Chapter 442: Chapter 442

Li Si finished feeding Buding, and when she saw the little guy yawn, she quickly carried him upstairs and placed him in the crib. Unfortunately, as soon as Li Si left, he opened his eyes and started to whimper. No matter how much she patted him, it didn’t work.

Li Si had no choice but to hold him again, sitting on the edge of the bed and gently patting his back, hoping to lull him to sleep quickly.

She hadn’t even had a chance to eat yet! So hungry!

Leng Mochen suddenly remembered what happened yesterday with Leng Ning and asked, "What did Xiao Ning come by for yesterday?"

Li Si smiled and mimicked him, "She has a boyfriend now! She showed me a picture. He’s handsome and looks pretty good! She said they’ll let us meet him someday so we can give her some advice.".

She hadn’t expected Leng Ning to move on so quickly and start a new relationship.

This was truly great. If Leng Ning were still single and accidentally bumped into Lei Ming with his girlfriend one day, she would undoubtedly feel awful.

"Good! As long as she forgets about that man!" Leng Mochen wasn’t fond of gossiping behind others’ backs, but the way Aunt Lei behaved at the dinner table back then had really left a bad impression.

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But what did he do instead?

He merely signaled quietly to Leng Ning. What could a young girl who hadn’t even married him do?

Was she supposed to argue with her future mother-in-law on their first meeting?

Li Si grumbled indignantly: "That Lei Ming, aside from his mother being such a pain, he himself is pretty mediocre! And yet he hooked up with Ling Wei so quickly. What was the point of all that ’deeply affectionate’ act he put on before, and for whom?"

Leng Mochen raised an eyebrow, "Well, the two of them actually make a decent match!"

Li Si burst into laughter, "Like needle tip against wheat awn—who wins and who loses is uncertain!"

She still found it hilarious upon reflecting on it now. She wondered which side Lei Ming would take in this battle between Aunt Lei and Ling Wei!

"Heh!" Leng Mochen snorted disdainfully, clearly unwilling to discuss their drama further.

Suddenly, pretending to be casual, he remarked, "I’m planning to give you and our son an interesting gift!"

His own childhood hadn’t been filled with happiness, and he hoped his son could grow up cheerful and carefree, without any pressure.

Perhaps this was the common sentiment among parents—wanting their children to enjoy everything they themselves had lacked.

"A gift? What kind of gift? If our son could talk now, he’d definitely say, ’Thank you, Daddy!’" Li Si thought it must be some sort of toy, so she didn’t pay it much attention and teased him while stroking the little one’s ingot-shaped ears.

As a father, he was truly fulfilling his duties. Whenever he came across anything fun and novel, he would buy it and bring it home to pile up.

The children’s room in their villa was now filled with all sorts of large and small toys. But since the baby was barely over two months old, there wasn’t much he could actually play with.

They could only wait for him to grow older before he could use them!

"Does mommy have any thank-you words for Daddy?" Leng Mochen teasingly blinked at her, clearly anticipating her reaction upon seeing the actual gift!

"Mommy’s only thought is, ’This is what you—the Daddy—should be doing!’" Li Si noticed that something was off. "But seriously, what’s the gift?"

Why did she feel his smile looked so mischievous?

Leng Mochen flicked her forehead with his finger. "Not bad—at least you’re not too slow! I thought you’d wait until you saw it before asking."

"Huh? What is it exactly? Tell me now!" Li Si felt her heart pounding faster. It seemed that whatever this gift was, it was extraordinary!

"I’ve reserved a plane. In a few months, we can fly on our very own private jet to take you and Buding on a trip!"

The plane Leng Mochen ordered was a $50 million business jet with 17 seats. It comes equipped with a bar, gym, bedroom, fax machine, satellite phone, computer, and other office facilities perfectly suited for functionality. Its maximum speed is 850 kilometers per hour, its ceiling altitude is 12,496 meters, and its longest range is 5,430 kilometers, allowing a seven-hour flight on one refueling.

Not only was it simple to operate; the interior decorations were also extremely luxurious.

"A real plane? A big plane? Brother, can’t we be a bit more low-key?" Li Si’s jaw dropped in astonishment. Though she was excited, it felt almost unreal!

Oh my god! She needed a moment to process this.

Leng Mochen gazed at her with deep affection. "Other people give yachts or similar things to celebrate having a baby, but here in Beijing, how about I gift you a plane? This way, we can go anywhere directly! Honey, this is my gift to you for giving birth to our son! Do you like it?"

Li Si nodded enthusiastically. "Of course I like it, but isn’t it way too extravagant?" She paused and suddenly recalled, "No wonder you’ve been taking so many things out from storage lately. Turns out it was for this! But isn’t being this flashy risky? Might we end up attracting unwanted attention?"

She understood the principle of keeping wealth under the radar—being the flashy standout often invited trouble.

Leng Mochen shook his head indifferently and patiently explained, "The financial crisis hasn’t hit yet, so the money I’m spending now counts as one last hurrah! I buy luxury cars and planes, and no one thinks much of it. It’s not just me; there are plenty of others with even more extravagant car collections!"

"On the surface, there appear to be many who are richer than me and more flamboyant than I am. But once the financial crisis strikes, if I continue buying these things, I’ll become a prime target!"

Li Si nodded, finally understanding. No wonder he’d been splurging so much lately. She had thought he’d somehow developed a new obsession, when he used to seem uninterested in luxury cars.

She still vividly remembered when she first met him; he was driving a Hummer. Even when he moved to North City, he made a point of having it transported there.

Before the baby was born, her garage only had six luxury cars, including a Ferrari they’d won from Xu Er in a bet.

But now, he’d gone on a spree, buying ten more luxury cars and a plane. Clearly, when it came to spending, men could outdo women!

"So, according to you, the financial crisis is imminent?" Li Si asked curiously. She hadn’t paid much attention to such matters in her previous incarnation; she only vaguely remembered it starting around 2008.

"Hmm, certain events have deviated from their original trajectory. It’s possible it might arrive earlier this time."

A few days later, Leng Mochen left the office and headed to Shengshi Court, where the fitness equipment Li Si had ordered had just arrived.

At a red light, there was a sudden "clunk"—his car was rear-ended by a BMW!

The driver for the day was Lao Zhang, a veteran in the motorcade who always drove steadily. Even he was taken aback by the incident.

Leng Mochen frowned slightly, while Lao Zhang hurriedly got out to inspect the damage—it was a brand-new Bentley the boss had barely brought home!

Who could be so careless to rear-end it?

Didn’t they know a single scratch on this car could cost tens of thousands?

The woman driving the BMW quickly got out as well. She was stylishly dressed, with voluminous, wavy hair draped over her shoulders, a delicate face with impeccable makeup, and a pink short dress.

"What’s wrong with you?" The woman fumed. She had only glanced at her phone for a moment before crashing into the car ahead.

Seeing the logo on the Bentley, she instantly realized how bad things were. Fixing this car wouldn’t cost any less than a few hundred thousand.

Lao Zhang, irritated by her tone, countered, "I should be asking you that! I was driving normally, so this is clearly your fault!"

He checked the Bentley’s rear bumper, which was damaged, and there were several scratches on the car’s back.

The front hood of the woman’s BMW had been deformed, with components exposed, and the left headlight was completely broken.

The indignant woman tried to argue despite being at fault, "Why should it be my responsibility? You suddenly stopped! Look at what you did to my car—the hood’s deformed! How are you going to fix this?"

The two began to argue, attracting onlookers who couldn’t help but stop and watch when they saw it was a dispute between luxury cars.

People started discussing amongst themselves, with some worried for the woman. "That winged car must be incredibly expensive! I heard a taxi driver damaged its door once and ended up paying 200,000!"

"It’s clearly the woman’s fault—she should’ve watched where she was driving!"

"Well, this is going to be quite a show!"

...(To be continued. If you enjoy this story, feel free to vote for recommendations or monthly tickets on Qidian.com. Your support is my biggest motivation! Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com for reading.)