Chapter 27: Cut Down Anyone Who Sticks Their Head Out!

In front of Xuanbao, Wang Mian was afraid to mention Yang Mi directly, worried it would only cause the child more anxiety. Looking at Wang Mian, Xuanbao asked in a small, fragile voice, "Uncle Wang, is my mommy in danger?"

Although Xuanbao did not know exactly what was happening, she could sense that her mother was in trouble. Wang Mian offered a gentle smile. "With Brother Qing here, your mommy will be just fine."

Xuanbao turned to look at Li Qing and asked softly, "Daddy, can you help Mommy? I don't want anything bad to happen to her."

Li Qing pulled her into a warm embrace and smiled. "Daddy won't let anything happen to Mommy. Don't worry, Xuanbao. Don't you trust Daddy?"

Xuanbao replied earnestly, "I trust you, Daddy. You are the most powerful person in the world."

Li Qing chuckled. "Then, Xuanbao, let's take a look at your new clothes. I will take care of everything regarding Mommy."

Jacqueline had been standing by for a while. Seeing Li Qing approach, she smiled and said, "Mr. Li, if you are busy, I can come back another time."

Li Qing replied calmly, "Go ahead and show the new clothes to Xuanbao."

Jacqueline opened a pink leather bag and took out three sets of clothing, each vacuum-sealed. With meticulous care, she put on gloves and removed the children's outfits. "Mr. Li, these have been sterilized, so the little one can wear them with complete peace of mind."

As Jacqueline displayed the clothes, Xuanbao’s eyes widened immediately. The outfits were primarily a mix of pink, white, and beige—all colors that children adore. From the design to the fabric, it was evident that these were of the highest caliber; they were, without question, the Rolls-Royce of the children's fashion world.

Not only was Xuanbao mesmerized, but even Li Qing could appreciate the refined taste of the garments. Jacqueline was truly deserving of her reputation as a world-class children's fashion designer.

"Do you like them, Xuanbao?" Li Qing asked with a smile. "If you do, let the lady help you try them on."

Xuanbao nodded vigorously, her mouth watering with excitement. "Daddy, I love them! They’re so beautiful!"

Li Qing set Xuanbao down, allowing her to carry the little outfits to the room to try them on. Once she was dressed, Xuanbao’s entire presence seemed to elevate to a new level. That aura of high-end elegance was something no off-the-rack children’s clothing could ever hope to replicate.

Standing before the mirror, Xuanbao looked at herself repeatedly, her eyes filled with awe and delight. "Daddy, these clothes are so pretty!" She was overjoyed, having never worn anything so exquisite. "They’re even prettier than the clothes the kids on TV wear!"

Seeing how much Xuanbao loved them, Jacqueline finally let out a sigh of relief. She had not failed Mr. Li's high expectations. If all went well, she would become Xuanbao’s exclusive designer. If the world were to one day discover that Li Qing’s daughter was wearing clothes she had designed, she would instantly become the world's premier children’s fashion designer. Jacqueline was already lost in the fantasy.

Li Qing smiled. "Miss Jacqueline, I’ll have to trouble you with Xuanbao’s wardrobe from now on."

Thrilled by the praise, Jacqueline replied eagerly, "Thank you, Mr. Li and Xuanbao, for your recognition. As long as Xuanbao is happy, everything I do is worth it! I will personally design all of her future outfits."

She hesitated for a moment, then added, "Sir, I have a small, presumptuous request."

Li Qing nodded. "Feel free to speak your mind."

Jacqueline smiled. "I have included our company’s small logo on Xuanbao’s clothing. I hope you don't mind?"

Li Qing offered a slight smile. "Haha, that’s not a problem. As long as it doesn't distract from the aesthetics, it’s perfectly fine."

Jacqueline felt a surge of joy. With Xuanbao wearing her designs, the logo would serve as proof of her capability and act as the ultimate advertisement for the Bonpoint brand.

"Thank you, Mr. Li," Jacqueline said. "In that case, I won’t take up any more of your time. I’ll head back and design a few more sets for Xuanbao."

After Jacqueline left, Li Qing had Xuanbao, dressed in her new clothes, go off to play with the nannies.

"Brother Qing, it’s Wu Yufei and Chen Arthur. They’ve hired Wanxing Public Relations," Wang Mian said in the living room. "Yang Mi doesn't seem to be very well-liked in the entertainment industry. However, Liu Yanbin has already begun to handle the situation."

Li Qing sat on the sofa, his expression unruffled. "Don't let Liu Yanbin waste any more time. You handle this matter directly. Cut off those who are sticking their necks out and resolve this from the root."

Thinking of the pitiful, aggrieved look on Xuanbao’s face earlier, Li Qing couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache. He had no romantic feelings for Yang Mi, but she was Xuanbao’s biological mother. Regardless of anything else, helping her for the sake of the child was the right thing to do. Besides, for Li Qing, this minor affair was nothing more than a matter of saying a single word.

Wang Mian nodded. "Understood. By tonight." With that, he left the villa.

...

At 1:00 PM, in the family quarters adjacent to the Magic City Administrative Building, in an ordinary room, a man in his fifties was tidying up a rosewood tea table.

The living room, spanning a little over thirty square meters, looked small and modestly furnished with two rattan chairs, a solid wood tea table, and a set of Yixing clay tea ware. On the wine cabinets on either side were various administrative planning documents and some dusty medals of honor—a quintessential bureaucratic style.

"Mr. Wang, you rarely come by. I don't even have anyone to drink tea with," the man said while tidying up. "Please send my regards to Mr. Li. Whenever he comes, I’ll treat him to a meal."

The man’s face was wreathed in smiles; his relationship with Wang Mian was clearly quite close. He was none other than Li Youguang, the head of the Magic City Internet Surveillance Bureau. When it came to matters concerning the internet, particularly self-media and news, his department was the one in charge. In terms of rank, he was a top-tier figure in the entire city. Moreover, his deep-rooted credentials meant his influence extended far beyond just the surveillance bureau.

Wang Mian smiled. "I’ll let him know. Come on, Director Li, stop fussing. Sit down and have some tea. The table isn't even dirty."

Li Youguang shook his head with a laugh. "That won't do. It’s not often you visit my home, so I must play the proper host. Don’t let the modest decor fool you—I still have some fine tea tucked away."

He took a clay jar from the cabinet and placed it on the table. "This is authentic pre-rain Longjing. A student of mine gave it to me—I paid him for it, of course, so it’s not a violation of discipline, haha."

Wang Mian chuckled. "Why are you being so formal with me?"

Li Youguang poured tea for Wang Mian. After sitting down, the two lit cigarettes, sipped tea, and chatted about trivial matters. A moment later, Li Youguang smiled. "Mr. Wang, you didn't come to see me just for a simple cup of tea, did you?"