A man says it does not matter, but deep down he really cares about this, and women need to know

Chapter 1 Meeting a Jerk

A luxurious villa hotel.

A young and handsome man had just come out of the bathroom after a shower, his sturdy waist wrapped only in a bath towel, his body full of strength and beauty, as if the Western Apollo had descended into the world.

"Damn it." With a low curse, the man lowered his head, his face full of irritation and regret.

He picked up his phone and dialed his assistant's number. "Find me a clean woman and send her in."

"Young master, how come you are interested tonight?"

"I drank the wrong thing at the cocktail party. Hurry up." His deep voice was already impatient.

"Okay, right away."

In front of a landscape light sign, a girl in cool clothing looked up at the snake-like route map and felt utterly speechless.

She had clearly just come for a trip, yet she had actually gotten lost.

What was even more infuriating was that her phone was dead, and she had not seen a single soul along the way.

She did not know that she had walked into a luxurious private villa area.

She could only keep choosing a road and walking forward. Finally, a grand villa shining with gold under the night appeared, and her heart leaped with joy. She was saved now.

Although this villa looked high-end and imposing, in order to make it back to her hotel successfully, she had no choice but to risk going inside.

She rang the doorbell.

The door clicked open.

She was stunned for a moment, feeling that the owner who opened the door was being far too accommodating.

Stepping into the dazzlingly luxurious hall that was like a palace, Tang Siyu asked toward the quiet hall, "Is anyone here?"

No one answered her. That was impossible! The lights were on, and someone had clearly opened the door for her. There had to be someone in this villa!

Could they be upstairs?

Tang Siyu walked up step by step. She saw the direction of the master bedroom with the light on. She swallowed, her heartstrings drawn tight, so nervous that she kept swallowing.

She had already been lost for half an hour. If she did not find someone to ask for directions soon, she would have to spend the night outdoors.

"Um... is anyone there?" she asked in English while stepping through the half-open bedroom door.

Suddenly.

A powerful force suddenly yanked her wrist, and her whole body was pulled into the room.

And the next second, the light in the bedroom went out.

"Ah... who are you, what are you doing?" Tang Siyu screamed in panic, asking in Chinese.

"Shut up." The man's hoarse voice sounded coldly.

The man was speaking Chinese.

"Why did you turn off the light?" Tang Siyu asked again in extreme panic. Had she run into a murderer? Did he want to kill her?

"I do not want to see what you look like." The man's tone was grim and disgusted.

The man clearly took her for the woman his assistant had sent to relieve his needs.

In her panic and loss, Tang Siyu was scooped up by the man around the waist and thrown hard onto the bed. She screamed again. Tang Siyu was dizzy and dazed as the man's handsome, sturdy body pressed straight down on her.

"Ah..." Tang Siyu desperately pushed him. "Jerk, let me go... mm..."

Her scream and terror were blocked the next second by the man's forceful dominance. Her open lips and tongue only made it easier for the man to intrude.

Because this man hated noisy and disobedient women the most.

Since she was a plaything delivered to his door, what right did she have to refuse him? He would not short her a single cent either.

Only, this randomly found girl's scent was damnably sweet, making his originally somewhat annoyed mood turn greedy, and he kept wanting to explore more.

Tang Siyu stared wide-eyed, her small hands desperately pushing away the man pressing on her, but to no avail...

A sharp pain that reached deep into her body seized her. She sobbed and cried within his deep kiss, tears rolling down from the corners of her eyes like broken pearls.

Chapter 2 The Cute Baby Appears

In the darkness, she could not make out this man's appearance. The only thing she could feel was his extremely strong and sturdy body.

The intense hormonal scent on him, and his explosive power.

It made her terrified and uneasy.

She had a premonition that this would be a miserably awful night.

This was a trip before her marriage, but unexpectedly, she lost her chastity.

When another young lady had just entered the hall, she heard the girl's broken sobbing upstairs, accompanied by the man's wild low panting. She was immediately so frightened that she turned and left.

That night.

On the water-blue large bed, they tangled in wild passion.

When he entered the bathroom and came out, the girl on the bed who had just been exhausted into unconsciousness had surprisingly left tactfully. From beginning to end, he had never seen clearly what that woman looked like.

However, he did not want to see either. She was merely a tool to solve his needs; seeing her would only annoy him.

Just as he lifted the blanket and was about to sleep, suddenly, that touch of red on the bed shocked him for a few seconds. He had long since instructed his assistant to get someone clean. Sure enough, clean enough.

Three days later.

At the gray, hazy airport, Tang Siyu took a taxi, her mood frantic. The taxi driver asked her where she wanted to go.

She casually gave the address of her fiance, Mu Fei.

What happened that night clung tightly to her like a nightmare.

She did not know what she would say when she saw Mu Fei in a while, or how she would say it, but she just wanted to see him.

Because one week later would be their wedding.

It was only around seven in the morning when she reached the villa. She thought that Mu Fei had been busy with the company recently and must have been exhausted.

She gently entered a code at a small side door, quietly walked in, placed her suitcase at the entrance of the hall, and then walked upstairs step by step.

She was tired, utterly exhausted. She really wanted to throw herself into Mu Fei's arms and cry.

She gently pushed open the door of the master bedroom, hoping to see Mu Fei's sleeping face.

However, what appeared before her eyes...

was a scene that made her furious and break down. Her fiance was holding a naked girl, and this girl was none other than her half-sister, one year younger than her, Tang Shishi. The two seemed to have spent a crazy night together.

The messy clothes under the bed and the disgusting smell in the air made Tang Siyu cover her mouth tightly, her eyes wide open.

She almost rushed out the door.

For the wedding one week later, she sent a message to her family. After she unilaterally announced that the wedding with Mu Fei was canceled, she disappeared.

Five years later.

In the airport hall, a girl in a pure white fashionable one-step skirt walked out calmly, holding the hand of a cute little boy who reached her waist.

The girl was elegant with a touch of classical charm, her skin delicate, her spirit like autumn water, her posture leisurely. Her clear, water-like eyes fell on the little boy beside her, full of unspeakable tenderness.

She had already become the focus of the crowd, yet the little boy she was holding drew even more of the attention of the travelers around. He wore a handsome black hoodie, paired with cool dark jeans and small gray sneakers. He had a small oval face, deep and three-dimensional features, fair and delicate skin, and thick soft black hair covering his white, full little forehead. At such a young age, he was already like the most eye-catching little model on a runway.

He was clearly only a four-year-old child, yet his glances revealed a noble air emanating from his very bones.

"Mommy, will Grandpa really like me?" The little one looked up at his mommy, full of curiosity about the grandfather he had never met.

"He will." Tang Siyu chuckled softly and stroked her son's little head.

Chapter 3 Returning to the Country

Back then, she said not a word and only firmly called off that wedding. The century-old family friendship between the Tang and Mu families became very awkward. Her father was furious at the time, so angry that he did not speak to her for a year, and after she gave birth to the child, he was even more full of disappointment.

With her stepmother and stepsister whispering cold words in his ear, her relationship with her father became extremely stiff, and he thought she lived a chaotic life and did not know how to conduct herself.

With this departure, she did not return home for five years. Only, time made him begin to be more tolerant toward this daughter of his, and she would also occasionally send him some photos of herself and the child.

Three days ago, he fell ill, and he took the initiative to call her, asking her to return to the country and bring his grandson to see him.

Five years of life abroad also made Tang Siyu forget all about the events of five years ago. Now, in her life, there was only the world of this little one. Those old grievances, she no longer wanted to bother with.

The taxi drove all the way from the airport back to the Tang residence.

Standing at the luxurious front gate of the Tang residence, Tang Siyu sighed slightly. This home had never been complete again since her mother passed away.

Qiu Lin had brazenly moved in with her daughter, and the news that her father had raised an illegitimate daughter outside after marrying her mother was also exposed three months later.

She had hated, she had struggled, but her mother was gone, and as a daughter, she could only silently accept this fact.

Only, in this home, she had gradually become an outsider.

"Mommy... what are you thinking about?" Beside her, a tender boy's voice asked.

Tang Siyu pulled her thoughts back, smiled with pressed lips, squatted down to tidy her son's hood, and said, "Remember to greet people in a moment, okay?"

"Mm! I know." The little one curved his lips into a smile, his two star-like big eyes so beautiful they made one hold one's breath.

Only after giving birth to this son did Tang Siyu cast away her resentment toward that jerk. Her son was becoming more and more handsome, yet his facial contours surprisingly did not resemble hers, which left her quite speechless.

No matter what, the child belonged to her alone, but that damned jerk, she did not want to meet him again in this lifetime.

Tang Siyu stood up and rang the doorbell. After a moment, the servant who opened the door said in pleasant surprise, "Eldest Miss, you are finally back. Oh! This must be the little young master! He is really good-looking."

"Is my dad at home?"

"Yes! Madam and the second miss are here too..." The servant's smile behind that stiffened a little.

Tang Siyu no longer cared about the existence of this pair of mother and daughter. She had only brought her son back to see her father.

Tang Siyu led the little one all the way to the entrance of the hall. On the sofa in the hall, her father Tang Xiong was brewing tea. He looked up and saw the mother and son walking in, and hurriedly put down the teacup and stood up.

"Dad, I am back." Tang Siyu quickly called to him, because as the daughter, she had to be the first to put aside past prejudices.

"Ah! It is good that you are back." Tang Xiong looked at his eldest daughter, who was more and more beautiful, and his gaze fell slightly on the little boy beside her.

In the photos, he already knew what his grandson looked like, but seeing such a cute and handsome little grandson alive before him, his heart still stirred with a touch of excitement. "You must be Little Xi!"

"Hello, Grandpa." Tang Yixi bent slightly and greeted him very politely.

"Ah... come, come over and let Grandpa have a good look at you." Tang Xiong's heart instantly melted from being called that.

The little one immediately threw himself into Tang Xiong's arms. Tang Xiong hugged him for a moment, then immediately studied the little one carefully, and then deliberately raised an eyebrow proudly. "This child's eyebrows are like mine."

Chapter 4 The Cute Little Tiny One

Tang Siyu was secretly speechless. She glanced at her father's eyebrows, then at her son's. How were they alike? Still, this scene made the corners of her mouth curve up involuntarily.

That her father liked her son was the thing that made her happiest.

And right at the railing on the second floor, a mother and daughter watched this scene, exchanged a glance, and a trace of resentment and regret flashed through both their eyes. Qiu Lin hooked her lips and gave an unhappy inward snort. An illegitimate child from outside had actually won her husband's affection like this.

"Oh! So you are back. I thought you would not arrive until the afternoon!" Qiu Lin said as she came downstairs, hypocritically pretending enthusiasm.

"Auntie!" Tang Siyu called to her lightly, then skipped over Tang Yiyi's face, and the color in her eyes became even more indifferent.

"This child is really cute, and handsome too." Qiu Lin naturally could not lose the bearing of the mistress of the house in front of her husband. When she sat down and reached out to pull the little one, Tang Siyu's heartstrings immediately tightened, afraid that Qiu Lin might do something to her son in secret.

After all, she knew very well how much this pair of mother and daughter hated her.

"Sister." Tang Yiyi walked to her side with a smug smile. "Long time no see."

Tang Siyu turned her head away, not wanting to see her. The image of her five years ago, naked and embracing her fiance, still stung her heart at certain moments.

She and Mu Fei had grown up together as childhood sweethearts with deep feelings. She hated Mu Fei, and she also hated this shameless sister with no bottom line. No matter how long a relationship lasted, it could not beat the word "freshness," could it?

That year, she suffered two kinds of harm in a row: her chastity was destroyed, and her fiance betrayed her. She had seen through it all. There was not a single good man in the world.

"Xiao Lin, go tidy up the guest room and let Siyu and the child stay."

"No need, Dad. I plan to take Little Xi to stay at my good friend's house."

"You have a home, why go trouble someone else?"

"She is my closest sister." Tang Siyu insisted, because she did not feel at ease letting her son stay in this home. This pair of mother and daughter were no easy opponents. Her father liked Little Xi so much, which meant he had already become a thorn in their hearts.

"Grandpa, that is my godmother's home, and I really want to see my godmother too." The little one also spoke up for his mother.

"Fine! Have it your way!" Tang Xiong stopped arguing, then he stood up, took the little one by the hand and said, "Come keep Grandpa company for a walk in the garden."

The little one immediately broke into a smile and took his hand. Tang Xiong's heart, which had always been hard as stone, was melted by that smile.

It seemed that all these years he had wronged his daughter and this grandchild. No matter what, this child still carried the blood of the Tang family in his veins.

Tang Siyu did not follow them out. Her father wanted to enjoy some family time with his grandson, and it would not be good for her to intrude.

"Sis, why did you suddenly come back? Weren't you living quite comfortably abroad?" Tang Yiyi's mocking voice rang out.

"This is my home. Why can't I come back?" Tang Siyu gave her a cold glare.

Qiu Lin looked at this girl who had once run away from home with some surprise. In five years, she seemed to have changed a great deal. Although her face was still so beautiful that it made her jealous, the aura about her was even more captivating now. Then she looked at her own daughter. Although she was not bad either, standing next to Tang Siyu, she seemed to be lacking something.

"Now I know why you didn't marry Mufei. Counting the days until your son was born, you had already betrayed him long ago." Tang Yiyi sneered.

Tang Siyu could no longer bear to bring up the matters of those years. "Fine, you like him, so I'll let you have him."

"It really turned out just as you wished. I'm already Mufei's girlfriend, and we're planning to get engaged soon." Tang Yiyi laughed with extreme smugness.