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Liu Xiaoli mustered her courage, looked directly into Lin Haoran's eyes, and said the words that had been hidden in her heart for a long time.

Lin Haoran was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

He put down his coffee cup and looked at the young and excessively beautiful woman in front of him.

Liu Xiaoli is twenty-three years old this year, which is the best age for her.

A year ago, Liu Xiaoli participated in a celebration for foreigners in Shenzhen as a dancer from the Jiangcheng Song and Dance Troupe.

Although Lin Haoran recognized the woman who would later become famous as "Fairy Mother," he never imagined that the two would have any interaction.

But to everyone's surprise, Liu Xiaoli took the initiative to approach him and asked him to take her to Hong Kong, hoping to learn advanced international dance there.

For Lin Haoran, this was naturally a trivial matter.

So, in the end, he agreed.

After arriving in Hong Kong, Liu Xiaoli first studied at a dance school for a period of time. Later, when Lin Haoran was going to Beijing, he specially invited her along, which gradually led to Liu Xiaoli becoming Lin Haoran's personal secretary and lover. Eventually, they settled in a villa in the Mid-Levels of Wan Chai.

A year ago, she was naive, timid, and her eyes were full of confusion about the future.

Now, she lives in a luxury mansion on the hillside, wears designer clothes, uses luxury goods, and is chauffeured around, behaving like a wealthy heiress.

But her eyes still held the same look.

Clear, pure, with a hint of cautious anticipation.

But their perspectives have changed significantly.

Lin Haoran was silent for a moment, then said softly, "Xiaoli, you should know that I can't give you a formal status."

Liu Xiaoli nodded: "I know."

"You should also know that once you have children, your life will be tied down, and you will never be as free as you are now."

"I know."

"Then you still want to have another child?"

Liu Xiaoli looked at Lin Haoran seriously and said, word by word, "Boss, I'm not trying to tie you down, nor am I trying to get any title. I just want to have a child with you."

She paused, a thin layer of mist rising in her eyes: "I know who I am, and I know I can never become Mrs. Lin, but that doesn't stop me from liking you, and it doesn't stop me from wanting to have a child with you."

I'm not trying to gain anything; I just want to leave something of you in this world, because I don't know what my future holds.

Lin Haoran is so outstanding that it's hard for any girl who comes into contact with him not to be attracted to him.

He was young, not yet thirty, but he was already a prominent figure in the business world of Hong Kong and even the world.

He was incredibly wealthy, richer than a country, yet he was never arrogant or domineering; instead, he remained low-key and reserved.

He is gentle and considerate to those around him, and never looks down on anyone because of their status or position.

Such a man would be fatally attractive to any woman.

Liu Xiaoli was no exception.

From being helped by Lin Haoran to come to Hong Kong, to going to Beijing together to witness the power and influence of a super-rich man, to becoming his woman and living in a villa on the Mid-Levels.

Over the past year, she has witnessed far too many scenes that ordinary people could never imagine in their entire lives.

Celebrities and dignitaries who are usually only seen on television are extremely respectful in front of Lin Haoran.

Those priceless antiques and paintings were just ordinary decorations in Lin Haoran's mansion.

Those business decisions that could change the fate of countless people were made in the midst of Lin Haoran's casual conversation.

She witnessed Lin Haoran's strategic brilliance in the business world and his ability to amass immense wealth in the capital market before making a clean exit.

He won every single time.

Every time, he made a fortune.

Each time, he escaped unscathed.

This almost miraculous ability made Liu Xiaoli not only admire him, but also deeply worship him.

She knew that there was no other man like Lin Haoran in the whole world.

How fortunate she was to be his woman.

But she also knew how unfortunate she was, that she could never have him all to herself.

Guo Xiaohan is Lin's lawfully wedded wife, Lin Jiayi's mother, Lin Haoran's publicly acknowledged wife, and the woman whose wedding was officiated by the Queen of England.

That wedding of the century caused a sensation throughout Hong Kong and even the world.

Liu Xiaoli watched the live broadcast on TV, watching Lin Haoran hold Guo Xiaohan's hand and walk down the red carpet under the spotlight, watching them exchange rings and receive the Queen's blessing.

At that moment, she cried.

It wasn't jealousy, it was envy.

I envy Guo Xiaohan for being able to stand openly beside Lin Haoran, and I envy her for having the man that every woman in the world dreams of.

She was just a dancer from the mainland, and a lover who couldn't be seen in public.

Perhaps one day, Lin Haoran will get tired of her.

Perhaps one day, a younger and more beautiful woman will replace her.

Perhaps one day, she will be kicked out of the house and sent back to the mainland, back to the life she once desperately wanted to escape.

These "maybes" were like a sword hanging over her head, making her uneasy at all times.

So, she wants to have a child.

A child of Lin Haoran.

In this way, even if she leaves him one day, even if she grows old and faded, there will always be a little life in this world, flowing with the blood of both her and Lin Haoran.

That was proof of her existence.

That was proof that she had loved.

Looking at the tears in Liu Xiaoli's eyes, Lin Haoran felt a complex mix of emotions welling up inside him.

This girl actually has the same idea as Guan Jiahui.

However, it's actually normal. Who wouldn't want to cling to a man like Lin Haoran for the rest of their life?

Lin Haoran pulled her over and made her sit on his lap. He laughed and said, "If you want to have a child, then have one. But let me make this clear: once you have my child, you and the child will belong to me for life. You can't do anything to betray me, or you know the consequences if I find out."

Liu Xiaoli was stunned for a moment, then a bright smile bloomed on her face. Her eyes glistened with tears, but she smiled like a child who had received candy.

"Boss, I won't run away, I will never run away."

She hugged Lin Haoran tightly and buried her face in the crook of his neck.

Lin Haoran sighed. He had quite a few emotional debts to himself, including Guo Xiaohan, Guan Jiahui, Liu Xiaoli, and Yamada Keiko from Japan.

This is just the current situation. In Japan, there is a future female superstar, Akina Nakamori, who has already been reserved by him. In Hong Kong, there is also Li Lizhen, who has also been reserved by him long ago.

However, both of them are only seventeen or eighteen years old. Although Lin Haoran is willing, he is not in a hurry.

He has never been a lustful person.

Moreover, matters of the heart require a natural progression; forced relationships are never sweet.

The women Lin Haoran wanted never needed to be forced.

Because he had enough patience and charm to make them willingly come to him.

Isn't Liu Xiaoli the best example?
From a girl who initially only wanted to study international dance in Hong Kong to a woman now willing to bear his children, everything happened naturally and naturally.

This is enough.

Lin Haoran gently stroked Liu Xiaoli's hair, but his mind was on the two people far away in Japan.

Keiko Yamada initially sought help from Haoran Lin due to family debts, offering herself in exchange for assistance. Later, due to her loyalty and gentleness, she became Haoran Lin's regular lover and secretary in Japan. Their relationship began with an exchange of benefits but gradually developed into true feelings.

She is gentle and understanding, never arguing for anything, and never wanting anything in return.

In fact, although Keiko Yamada now lives in Japan, she flies to Hong Kong every three months to send warmth and care.

With a loyalty rating of 100%, Keiko Yamada gave almost everything to Lin Haoran, and Lin Haoran trusted her completely and even arranged a female bodyguard for her.

Such a woman evokes both pity and reassurance.

As for Akina Nakamori, if Lin Haoran wants to win her over, it's just a matter of time.

However, she is still young, and he doesn't want to rush things.

Let's wait another two years.

……

After leaving the Kang Le Building, Lin Haoran went directly to Mingde International Hospital.

Located in the upscale Victoria Peak area, this hospital boasts a beautiful environment with ocean views from every room. The wards are designed like those of a five-star hotel, making it one of the world's "most beautiful hospitals."

Guo Xiaohan was in this hospital awaiting childbirth.

When Lin Haoran pushed open the door to the ward, Guo Xiaohan was leaning against the bed, holding a parenting magazine in her hand. Sunlight streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating her slightly protruding belly, and she radiated maternal glow.

Seeing Lin Haoran enter, she looked up and smiled gently, "Brother Haoran, you're here."

Lin Haoran walked over, sat down on the edge of the bed, and took her hand: "How are you feeling?"

"Everything's fine. The doctor said everything is normal, and my due date is in the next few days." Guo Xiaohan touched her belly, her eyes full of anticipation. "The little one has been moving around a lot lately; I guess it's going to be a mischievous one."

This is a luxury suite with three bedrooms and one living room. It not only has a separate delivery room, but also a living room, a nanny room, a nursery, and even a small kitchen, so that family members can take care of the baby at any time.

This was specially arranged by Lin Haoran. He wanted to provide Guo Xiaohan with the best birthing environment so that she could welcome the arrival of her new life in the most comfortable state.

"Brother Haoran, did you go to the company just now?" Guo Xiaohan put down the magazine in her hand and asked Lin Haoran.

Lin Haoran nodded: "Yes, the matter in Mexico has been wrapped up, I went to take care of it."

"Was it successful?"

"It went very smoothly." Lin Haoran smiled, without mentioning any specific numbers.

Guo Xiaohan didn't ask any further questions.

She knew what Lin Haoran was doing, but never asked for details.

That's where her intelligence lies.

A smart woman knows when to ask questions and when not to ask them.

"Oh right, my mom just came by and brought a lot of supplements, telling me to take good care of myself; and my mother-in-law also brought a bunch of things this morning." Guo Xiaohan pointed to the various supplements piled up on the bedside table and smiled helplessly, "I can't possibly eat them all."

Lin Haoran glanced at it and saw that it was indeed a huge pile.

"Did your mom come from Singapore today? Why didn't you tell me? I could have picked her up myself," Lin Haoran asked in surprise.

He really didn't know that his mother-in-law had come to Hong Kong.

"You've been so busy, so I didn't tell you. Besides, I already sent someone to pick her up, so you don't need to feel guilty."

Guo Xiaohan smiled gently and held Lin Haoran's hand. "My mommy said that childbirth is a big event for a woman, and she has to come and be with her. My mother-in-law is the same. She comes here every day. Although the two old people don't speak the same language very well, they can still chat enthusiastically with gestures. It's quite interesting to watch."

Lin Haoran imagined that scene and couldn't help but laugh.

Lin's mother is a typical Hong Kong native, speaking fluent Hong Kong dialect and barely speaking Mandarin; while Guo Xiaohan's mother is a Malaysian Chinese, speaking Hokkien, Mandarin, and English.

The two of them got together, one speaking Cantonese and the other speaking Hokkien, and with the help of gestures, they actually managed to have a great time chatting.

This is quite a sight.

"That's good. With them by your side, I feel at ease," Lin Haoran said with a smile.

"Brother Haoran, have you thought of a name for our son?"

"Of course, I've been thinking about it for a long time, and I've been waiting for this day."

"what is it call?"

"Let's call him Lin Yaoguang!"

Why is his name Lin Yaoguang?

"Because I want you to give me four children, so I can name it 'Bringing Honor to the Ancestors'!" Lin Haoran teased her.

Do you think I'm a pig?!

Guo Xiaohan was both annoyed and amused, and gently punched Lin Haoran's arm.

Lin Haoran grasped her hand and laughed, "I was just kidding!"

"Brother Haoran, but I'm willing to have as many children as you want!" Guo Xiaohan looked at Lin Haoran earnestly, her eyes full of tenderness.

Lin Haoran was stunned for a moment, then a warm feeling welled up in his heart.

This woman truly loves him.

She loved him so much that she was willing to bear his children and tolerate other women around him.

"Xiaohan..." Lin Haoran said softly, but didn't know what to say.

For the next two days, Lin Haoran moved into the suite and stayed by Guo Xiaohan's side at this crucial moment.

For Lin Haoran, this can be considered compensation for Guo Xiaohan.

After all, he felt guilty towards her.

Although Guo Xiaohan was a lawfully wedded wife of the Lin family, born into one of the richest families in Southeast Asia, she had to tolerate her husband having other women, which in itself was a great injustice.

Although she never said anything or complained, Lin Haoran knew in his heart that she knew everything.

He knows about Guan Jiahui, Liu Xiaoli, and Yamada Keiko, and may even know about the women he's been eyeing but hasn't yet won over.

But she never asked, never made a fuss, and never caused him any trouble.

She simply lived her life as Mrs. Lin quietly, and such a woman deserved his care and attention.

Therefore, Lin Haoran was willing to spend these two days with her.

At 8 a.m. on August 15th, Guo Xiaohan was awakened by waves of pain.

She instinctively gripped the bed railing, took a deep breath, and tried to ease the pain.

But this time the pain was more intense than ever before.

"Brother Haoran..." she called softly.

Lin Haoran, who was sleeping on the other bed, woke up instantly, got out of bed, and quickly walked to Guo Xiaohan's side.

"What's wrong? Are you about to give birth?"

Guo Xiaohan nodded, her forehead already covered in fine beads of sweat, and her face was pale from the pain.

Lin Haoran remained calm and immediately pressed the call button by the bedside. Then, he took Guo Xiaohan's hand and said in a steady and gentle voice, "Don't be afraid, I'm here. Take a deep breath and follow my rhythm."

His composure inspired Guo Xiaohan, who took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.

The nurses and doctors arrived quickly and, after examination, confirmed that the cervix was dilated to three centimeters and that the patient needed to be taken to the delivery room immediately.

Lin Haoran accompanied Guo Xiaohan into the delivery room, holding her hand the whole time.

The lights in the delivery room were very bright, and various instruments were beeping.

Guo Xiaohan lay on the bed, straining and taking deep breaths repeatedly.

Lin Haoran looked at her face, at her expression contorted with pain, at the sweat on her forehead, at the way she bit her lip tightly, and a feeling of heartache he had never felt before welled up in his heart.

"Xiaohan, hang in there! I'm here, I'll always be here for you."

Guo Xiaohan nodded, gripping his hand tightly, her nails almost digging into his flesh, but Lin Haoran was completely oblivious, only encouraging her again and again.

Time passed by, second by second.

After an unknown amount of time, finally, a clear cry rang out.

"She's given birth! She's given birth!" the nurse exclaimed in delight.

Lin Haoran looked up and saw a tiny baby, soaking wet, being held in the arms of a nurse.

The nurse did some quick first aid and then brought the baby to Guo Xiaohan's side.

"Congratulations Mr. and Mrs. Lin, it's a baby boy."

Neither Lin Haoran nor Guo Xiaohan were surprised by this, since they already knew the baby's gender.

Lin Haoran looked down at the baby in Guo Xiaohan's arms. The little, wrinkled creature, covered in blood, had its eyes closed, its mouth slightly open, and was crying loudly.

That was Lin Haoran's son.

He is the bloodline he carries on in this world, and the heir to the Lin family business empire.

Lin Haoran reached out and gently touched his son's face.

The little one seemed to sense something, and his crying gradually subsided. He turned his head slightly and rubbed against the direction of his finger.

At that moment, an indescribable feeling welled up in Lin Haoran's heart.

Unlike the tender emotion he felt when his daughter was born, this moment he felt a more complex mix of emotions: pride, responsibility, anticipation, and a touch of inexplicable tension.

In the tradition of Chinese culture, sons are the foundation for carrying on the family line, the continuation of the family bloodline, and the ones who can inherit the family business and bring glory to the family.

Today, Lin Haoran has his own successor.

"Xiaohan, thank you." Lin Haoran leaned down and placed a kiss on Guo Xiaohan's sweaty forehead.

Guo Xiaohan smiled wearily, but her eyes were full of happiness: "Brother Haoran, we have a son."

Lin Haoran nodded, held her hand, and remained speechless for a long time.

Lin Haoran didn't sleep that night, staying by Guo Xiaohan and his son's side the whole time.

He watched the nurses bathe, dress, and perform various examinations on his son, watched the little guy being wrapped in soft swaddling clothes, and watched Guo Xiaohan fall asleep, tired but content.

He sat there on the edge of the bed, quietly watching the mother and child, a sense of fulfillment he had never felt before welling up inside him.

From today onwards, Lin Haoran is blessed with both a son and a daughter.

Eldest daughter Lin Leyi, eldest son Lin Yaoguang.

Although the two children are half-siblings, they are both Lin Haoran's own flesh and blood.

He looked at his sleeping son, then at Guo Xiaohan, who was tired but peaceful on the bed next to him, and felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

He has both a son and a daughter.

In Chinese tradition, this is one of the greatest fulfillments in life.

Lin Haoran went from being an ordinary second-generation rich kid in Hong Kong to where he is today, possessing wealth and status that are unimaginable to ordinary people. Now he also has a complete family. What more could he ask for?

Outside the window, the sky was gradually brightening.

The morning light streamed through the gaps in the curtains, bathing the family of three in warmth and brightness. (End of Chapter)