Bean Ding Ding

He was the powerful and influencing heir of B City, the merciless head of the commercial world, but the divorce papers made him lose his cool. 
“Sign the divorce papers, daddy,” said the 5-year-old boy. 
This man had the divorce papers thrown in his face by his wife six years ago, and was now being pushed by his own son to sign the papers. 
“That would make you a single-parent child,” said Gu Juexi coldly. 
“Mommy said unicorns don’t exist but men like you do,” the boy leered at his father and said. 
Gu Juexi’s face fell. ‘That damned woman.’
“You haven’t signed the papers,” the boy reminded as the man left. As usual, the door shut in his face. 
Good lord… Dad and mom are not getting a divorce and are giving him a baby brother? How worrying!

EndlessFantasy Translation 

The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

Qian Yikun's memory took over him a little too intensely. He reached out and held Mo Fei's cold hands. He could not help but place it on his lips to warm her up.

At that moment, her pale face was unreadable. He had seen all kinds of faces that Mo Fei wore—not many people knew what she looked like.

In truth, her beauty was not enough to associate her with the epitome of beauty. At least, she did not possess the kind of stunning beauty that people would notice at first glance. Yet, you could find hints of such stunning beauty in the way she carried herself.

Qian Yikun asked in a low voice, "Why must you kill?"

He seemed to be mumbling to himself, but the woman on the bed suddenly opened her eyes. However, her gaze that was directed at the ceiling was unfocused; it was all over the place.

Mo Fei suddenly smiled. That smile was even colder and more desolate than the snow outside.

Marry Me, Please? (Part Twenty-eight)