บททั้งหมดของ Genius Baby, Mysterious Mommy: บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

"Yujie, I'm so nervous. Can we escape?""You run, and I'll chase. We'll definitely make the headlines tomorrow."Two rows of journalists stood in black suits, while on the red carpet, pairs of handsome men and beautiful women walked by, with camera flashes almost never stopping.Then, suddenly, no one was left in the middle. Shen Beiyi instinctively looked back and found that everyone behind them had already gone.Kelly Lancelot smiled at her, "We're the last to walk the carpet." He said it calmly, but Shen Beiyi's heart raced with fear.Being the last to walk means the entire red carpet is yours; no one will compete for the spotlight or the position...But, Shen Beiyi didn't want to be the last!"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"Kelly Lancelot offered his arm, indicating for Shen Beiyi to take it."Next, we have a mysterious guest to introduce. I believe the name 'Yelin' has been quite famous over the past few years, right? But, I bet no one here knows the person behind the s

Channing MacArthur glanced sideways at Shen Beiyi, his deep, unfathomable eyes filled with affection. "Before Gordon MacArthur, I did have... But after Gordon MacArthur, and with you, it's the first time."Shen Beiyi suddenly lifted her head. "Then, then last time you said that... that it was your first time, you... you liar."The man rubbed his nose, his expression unchanged. "First time, indeed, the first time in five years."Shen Beiyi rolled her eyes, grabbing a pillow beside her and throwing it at him. "Channing MacArthur, you're shameless." She couldn't believe he had made her apologize so solemnly that day.Channing MacArthur caught her wrist, pulling her closer, a smile curling at the corners of his mouth. "You can ask why, in these five years, I haven't touched any women, including Nicola Duncan."Shen Beiyi lowered her head, thinking for a moment before speaking. "Do you have some problem in that area?" Otherwise, it would be hard to explain, given that he was a normal m

### High Residence"Dad, why aren't you saying anything? That woman has appeared. Will she try to take Shaochen from me? She...” She wanted to say that the woman was so beautiful and also the biological mother of Gordon MacArthur. If such an opponent appeared, although she didn't want to admit it, she was already in a panic.Unlike her previous calmness towards Shen Bei, at this moment, what she felt was fear.Father Gao took a sip of tea, his expression unreadable."Dad...""If she really wanted to take him, she wouldn't have waited until today." Although he didn't know much about that child, he believed that over the years, that person would have raised her well."But, Dad...""What are you panicking about? If Shaochen truly likes you, no matter how beautiful another woman is, it won't matter. Instead of worrying here, think about how to capture your man's heart." With that, Father Gao stood up and went into his room.As a man, he understood very well that when you truly fall

Then, a man dressed in chef's attire emerged from inside, still holding a large ladle, with his chef's hat tilted to one side. Yet, even so, it was hard to overlook the air of nobility and his handsome features.He and Channing MacArthur are cut from the same cloth, Shen Beiyi affirmed in her heart.When the newcomer's gaze fell on their clasped hands, he made an exaggerated expression, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk... Don't tell me you're putting on a show!"Channing MacArthur shot him a look of disdain, then nodded towards the man, "This is Duke Eveline, the chef of this shabby place."Then he pointed at Shen Beiyi, "Shen Beiyi.""Hey, what do you mean by 'chef of this shabby place'?" Duke Eveline took off his hat and wiped his hand on his clothes before extending it to Shen Beiyi, "Miss... Shen, I'm Duke Eveline, known as the Prince of Gourmet."Shen Beiyi's mood lightened considerably because of him. She reached out with her free hand, but before they could touch, someone pulled her aw

Channing MacArthur's words did not bring Shen Bei any joy. Instead, she felt guilty, thinking that her happiness was built upon another woman's pain. After seeing Channing MacArthur off, she surprisingly lost her appetite. She simply washed up and lay down on the bed. Reflecting on the events of the day, something suddenly came to mind. She jumped out of bed and went to the living room, where she retrieved a letter from her bag. Turning on the bedside lamp, she opened the envelope and found a single photograph inside.The photo was in black and white, clearly taken many years ago. It showed a man and a woman standing close together. The woman, young and stunningly beautiful, resembled her mother, whom she recognized at a glance. The man, though exceptionally handsome, was not her father; she could tell by his height and build. Her hand trembled, and the photo fell onto the bed. On the back, there were a few neatly written words: "1989, our last meeting."1989? She was born in 1987, s