In the premium suite of the Imperial Court Clubhouse.

Su Xiaonai glanced at the handsome-looking man lying in bed and gulped down a glass of wine before walking towards him.

The man was Qi Lingyan.

"Since that cheater Gu Sinan doesn't want me as a girlfriend, I'll be his aunt!"

Remembering her bold declaration yesterday, Su Xiaonai clenched her fists.

Just as she approached the bed, the man reached out to hug her tight, "Don't go! Susu."

Susu? Who was that? The woman he liked?

Su Xiaonai frowned.

Wasn't it rumored that Qi Lingyan kept away from women? That was why she dared to risk her own body, gambling on the probability that when she got pregnant, he would marry her for the sake of the child.

But if he had someone he loved in his heart, her actions tonight would probably cost her dearly…

At the thought of this, Su Xiaonai quickly got up. Yet her attempted escape seemed to have stimulated the man's beastly desires.

With a flip, Qi Lingyan pinned Su Xiaonai underneath him and kissed her hard on the lips. On and on he murmured, "Don't go. Don't leave me."

His low and charming voice turned the cool air hot.

Su Xiaonai increasingly felt as if a fire was burning inside her.

"It's OK, just relax."

…

*

When Qi Lingyan woke up the next morning, the woman was already gone.

He pressed on his watch, "Somebody come…"

"Master Qi, I've checked already. No outsiders have entered Imperial Court today."

What, did he sleep with a ghost then?

As the capital's number one clubhouse, Imperial Court granted entrance only to the rich or noble. They also have to be a member of the club as well.

What kind of woman could have dodged the eyes of all these people working for him and, leaving no trace, slept with him!

"Master Qi, there's nothing wrong with your body. Perhaps last night was just in your imagination…"

Yan Bai, Qi Lingyan's personal doctor, told him after a careful examination of his body.

Qi Lingyan didn't argue, but his lips formed a grin.

The messy bed sheets and that beautiful spot of red on top proved that it was, indeed, not his imagination.

Six years later.

Capital International Airport.

A child walked out. He wore a blue shirt and a pretty bow tie, and was pushing a suitcase that was almost as tall as himself. He looked to be about five or six years of age, with sunglasses covering his pretty face, but his young lips were zipped into a downturned line. It was clear that he was not in a good mood. His body held a coldness that warned people from approaching, casting a frosty shadow over his lovely appearance.

"What a pretty child! It must be Su Mubai! The news was true indeed—Baibai is returning home from abroad today!"

"It's that child star Su Mubai! Wow, she sure looks dapper in a boy's outfit!"

"This is the first time we've seen Baibai in a suit! So cool!"

"Tell me about it. She is so soft and cutesy on-screen, but in those suits? I think I might swoon! I almost saw her as a daughter, but now I fear I might develop a crush on her!"

For a moment, Su Mubai's appearance ignited the whole airport. Everywhere, loud clicks of cameras and screams were heard non-stop.

Half a year ago, Su Mubai was accidently caught on film by a reality TV show, attracting the audience's attention. All across China her popularity surged, thereby making her a well-recognized child star, launching her career in the showbiz industry.

Fake fans!

A bunch of fake fans!

They couldn't even recognize their own idol!

Amidst the fans' excited shouts and screams, the boy grunted inwardly, his blue eyes behind those sunglasses were clouded with gloom.

He considered turning around and sneaking away to join his mommy and sister, but a bright voice came through the wireless earpiece in his ear.

"Brother, don't you forget we had a bet. Those are my fans, so don't ruin my perfect image! Remember, right now you're not the cold Mubei, but the cute Mubai!"

"…" Gripping his phone, Su Mubei's fingers turned slightly pale, revealing his annoyance.

"Smile, brother, do remember to smile. Mubai is really fond of her fans, no?" The young voice started again, obviously gloating in Mubei's misfortune.

"Su Mubai, don't go too far!" Su Mubei raised his hand to massage his aching temples. If he had known that he would be faced with such a situation, he never would have agreed to this bet…

"Just asking you to smile! I didn't even ask you to change into my cute panda outfit!" Through the earpiece, Su Mubei could hear the sweet laughter of his sister along with the crunching of potato chips. He felt even moodier.

Ending the call with a snap, he forced a smile on his face and nodded at his sister's fans around him. Then, he quickened his pace towards the exit.

Bang! Hurriedly turning a corner, he bumped straight into a wall of flesh.

"Ow…"

As Su Mubei covered his nose that was hurt from the collision, a voice rang out, "Master Qi, are you alright?"

"I'm fine," came a voice brimming with such coldness that it threatened to freeze a heart. Su Mubei raised his head in reaction, only to be met with a pair of blue eyes.

Blue eyes?

Blue eyes just like his own?

Su Mubei froze. The handsome face in front of him was an enlarged copy of his own, and a strange feeling flashed across his heart.

"Hey kiddo, you alright?" Yan Bai regarded the stately dressed little boy whose face was almost hidden entirely behind those sunglasses, and he smiled with some amusement.

"I'm fine!" The child's voice was equally cold, but because of his young age, it lacked a certain intimidating authority.

It was a response with a concision so similar to his own. Qi Lingyan turned, landed his eyes on the boy who was barely the height of his thigh, and regarded that meticulous haircut and the pursed lips. An eerie feeling rose.

"You're alone?" Qi Lingyan frowned and his words, with veiled concern, slipped out of his mouth.