Yan Hua stares at him for a while, making sure he doesn't lack arms or legs. She who has been anxious for several days suddenly quiets down.

"Coming back?" She asks with a smile.

Lang Ruoxian comes back, being fatigued with the journey, but sees Fei Shan who is an eyesore. He is unhappy and looks unhappy. But when he sees Yan Hua's smiling face, there is a tender feeling flowing from the viscera into his heart softly and densely, and he feels better in an instant.

"I'm back." He also smiles. "I'm hungry."

Yan Hua stares blankly for a moment. Why does she have a feeling to see a big dog wagging its tail at her, wronged and pathetic?

"I have recently learned to make noodles mixed with scallion, oil and soy sauce. How about making a bowl of the noodle for you?"

Lang Ruoxian boldly and resolutely sits down opposite to Fei Shan as if he has not seen Fei Shan there. "OK."

"Mr. Lang, you don't look like being kidnapped at all..." Fei Shan carelessly greets him while taking the coffee from the small square table beside him. "Freshly brewed coffee. Would you like a cup?"

Lang Ruoxian glances at him. "Don't touch anything in our house casually."

"Now... This is my girlfriend's house." Fei Shan shrugs. "Mr. Lang, what is your ident.i.ty?"

"My ident.i.ty is Gungun's father." Lang Ruoxian says shamelessly.

Fei Shan is stunned by his shameless behavior and pauses before he says, "If I remember correctly, Gungun is the son of your cousin who is from the second branch of Lang Family!"

"We have kins.h.i.+p. We look the same. Naturally, I am his father." Lang Ruoxian faintly smiles. "As for you, an outsider, even the current status of the gossip boyfriend is fake."

Lang Ruoxian looks at the kitchen and Yan Hua has already filled the noodle into a bowl.

"Fei Shan, I look down upon such despicable means as you used Yan Hua's compa.s.sion to make her pretend to be your girlfriend." Lang Ruoxian lowers his voice. "I tell you, unless I die, Yan Hua can only be a member of Lang Family."

Yan Hua comes up with the noodle bowl in her hand at this moment. "Oh, Fei Shan, would you like to eat noodles, too? I forgot you and cooked only a bowl."

"I'm not hungry." Fei Shan gives Lang Ruoxian a cold look, then he smiles at Yan Hua and stands up. "I'll go back first. If they want to take your shot tomorrow, I'll call you in advance."

Yan Hua sends him to the door. "Sorry to affect your shooting."

"No, you originally partic.i.p.ated because of me."

The light of the sitting room has coated Yan Hua with a layer of soft color, and her gorgeous facial features appear more gentle. The night wind blows the flyaway hairs in front of her forehead. Fei Shan raises his hand but takes his hand back halfway.

"Go to bed early! Good night."

Yan Hua returns to the sitting room. And Lang Ruoxian is leisurely eating noodles. Yan Hua just finds the deep tiredness in his eyes.

"Are you okay?" Having poured a gla.s.s of water for him, Yan Hua sits down and asks, "I learned it from Fei Ying, and Gungun loves to eat it."

Lang Ruoxian suddenly slurps and devours the noodle for several times and then says, "I also like eating it very much. This will be my favorite food in the future."

"It seems that you are really okay." Yan Hua smiles, "Eat, and go back to have a rest early after eating."

After finis.h.i.+ng eating, Lang Ruoxian goes to the kitchen to wash the bowl. He cleans his hands and comes out. "I want to go upstairs to see Gungun."

"Okay."

Gungun curls up in the quilt, like a small ball, with his small head exposed. Lang Ruoxian sitting on the bed to look at him for a while, suddenly says.

"When I knew I was kidnapped, my first thought was that I must come back alive."

Yan Hua stands beside him, looks at the man's handsome side face and nods. "I know you will come back, for you can't give up so easily."

"No." Lang Ruoxian turns to look at her. "At that moment, all I could think about was you and Gungun. If I died, who would take care of you? What if someone would bully you? What if Gungun would call another man father?"

Lang Ruoxian silently grabs Yan Hua's hand. "I even didn't dare to continue thinking about that. So I must come back alive. Hua..." He puts Yan Hua's hand over his heart.

"It only beats for you. If you let me live, I will live. If you let me die, I will die." What Lang Ruoxian says reaches Yan Hua's ear word by word. Under her palm, there is a heart beating.

"You took that step bravely, but my relations.h.i.+p with Qiang Di made you flinch again. Did you know how angry I was when I heard that you had promised to accompany Fei Shan to act in the play?"

Yan Hua glances at the man's deep eyes. "So you went abroad angrily."

"I thought I was angry with you." Lang Ruoxian's eyes are focused and there is only Yan Hua inside his pupils. "Later I found out that I was afraid. I was afraid that you would really fall in love after starting it as a joke with Fei Shan. I was afraid that you would find him better than me when you got along well."

"No..." Yan Hua blurts out, then she is somewhat angry and wants to push the man away.

Lang Ruoxian laughs in a low voice and grabs her hand to keep her from moving. "I was going to the airport when I was kidnapped. I wanted to come back. I would be by your side no matter what you wanted to do."

"Hua." Lang Ruoxian suddenly stands up and holds her tightly in his arms. "Give me a little more time and I'll tell you everything. No matter what secrets there are, I hope you believe my love for you."

"I love you. No matter what my ident.i.ty is, it will not change the fact that I love you."

Yan Hua originally wants to struggle, but the man's words sound like a midnight cello melody in her ear. She knows she shouldn't listen, but she can't help hearing. She even wants to be intoxicated with it. She feels like her heart soaking in warm water and then the warmth flows to all parts of her body.

"I am now Fei Shan's girlfriend, you... you should pay attention to influence in public occasions." At last she hits the man on the shoulder twice, deliberately saying in a casual tone.

Lang Ruoxian looks down at her. "Then I don't need to pay attention to it in private occasions, do I?"

As he speaks, he kisses her. The hot breath of Lang Ruoxian is intertwined with her breath. At the thought of that dream, she is thinking of the panic when she dreams that something has happened to Lang Ruoxian. Yan Hua slowly closes her eyes.

She likes him... She must like him. Forget it. They will talk about the future later!

"Uncle?" A small voice suddenly sounds in the room.

Yan Hua quickly pushes Lang Ruoxian away. Lang Ruoxian loses his footing and sits down on the bed suddenly.

"Uncle!" A small meatball rushes into his arms.

Lang Ruoxian digs out the meatball from his arms and lets Gungun sit on his thighs. "Gungun, I'm back."

"Wow..." Gungun stares at Lang Ruoxian and then hugs him.

Lang Ruoxian raises his eyebrows and looks at Yan Hua. Yan Hua blushes and looks more beautiful as if she were in heat, flirting with someone.

"He dreamed that you had gone, and he was left behind." Yan Hua glares at Lang Ruoxian and turns into the bathroom.

Lang Ruoxian smiles, with his forehead against Gungun's forehead. "I will not leave Gungun. I promise."

"Forever... Never? Don't leave Mommy, either," says Gungun, sobbing.

"OK." Lang Ruoxian is about to say that all three of them will be together in this life when he hears the naughty child say.

"Later, Uncle Fei Shan will also live in and we will all be together!"

Lang Ruoxian is speechless.

Yan Hua happens to come out to hear it and laughs out loud. "All right. You know what time it is. Go to bed quickly."

Lang Ruoxian endures the urge to beat the naughty child and tucks him back into his quilt. "Go to sleep and I'll take you out to play in a few days."

Children wake up in the middle of the night are not very awake. Gungun falls asleep almost in seconds. Lang Ruoxian takes Yan Hua's hand when going downstairs. Yan Hua pulls twice but fails pulling it out, and has to let him take her hand.

"I have to pretend to be Fei Shan's girlfriend. Do you remember not to screw it up?" Yan Hua reminds Lang Ruoxian, "Even if you don't care about him, you have to think about me."

If people know what Lang Ruoxian does to her, or the gossip about them is spread out, they will not scold the two men but Yan Hua.

Lang Ruoxian naturally thinks of this, so he holds her and says in a m.u.f.fled voice. "Then you will not smile at him, nor let him touch you, nor make noodles for him, nor make tea or coffee."

"How do I think you become childish after the kidnapping..." Yan Hua squints at him.

Lang Ruoxian doesn't say a word and finally sighs and walks to the door. "I will pay attention and come over every evening."

"What are you going to do?" Yan Hua asks.

Knowing that she is talking about Lang Li, Lang Ruoxian pinches her face. "Don't worry. I will handle it."

Yan Hua stares at him. "You are not Lang Li's son. Who are you?"

.".." Lang Ruoxian knows that she has long suspected. This time she is completely sure.

His eyes suddenly light up. He approaches her and says, "I am really not his son, but I am related to him by blood. You guess my ident.i.ty!"

Yan Hua is surprised and faces the man's playful eyes. "Hum. Good night."

"Good night!" Lang Ruoxian takes the opportunity to kiss her and opens the door to run away.

It is late into the night. Lang Ruoxian is lying on the bed after taking a bath and drying his hair. He smiles at the thought of Yan Hua's words to say him childish.

He also feels himself childish, but no one can understand how he felt when he was kidnapped. At that moment he didn't think about the hatred or resentment but only Yan Hua. The fear of never seeing her again was magnified.

As long as Yan Hua loves him and stays with him, he doesn't care whether he appears cheeky or childish.

"Beep!" A text message comes in, which is from Xiaokai.

"Young Master, that man is Lang Li. We have found that the one in the house is fake. Someone has pretended to be him. The real Lang Li has just returned from the airport."

It's almost what he has guessed. Lang Ruoxian keys in a few words to reply, and then closes his eyes. He plans to return to the countryside tomorrow. After all, Lang Cha is waiting to see him. Lang Li also probably knows it, so he comes back overnight...

In addition, Lang Ruoxian has another important thing to do.

"Grandpa." The next afternoon, Lang Ruoxian stands in front of Lang Cha.

Lang Cha coughs a few times and doesn't look very good.

"Grandpa, are you ill?" Lang Ruoxian hurriedly brings water for him.

Lang Cha pushes the gla.s.s aside and coughs a few more times. When he breathes smoothly, he slowly opens his mouth, "I'm old. I can't find out the truth about Deng Jingjing's death."

"Leave it to me and I'll investigate it as soon as possible." Lang Ruoxian says, "Don't worry about it. You must be careful of your health."

Lang Cha looks at him and sighs. "Go upstairs to meet your father... Deng Jingjing's death seems to have hit him hard. He has refused to go downstairs for two days and has eaten very little food. You go to persuade him."