After the divorce, the crazy CEO knocked on his ex-wife's door every night.

His hands were clenched into fists, his knuckles turning slightly white, clearly indicating that he was experiencing intense emotional turmoil.

As soon as he turned around, he strode towards the company without hesitation, the sound of his shoes hitting the ground revealing his barely suppressed anxiety.

He sat in his office all day, extremely agitated.

He leaned back in the large leather chair, his gaze wandering, sometimes staring blankly at the documents on the computer screen, sometimes gazing absently at the rapidly moving clouds outside the window.

The pen twirled between his fingers countless times before he slammed it down on the table in frustration, making a crisp "smack".

The silence in the air became increasingly unbearable for him; he felt as if a huge rock was lodged in his chest, making him feel unbearably suffocated.

When his assistant came to report on the project plan, he didn't listen to a single word.

The assistant stood in front of the desk, speaking in a calm and focused tone, explaining the specific details of the project point by point. However, these words were like a breeze to Li Siyuan.

He nodded mechanically, seemingly still listening attentively, but his mind was already far away, and even his basic responses were extremely perfunctory.

His mind was filled with Shen Xuan's words, each one stabbing at his chest with a dull ache.

Her words, like sharp blades, danced in his memory again and again.

"Weiwei is your child."

How could that be true?

He couldn't believe it, nor was he willing to accept such an absurd possibility.

Each recollection of the event disturbed his peace of mind and made him breathe rapidly, as if something had pierced through his mental defenses, causing him to completely lose his composure.

All she wanted was for him to get a paternity test with Weiwei, right?

Okay, then he'll go and get her a certificate to show her.

This idea quickly took hold of his mind, as if he had found a solution to all his problems.

A cold smile crept across his lips as he secretly decided that as long as he could prove the child had nothing to do with him, he wouldn't have to worry about this anymore.

This is the only way to end this farce!

"Give me two hairs!"

Li Siyuan leaned back lazily in his chair and spoke in a cold tone, his voice deep yet carrying an undeniable sense of command.

His fingers tapped lightly on the table, his gaze sweeping over the assistant standing to the side awaiting instructions, his expression indifferent, offering no further explanation or preamble.

Ye Fan, the assistant beside him, looked bewildered: "Huh?"

He frowned, clearly not understanding his boss's meaning at all.

He wondered if he had missed some important information, which left him completely bewildered.

He stood there stiffly, his hands hanging at his sides, his mouth slightly open, his expression full of confusion.

"I said, pluck two hairs for me."

Li Siyuan repeated himself, this time with a clearer tone, but still with an air of aloof indifference.

After he finished speaking, he leaned back in his chair, crossed his arms, and looked away, no longer bothering to say anything more.

Ye Fan was still completely confused, but out of obedience to his superiors' orders, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and do as he was told.

He raised his right hand and slowly reached for his hair, tentatively tugged at it twice, and then handed it to Li Siyuan in a daze.

The whole process looked ridiculous and funny, but he didn't dare to ask for more reasons and could only honestly complete the task.

Li Siyuan snorted, took the hair, casually tore off a piece of paper, and carefully wrapped the two strands of hair together. His movements were swift and efficient, without any hesitation.

He folded the paper and put it in his suit's inner pocket, as if it had become the most important thing at that moment.

Ye Fan stood aside, looking on with a head full of questions, unable to help but wonder what was going on, but unfortunately he never found a suitable opportunity to ask.

Li Siyuan stood up, picked up the small paper packet containing the hair, and left the office amidst Ye Fan's questioning gaze.

His steps were firm and swift, the sound of his leather shoes hitting the floor sounding particularly powerful, each step expressing his inner determination.

The moment the door closed, Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief, but he was still full of confusion, even feeling that today's work scene was full of mysteries.

……

Shen Xuan had just come out of a shopping mall when a chilly wind blew in her face.

She straightened her scarf slightly and looked up to see Han Xin standing not far away with her entourage.

Her pupils suddenly contracted, and her heart involuntarily quickened.

The person was wearing sunglasses and holding a small baby in their arms, clearly there to shop at a baby store.

The other person's appearance made her feel uncomfortable, and her body stiffened.

Shen Xuan immediately turned her head away, deliberately avoiding Han Xin's gaze.

To conceal her presence, she quickly walked to a row of shelves next to her and pretended to select various items.

Her slender fingers swept over the neatly arranged items one by one, but her gaze would occasionally wander, discreetly observing the surroundings.

Although she tried to make her movements natural, she was actually very tense inside.

After all, that fleeting glance was enough to raise suspicion. How did this person end up here?

What's the purpose?

Countless questions swirled in her mind, keeping her on edge.

The surrounding noise seemed to have faded away, and all attention was focused on how to avoid an awkward situation.

At that moment, Han Xin was strolling around the mall when her gaze inadvertently swept over this area.

She suddenly noticed a familiar figure standing in front of the baby products counter. The person was tall and slender, with elegant movements, and vaguely reminded her of Shen Xuan.

A thought struck her, and she quickly pulled herself back to the figure, fixing her gaze on its back and taking a closer look.

After a brief observation, she finally confirmed her judgment. Yes, it was Shen Xuan!

So, with a hint of disbelief and a hidden hostility, Han Xin almost instinctively stepped towards her.

Her voice was sharp and provocative: "Oh, buying baby supplies? It's only been a few months, and you're already preparing? The baby isn't even born yet, and you're already in such a hurry to buy things for it? What, are you already sure you can give birth?"

Hearing the sarcastic remarks from behind, Shen Xuan slowly turned around, crossed her arms over her chest, and appeared calm and composed.

She straightened her back, met Han Xin's gaze without flinching, and curled her lips into a slight disdain.

Her tone was calm yet chilling: "Ha, is the Li family's life really that unbearable? It's been a while since we last met. I remember you used to speak, and while you weren't exactly eloquent, you weren't this harsh, were you? Could it be that you've been having a rough time lately and are using this as an excuse to vent?"

Han Xin was momentarily speechless at her question, but quickly recovered. After a brief moment of sullenness, her smile became even more meaningful.

"Oh, you still have the nerve to say my voice is harsh?"