Chapter 122 - Subconsciously Jealous (2)

Unfortunately, that happiness did not last for long. The cold gaze that shot at him caused him to shudder. He felt that his back was about to be poked full of holes by that knife-like gaze.

Xia Zhetao's smile froze, and he laughed dryly, "Alright."

Zhao Youlin nodded and gave him a polite smile.

Now, Xia Zhetao felt as if his entire back was being cut, and it hurt so much that he wanted to die.

'Former Mrs. President, even though I'm touched by the kindness you showed me, I'm a man who hasn't gotten himself a wife! I don't want to die under my president's jealous gaze, those eyes can kill! Please, spare me!'

Xia Zhetao stopped in front of the cake shop Zhao Youlin mentioned. Zhao Youlin went to open the door, intending to bring Joy down, but the person behind her spoke once more, "Sit, Zhetao will buy it."

He was still as reticent as ever, and he still spoke in a tone that brooked no argument.

Zhao Youlin's movements paused for a moment, and she instinctively rejected the offer. "Don't need to. I can buy it myself."

Mu Tingfeng cast a faint gaze at Zhao Youlin. He said, "You… have money?"

"…"

Mu Tingfeng's words hit where it hurt. She had to admit, Zhao Youlin really did not have money right now. She had left in a hurry just now, and the handbag she brought for the banquet had been left in Duan Yarong's house.

Right now, she was really penniless. Even if she left the car, she would be unable to call for a cab to go home.

During the moment Zhao Youlin hesitated, Xia Zhetao interjected in a panic and said, "It's fine, I'll go. Ms. Zhao, you're carrying your son, so it won't be convenient for you."

The atmosphere in the car was just bizarre. Now, there was a legit reason for him to go out and get some fresh air, so how in the world would he miss it?

Since Xia Zhetao said that, Zhao Youlin did not insist anymore. She smiled and said, "Thank you, Mr. Xia."

Zhao Youlin's polite words once again successfully brought trouble to Xia Zhetao. Xia Zhetao laughed dryly, quickly unbuckled his seatbelt, and charged out as if he were escaping. He was worried that if he were a little slower, he would be cut into pieces by someone who thought that this entire situation was unfair!

Once Xia Zhetao left, only the two adults and the child were left in the car. The atmosphere instantly became really delicate and tricksy.

Mu Tingfeng had always been a man of few words. Zhao Youlin also did not want to cause trouble to herself by talking to the ex-husband with whom she had just cut all ties not too long ago.

The car instantly became silent, causing Joy to squirm a little because he was not used to it. The boy had always been a little active and sensitive to emotions. When he felt that the atmosphere in the car had become rather delicate, his first reaction was to naturally search for the person he was closest with.

"Mom…" Joy hugged Zhao Youlin's neck like a little koala and called out to her softly.

Zhao Youlin seemed to be able to tell that Joy was feeling uneasy. A thought rose in her mind, and she drew close to Joy's ear to whisper something to him.

Joy's eyes lit up a little, and he giggled. Then, he drew close to Zhao Youlin's ear and whispered something back to her.

The mother-son pair whispered to each other in front of Mu Tingfeng, and sometimes, he could even hear the boy's pleasant chuckles.

This was originally supposed to be a harmonious scene, but in Mu Tingfeng's eyes, it was, for some reason, an eyesore.

This woman always smiled at children, Xia Zhetao, and strangers she did not know. She was also gentle to them, so why was she always so cold toward him?

It was especially now, as he watched the two of them play with and whisper to each other but found that he could not join the conversation, Mu Tingfeng felt an indescribably unpleasant emotion in his heart.

One of them was his ex, and the other was his son, someone who had half of his genes, but he did not have a place beside him. He… just could not join them.

After Xia Zhetao finished buying the fruitcake his young master ordered, he hesitated for a while outside before he summoned his courage to return to the car.

The moment he entered the car, the atmosphere was so dreary and he nearly shuddered.

'What… What's going on?! I've just left for a few minutes, but the president looks even unhappier than before!'

With a heart thundering with fear, Xia Zhetao returned to the driver's seat and handed the cake in his hands to Zhao Youlin.

Zhao Youlin did not seem to have noticed the dreary atmosphere in the car. She took over the cake from Xia Zhetao, took one spoonful of it, and stuffed it into Joy's mouth.

Joy eagerly ate it. His eyes lit up. While he chewed, he stared at the remaining cake in Zhao Youlin's hands. He looked really cute while he was asking to be fed.

Zhao Youlin giggled and asked softly, "Does it taste good?"

"Yeah." Joy nodded like a hamster. With wide eyes, he stared at the cake in Zhao Youlin's hands.

"If it tastes good, what should you say to Mr. Xia, Joy?"

Joy was stunned. Then, he remembered something. He turned around and gave Xia Zhetao a sweet smile. "Thank you, Mr. Xia."

Whoosh…

Xia Zhetao felt an arrow with a love-shaped tip strike his heart when he saw the boy's clean and gentle smile. His heart had practically melted on the spot.

'There's no way my president's son can be this cute. He's completely different than the president! When I look at the president's son, I suddenly have the urge to hurry up and look for a wife so that I can have my own children. What should I do?'

Xia Zhetao did not remain agitated for long. The ever-present cold gaze behind him moved to his back again, and he shuddered. He said awkwardly, "You don't have to thank me. It's my pleasure to be able to serve such a cute child."

'Oh no… It's really torturing to have a boss who is so petty and so prone to jealousy!'

The mother-son pair did not notice the underlying storm between the two men in the car. When they heard Xia Zhetao praising Joy for being cute, Zhao Youlin and Joy gave him friendly smiles once more.

The former felt proud and happy that someone praised her son for being cute, and the latter was just happy for being praised.

Hence, Xia Zhetao felt that the gaze on his back intensifying. This feeling of pain and pleasure made his stomach hurt, what should he do?!

Joy's thanks was returned, and he was also praised. So he turned and stared at Zhao Youlin, looking adorable as he asked for praise.

Zhao Youlin smiled while patting his head. She generously praised him, "Good boy, Joy. Do you still want to eat?"

"Yup!"

Zhao Youlin fed him a few more bites before Joy suddenly grabbed her hand and said with clear eyes, "Mom, you eat too."

Zhao Youlin was stunned. If Joy had not said anything, she would not have felt any hunger. Just now, during the banquet, she did not have any time to eat. Now, she was indeed a little hungry. Fortunately, the cake Xia Zhetao bought was big enough, and Joy should not be able to finish it alone…

"Alright, I'll eat too."

"Okay!"

The mother-son pair ignored everyone else and fed each other. They completely ignored the two people who also did not eat anything during the banquet just now. They also ignored the increasingly complicated gaze on them as a certain someone watched their interaction.