Chapter 10: Raising Your Child for No Reason at All

"Then..." Dongfang She's sharp gaze landed on Fire, and he asked thoughtfully, "Who is his mother?"

Yu Jin's eyelids twitched. Nonsense, obviously it's me! Are his eyes failing him? Can't he see the resemblance?

"Auntie, let's leave quickly. My clothes are soaking wet, and my hand is injured," the little darling’s pitiful voice broke the awkward silence. He tugged at her hand, eager to leave. Looking into his eyes, Yu Jin was suddenly stunned.

How did the baby's eyes turn black?

No wonder Dongfang She didn't recognize him! If he had seen those emerald eyes of Fire's, he would have known the boy was his own flesh and blood without needing a DNA test!

Beside them, Mu Keqing, perhaps driven by some inexplicable impulse, found the woman inexplicably grating. Without a word, she extended her foot and, catching Yu Jin off guard, tripped her.

Yu Jin was caught completely unprepared. Just as she braced herself to hit the cold marble floor, her waist was suddenly tightened. Instead of the expected impact, she found herself held in a warm embrace. The aggressive scent of men's cologne made her eyes snap open, and she found herself staring directly into Dongfang She’s bewitching green eyes.

For a moment, her heart seemed to stop beating.

Yu Jin stared blankly at the man in front of her. Six years had passed, and his striking aura remained undiminished. But... what did that have to do with her? If he knew who she was, he would absolutely tear her to pieces!

Yu Jin fiercely shook the stray thoughts from her head, offered him a polite smile, and pulled herself from his embrace. "Thank you. Fire, let's go!"

"Goodbye, Uncle and Auntie!" Fire waved at Dongfang She. As his gaze swept over Mu Keqing, it turned instantly gloomy. He had seen her little trick just now; he would never forgive anyone who dared to hurt his mommy!

Dongfang She stood frozen on the spot, unable to snap out of his daze even after their figures had vanished.

"She?" Mu Keqing tentatively shook his arm. Dongfang She turned his head abruptly, his cold eyes chilling to the bone.

"Keqing, tell me, could that little boy have been my son?"

Mu Keqing’s expression stiffened, and she quickly lied, "How could that be? Your eyes are the most noble and rare; that little boy clearly isn't of mixed heritage, so how could he be yours? Besides, you always take precautions. It's impossible; it’s just a slight resemblance."

Hearing this, Dongfang She narrowed his captivating eyes thoughtfully. His ink-green irises were calm and ripple-free, yet they seemed to harbor a hidden emotion no one could decipher.

He had always taken precautions, except for that one time six years ago. The memory of that woman was so intoxicating that he had completely lost himself, losing a fortune in the process.

"She, stop overthinking it. If anyone in this world had given birth to your child, I’m sure they would have been hounding you for status long ago. Who would raise a child for you for no reason?"

What Mu Keqing said made sense. Every girlfriend Dongfang She had dated since then had been after his wealth or his looks. If there had truly been a child, the mother would have surely resorted to crying, making a scene, and hanging herself to get what she wanted!

"She, we should head to the banquet." Mu Keqing softened her voice, her small hand tracing a circle on his chest as if she had forgotten all the unpleasantness from just a moment ago.

Dongfang She’s green eyes narrowed. He suddenly pulled her slender waist toward him and whispered into her ear, "Is this look of yours a test of my self-control?"

Mu Keqing looked down, only then noticing that her collar had been torn at some point, revealing a large portion of her round bust. She blushed, rubbed against him coyly, and pouted, "Why don't we go to my place first so I can change?"

A smile curled at the corners of Dongfang She’s lips, elegant and refined. "Very well."