Yan Yu flatly denied it with complete confidence, making Jing Mocong so angry that the veins at his temples throbbed.
It was the first time anyone had infuriated him to this extent.
He had always been a man with a steady temperament.
“Yan Yu, I’ll ask you one last time. Are the children mine? Did the two of us five years ago…”
“No. Stop asking. My children are still here, and this isn’t an appropriate topic for young children to hear. Mr. Jing, nothing happened between us five years ago.”
“…Fine. If you say nothing happened, then nothing happened.”
Jing Mocong gazed deeply at Yan Yu and chose to follow her lead instead of pressing the matter further.
Although Yan Yu looked composed on the outside, she was actually panicking inside.
If Jing Mocong displayed the same imposing presence he had used when reprimanding the nanny that day, she probably would not have been able to keep up the act.
She had better leave as soon as possible.
“Yaoyao, Junjun, we’re going home.”
Yan Yu walked over, took both children by the hand, and prepared to leave.
“Wait.”
Jing Mocong’s tall figure stepped in front of her, blocking her path.
Yan Yu’s heart instantly leaped into her throat. Her beautiful, delicate face immediately turned fierce.
“What do you want now?”
Looking at her face, Jing Mocong’s Adam’s apple bobbed helplessly.
He had truly fallen for this little woman.
Even when she lost her temper with him, he still found her unbelievably adorable.
Jing Mocong bent down and scooped Junjun into his arms.
Junjun had been holding Mommy’s hand. When Daddy came over, he readily wrapped his arms around Daddy’s neck and let himself be carried away.
Yan Yu: ???
“I’ve become friends with your two children.”
“I’ve spent so much time playing with them that we’ve grown attached.”
“Before they go home, I’d like to have a private talk with them.”
“Yaoyao, Junjun, Uncle has prepared some more gifts for you upstairs. Come with me to get them.”
“After you’ve collected your gifts, you can go home with Mommy.”
Seeing that Jing Mocong had no intention of taking the children away, Yan Yu did not want to make a scene.
Besides, Jing Mocong already seemed to have stopped suspecting that the children were his.
If she reacted too strongly now, wouldn’t that only make him suspicious again?
Thinking of that, Yan Yu remained silent and allowed the twins to follow Jing Mocong upstairs.
Once they entered the room, Jing Mocong put Junjun down before reaching out to pick up Yaoyao.
“If Younger Brother gets a hug, then Big Sister should get one too.”
His equal treatment delighted the twins.
“Daddy, why do you keep calling yourself Uncle? You’re our Daddy.”
Sitting on Jing Mocong’s lap, Yan Shiyao asked in confusion.
Before Jing Mocong could answer, his son eagerly beat him to it.
“Because Mommy was mean to Daddy! Daddy got scared!”
Jing Mocong: “…”
“Daddy isn’t scared.”
“Daddy just realized that your Mommy doesn’t seem to want me to acknowledge you. I want to figure out why.”
Yan Shiyao thought about it for a moment before finally understanding what he meant.
She immediately slid off Jing Mocong’s lap, landed on the floor, and grabbed her younger brother’s hand.
The siblings deliberately kept about half a meter away from him.
Looking at Jing Mocong seriously, Yan Shiyao said, “Daddy, if you’re a bad person and Mommy doesn’t like you, then we don’t want to be with you either.”
Jing Mocong blinked.
“You little ungrateful one. Your Mommy has misunderstood me. I’m not a bad person.”
“Then why doesn’t Mommy want us to know you’re our Daddy?”
“That’s not something a little child like you can understand.”
“Just wait. Daddy will definitely make your Mommy like me. When that time comes, our family of four will finally be together.”
“But for now, don’t let Mommy know that you’ve already recognized me as your Daddy. Can you do that?”
The two little ones nodded obediently.
Jing Mocong smiled.
He then walked into the walk-in closet, took out several shopping bags, and packed the remaining toys inside.
“Here.”
“These are smartwatch phones. Daddy bought one for each of you.”
“I’ll teach you how to use them right now.”
“After you get home, use these watches to contact me.”
“But don’t tell Mommy.”
Jing Mocong began demonstrating how to make phone calls with the watches.
He had expected to spend quite a while teaching them.
Instead, after watching his demonstration only once, both children had already mastered it.
“Daddy, Younger Brother and I aren’t stupid. We can read the instruction manual.”
Yan Shiyao spoke matter-of-factly.
Jing Mocong laughed.
“So clever. You can even understand the instruction manual.”
Just as expected.
His genes truly were extraordinary.
After that, the three of them huddled together, whispering about all sorts of things before finally opening the door and walking out.
Standing at the doorway, Jing Mocong hugged the twins tightly, reluctant to let them go.
“Just wait.”
“It won’t be long before Daddy brings you and Mommy here to live with me.”
“Okay! Daddy, hurry!”
Yan Shijun already loved living in such a big house.
Smiling, Jing Mocong lightly scraped Junjun’s perky nose with his finger before carrying both children downstairs.
Sitting on the living room sofa, Yan Yu looked up toward the staircase.
She saw Jing Mocong effortlessly carrying both children while each child held two shopping bags.
The bags were probably filled with the toys he had mentioned.
Yan Yu’s feelings became rather complicated.
Was this the power of blood ties?
The three of them had gotten along so well.
In her eyes, Jing Mocong had always been an untouchable man with immense power and status.
Yet he was so gentle with the children.
But he was secretly in love with a married woman and even had a fiancée.
The moment that thought crossed her mind, Yan Yu suppressed every unnecessary emotion.
She took the bags from the children’s hands, held one child with each hand, and walked out of the villa.
Although the twins obediently followed Mommy, they could not help looking back at Jing Mocong, waving their little hands at him.
Watching the mother and her two children leave, loneliness swept through Jing Mocong’s heart.
Only when the two little treasures turned back to wave goodbye did warmth return to his once-cold heart.
Steward Jiang, who had quietly remained invisible while observing everything, walked over to Jing Mocong.
“Sir, what exactly happened? Why does the children’s mother treat you so badly?”
The corner of Jing Mocong’s mouth twitched.
“When we separated five years ago… things ended rather unpleasantly.”
He regretted it deeply.
Five years ago, at the hospital, he had spoken such harsh words to Yan Yu.
Now look what had happened.
She truly wanted nothing to do with him.
She had even given birth to his children and raised them without ever letting him know.
Steward Jiang had no idea what had happened between them.
Based on what he had just witnessed, he looked at Jing Mocong sympathetically.
“Sir, that young lady even gave birth to your children, yet she still won’t acknowledge you.”
“It looks like you’re about to enter the classic ‘crematorium wife-chasing’ phase.”
Jing Mocong stared at the elderly steward in surprise.
“At your age, you even know trendy internet slang like ‘crematorium wife-chasing’?”
Steward Jiang looked rather pleased with himself.
“I listen to audiobooks on my phone whenever I’m resting.”
“I’ve heard expressions like ‘Baby, don’t run’ and ‘Domineering CEO’s Crematorium Wife-Chasing.'”
“I think that phrase suits you perfectly, Sir.”
Jing Mocong: “…”
…
After returning home with the children, Yan Yu did not forget the punishment she had promised them.
She ordered the two little ones to stand facing the wall and reflect on their mistakes.
She placed all the gifts Jing Mocong had given them in their bedroom without touching them.
After all, they belonged to the children.
Then she gave each of them a smack on the bottom.
“From now on, you’re not allowed to spend time with that strange uncle anymore.”
“You’re children. You should be playing with kids your own age.”
Yan Shijun pouted.
“Mommy, he isn’t a strange uncle. He’s a super handsome guy!”
The corners of Yan Yu’s lips twitched.
Her first instinct was to retort, Handsome my foot.
But the image of Jing Mocong’s extraordinarily handsome face flashed through her mind, and she could not bring herself to say it.
“Oh, right.”
“The security guard said you left a message for me saying you’d gone to find your father.”
“Why did you say something like that?”
Suspicion slowly crept into Yan Yu’s heart.
“Don’t tell me… you’ve started suspecting that this Mr. Jing is your father?”