Mr.CEO Looks Exactly the Same as My Son!

Ling Haoyu stood about two or three meters behind her, watching her serious demeanor, and couldn’t help but smile...

"Why did you come here?"

Ye Xinluo’s hand shook while cutting the flower branches, nearly injuring herself from a moment’s inattention. She turned her head, somewhat fearfully looking at the man, "Why do you all walk so silently? I’m pregnant now; I can’t afford to be scared!"

Ling Haoyu shrugged, feeling innocent, "I made quite a noise when I came in. You were just thinking too intently, weren’t you?"

"Really?" She looked at him skeptically, not continuing the topic, "Where have you been these last couple of days? I haven’t seen you around."

Ling Haoyu’s expression turned serious as he replied, "I had some matters to handle."

These past few days, he has been staying at a hotel, almost finishing his business affairs. Truth be told, he really wants to live under the same roof as Ye Xinluo, but he’s afraid she might become suspicious, so he forcibly suppressed his eagerness.

"So, are they resolved?"

Ye Xinluo casually picked a topic to chat about, but Ling Haoyu wanted to spend more time with her, "Hmm, almost done. I have to go back in a couple of days."

"Oh, is that so?"

Ye Xinluo put down the scissors in her hand, having grown to find Ling Haoyu rather decent after spending some time together.

"Then, Mr. Ling, you should come over and hang out more when you have the chance." 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"Definitely." Ling Haoyu replied with a smile.

How can I possibly not come when you’re here?

"Can I discuss something with you? Could you not call me Mr. Ling? It sounds awkward. Why not just call me Brother, since I’m a few years older than you anyway?"

Ye Xinluo thought about it and also found the "Mr. Ling" title awkward, so she nodded, "Sure, Brother Ling!"

Ling Haoyu’s body trembled suddenly, his gaze fixed on her eyes, unable to return to his senses for a long time.

Linlin, how I wish you would sincerely call me "Brother," not "Brother Ling" with the surname attached.

A bitter smile arose at the corner of his lips, and he turned his head slightly, unwilling to let her see his disappointed emotions.

After chatting with Ye Xinluo in the flower room for a long time, it was the first time she felt he could be so amiable.

On the balcony of the second-floor bedroom, Beichen Rui leaned against the railing, standing there. His line of sight perfectly encompassed Ye Xinluo and them.

The fingers holding the teacup tightened again and again; his heart was somewhat conflicted.

Doesn’t know if, when the truth is revealed one day, Xinluo will blame me for deliberately hiding it from her...

He watched for a while longer as laughter occasionally drifted to his ears. He placed the teacup on the table and turned to enter the house.

When Ye Xinluo came in, Beichen Rui was holding and reading a book, couldn’t help but teasingly say, "I’m the one pregnant with the baby, why do I get the feeling you’re more nervous than I am?"

To this, Beichen Rui chuckled back, "Of course, I need to learn everything a bit, so we won’t be caught off guard when the time comes."

He is now reading about changing diapers and making baby formula after childbirth.

Sometimes, during his free time, he studies the renovation of the baby’s room in the study.

He plans to remodel a room on the floor where they live to use it as a nursery. It’s right next to Jingxi’s room. He has thought of many styles for the decor but hasn’t found a satisfactory one!

His intuition tells him that Ye Xinluo is pregnant with a daughter, so the researched decor styles are mostly ones favored by girls...