C3 My Name Is Wen Wan and I'm Your Son's Mother.

Five years later, Huai City.

It was 7: 30 in the evening at the Kaibin Hotel.

The night was getting darker, and it was drizzling outside the window.

Wen Wanwan held the goblet elegantly in her hands. She wore a light blue evening dress, and her pale skin was even more moist.

She was still sitting in the dark corner, leaning against the sofa, smiling.

Today was a welcoming banquet for her good friend, the daughter of Xiang Family, Xiang Ruoan, who had returned home at the age of 26.

Looking around the entire hall, all the people there were the big shots of Huai City and two years of business, crowded as the city could be seen.

However, it did not stop Wen Wanwan from capturing the gaze of the man she wanted.

In the center of the hall, the ceiling lights poured down onto the body of a tall man. He wore a white shirt and black pants that were sewn by hand, giving off a cold and mature atmosphere.

His shirt collar was impeccable, the cuffs rolled up to the crook of his arm, revealing a Patek Philippe watch.

Wen Wanwan smiled.

Her eyes followed him from beginning to end, until the man took the glass and walked off into another darkness.

This man was just like what she had investigated. He wasn't easy to approach, and made people fear him.

But so what?

She sipped her red wine, got up, walked around the center of the hall, and headed in the direction of the man.

"Mr Qi, long time no see. Do you have time for us to talk?"

A soft and pleasant female voice rang out from behind him. The man turned around and a beautiful, fair face appeared in front of him. He was currently looking at him with a smile.

"Why?" Qi Beichen took a sip of red wine and looked at her.

He had no impression of the face.

The birthday banquet was about to start and the hall was packed full of people. No one had noticed the commotion.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Wen Wanwan, I'm your son's mother." Wen Wanwan blinked her eyes playfully as she smiled charmingly.

Qi Beichen smiled with a hint of ridicule.

who wouldn't know that the second young master of the Qi Family, Qi Beichen, was not a beauty, and ever since he was young, there had never been a rumour about him. Son is an almost impossible existence in his present world.

"Oh." He was in the mood, and his smile was strong.

The woman in front of him stroked her hair and placed it next to her ear, revealing a charming look. Judging by his age, he seemed to be in his early twenties. Her makeup was light and her posture was good.

Noticing Qi Beichen was sizing her up, Wen Wanwan looked straight at him. However, she could only see a deep pool in which she couldn't see any emotions.

A waiter passed by. Wen Wanwan handed the wine glass in her hand to the waiter and took out her phone from her bag. She clicked on the photo and showed it to Qi Beichen.

The boy in the photo had curly hair, raised eyelashes, and a frown. He had a pair of obsidian eyes just like his, and his lips were pressed into a straight line.

His entire body revealed an unwilling emotion.

But it was undeniable that this boy did look very much like him when he was a child.

For someone as smart as Qi Beichen, finding him with so much effort wasn't as simple as just showing him a photo.

"Go ahead." What condition?

The clear aroma of wine was coming from his nose, "Mr Qi."

She gently called out and took the wine cup from him, shaking it slightly and pouring it into her mouth.

"I want to be Mrs Qi." She went straight to the point and spoke frankly.

"You're really direct."

"I need a husband. My child needs a father, and you just need a wife. Isn't that just right?"