(Are there people hiding in your house)
The secretary could only lower her eyes in embarrassment, "I-I'm sorry, Mr. Xu." David frowned. He clicked his tongue impatiently, "Well, what is it you want to tell me?"
"The meeting will begin in 15 minutes. Won't it be inconvenient for you if you bring the baby along? I can help you watch over him for a while." The secretary spoke, not taking her eyes off the floor.
Hearing this, David only frowned more. He couldn't afford it if RIta found out that he let other women touch the baby. In addition, he did not want his son to be tortured by such strong a scent in the woman. Not to mention, the scent was strong enough to make his stomach turn so he definitely didn't want the baby to get sick.
"No need. I can take care of my son by myself."
His words were clear and straight to the point. He was young and crazy once, and women would always throw themselves to him. He could see through what they were up to in a heartbeat. Right now, he just didn't want to talk to anyone of them because he had found someone special to cherish.
And obviously, he wouldn't allow it if these women wanted to use his son as a leverage for him.
The secretary felt her heart shattered into pieces.
She didn't want to believe it but the baby was indeed her boss' son. And her boss was overprotective of this...gremlin!
"So, good day, everyone," David greeted, carrying the baby in his arms as he carried on with the meeting.
"So regarding the plan A whcih was submitted last time... I would like to raise some concerns...erm..." David was suddenly interrupted when baby Dylan held his necktie and put it in the mouth. "Dylan, you can't eat Daddy's tie.." He quickly removed the necktie from Dylan's chubby finger and continued with the meeting, "Plan A is completely unqualified."
The other people in the meeting room could only stare in awe. When David snatched back his tie, Dylan just did what any baby would do. He cried out. David took a deep breath as vein popped on his forehead. "Dylan..."
The other officials in the meeting blinked and some of them could only whisper at one another. They all knew that David was infamous for his short temper. Not to mention, children were difficult to handle. Would the baby make him lose his patience?
If that happened, something bad was going to happen to them poor things as well.
"Shh... don't cry; don't cry. Daddy will give you anything you want..." David carried his child, coaxing him gently. "Do you want to eat Daddy's necktie? Don't let your mother know, okay?
Or else, she'll get angry." People in the meeting room all got shocked at David's reaction. Was it really David or some spirit possessed him?
They didn't expect to discover some kind of secret of him. He acted like a hen-pecked husband who had to bring his kid to work.
David finally pulled off his tie and handed it to his son. Then he propped up the baby on his arm and continued with the meeting.
As David was engrossed in discussing, baby Dylan gave a slap using his small hand.
Everybody pretended not to see it as Dylan exploded into a fit of giggles. David removed his small hand calmly, and continued, "Submit a better plan tomorrow afternoon. The meeting is adjourned. You may all go now."
The crowd went on their own way and some of them started whispering amongst themselves.
"Have you noticed something different with our boss today?"
"Well, the baby did change something about him. His eyes were gentle and he didn't explode and didn't even say a single curse!"
"Now I'm curious about the boss' wife! How did she manage get him on his knees and make him take care of their baby?"
"Well, maybe boss wanted to prove to her that he can be a good provider and a good father at the same time. Some wives tend to get angry at their husbands for not helping out in the house and spend too much time at work."
David went to the office with Dylan in his arms. It was already lunchtime and more so, the baby might be hungry.
All the necessities were bought anew since Rita handed the baby to him empty-handed! David made the baby sit on the table and prepared the bottle of milk.
Why was he doing it himself instead of asking other people to help him? Well, there was an assistant who once put something in his cup while making coffee for him. Since then, he would do these things all by himself.
After preparing the milk, he turned around to see his son. Then he started to panic, "Dylan! What are you eating?"
Dylan was drooling and his father pinched him. He was forced to spit out the potted leaves from his mouth. It made his chin and chubby face dirty.
"This is not for babies. If your mother finds out, she's going to kill me!" David rushed to rinse his son's mouth. He kept pinching his mouth and examined it for a while. He didn't let go until nothing strange could be found in his mouth.
Dylan only watched his father then let out a laugh with his mouth wide open. David sighed. He carried Dylan onto the sofa, laid him down, and gave him the bottle of milk. Dylan could finally grip the bottle and David could only sat beside him on the sofa. "I owed so much to you and to your mother."
The baby stayed awake until David got off from work. He fell asleep on the sofa and David carefully picked him up. He then went downstairs to board the car waiting for him in the parking lot.
Of course, he had to bring the baby back home to Rita.
He took care of the baby the whole day. Rita wouldn't find any reason to shut him out again. And even if she didn't want anything to do with him, she should still be wanting to see the child!
When he arrived at her door, he was gravely mistaken.
The moment Rita opened the door, she took Dylan from his arm and slammed the door at his face again.
But David stuck a foot onto the door, stopping the door from closing. "Rita, you went too far today! I have taken care of the baby for a whole day!"
"Well, is there something wrong with that? You talk as if I should be grateful that you take care of the baby. Oh cut the crap beat it, unless you don't consider him as your son anymore." Rita spoke arrogantly.
He barked, "So what's the meaning of shutting me out, Rita?"
"Well, I just feel like shutting you out whenever I hear your stupid voice."
"Well, did I do something wrong? Tell me! What do you want me to do?" David tried to think hard why Rita wouldn't let him in.
Wait, it could be...
"Rita! Rita! You immoral woman! Are keeping other dogs behind my back?"
Rita couldn't help but burst into laughter. She spoke mischievously, "Well, well. What did you just say? Did you just admit that you are a dog also?"
David glared at her, "Are there people hiding in your house?"
Rita shrugged with an evil smile, "Nope. I don't feel like arguing with you today.
Come back next time once I feel like pulling out your leg hairs one by one."
David's hunch was telling him that something must be wrong with her today.
There are times that Rita would admit such things just to make him angry. But today, she seriously denied it! She even told him to come back next time despite being in a bad mood.
Usually, when she was upset, she would only throw curse words at him and scream, "Go away!"
Something smelled fishy! And he couldn't put his finger too much into it!
"Rita, I will stay here and no one can dissuade me from doing so!"
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Rita barked. "Get off my door way! Or else I'll crush your puny fingers with the door!"