it wasnât the time yet.
Why was he here? Was it for Ye Shengge?
Did... care a lot for that woman? He had even helped her get an audition chance for Chen Anzhiâs new movie?
Ada couldnât help wondering if it was because of her that he cared about her.
Her heart sank.
However, the man seemed to notice someone staring at him, and he glanced over.
Ada immediately shrank back, only to find her son Ling Yunzheng staring at her.
âWhy are you crying, mom?â the boy asked.
Ada squatted in front of her, stroked her sonâs face and said, âLittle Zheng, havenât you always been asking me for your father? Your father is outside.â
The boyâs eyes widened.
âDo you... want to see him?â Adaâs eyes shimmered.
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Ji Shiting had always been the center of attention, so he usually ignored most gazes on him.
But today, a burning gaze today made him uneasy. But when he looked over, he only saw coattails.
His eyes dimmed.
Was it her?
He didnât care whether she returned. However, he couldnât tolerate her harassing Shengge.
But since the woman didnât want to show up, Ji Shiting wasnât interested in pursuing it. However, he was already prepared and wouldnât give her any chance.
Ji Shiting looked away, but caught sight of a small figure a moment later.
He raised an eyebrow as he saw a little boy walking over.
The boy stopped about two meters away from him and looked up towards Ji Shiting with his mouth agape.
Ji Shiting narrowed his eyes.
The boy immediately lowered his head.
Xiao Zheng felt wronged. That man wasnât his father.
Ji Shiting wasnât surprised by the childâs appearance. After all, there were several lounge rooms side by side and they were all occupied by staff members. The boy was most likely the child of one of the staff members, so Ji Shiting couldnât be bothered with him as long as the child left him alone.
At this moment, Ye Shengge rushed out with an excited smile on her face. She wanted to throw herself into Ji Shitingâs arms, but she saw the boy.
âLittle Zheng?â She smiled and pinched his face. âWhy are you here alone? Whereâs your mom?â
Little Zheng stared at her for a while, then he turned around and ran back.
Ye Shengge watched the boy leave, and Ji Shiting grabbed her wrist and pulled her into an embrace.
âDo you know this kid?â He sounded upset.
âThat kid plays my son in the series. His mother is the assistant director I told you about!â Ye Shengge explained. âThe boy probably found you interesting.â
Ji Shiting raised an eyebrow and said, âThat coincidental?â
Ye Shengge nodded and said, âThatâs right. A coincidence indeed.â
Ji Shitingâs eyes dimmed. If Ada was really Ling Yutong, then could that boy be Ling Yutongâs son?