Fu Yanli wore a light-colored custom-made shirt paired with black trousers, his superior looks and demeanor no less impressive than any celebrity’s.
When Xie Hualiang spotted Fu Yanli, he immediately approached with a smile and greeted him. “President Fu, you’re on this flight too? Thanks to your support, we were able to upgrade to first class on this one. Otherwise, a twelve-hour flight would’ve been torture for the kids.”
This was a double-decker luxury international flight, with the entire upper level dedicated to first class. Each seat had its own private compartment, and adjacent ones could even be combined into a double bed.
Of course, the tickets were outrageously expensive—six figures each.
Xie Hualiang knew they had Jiang Shunnian to thank for this, but he didn’t say it outright. He simply expressed his gratitude to Fu Yanli.
He’d seen the Weibo hot search too. Netizens were curious about Fu Yanli’s appearance, but there was nothing about him online, let alone info on his wife. They could only speculate it was some well-matched heiress.
Xie Hualiang figured they weren’t ready to go public—or at least not yet—so he kept his mouth shut and didn’t tease.
“You’re too kind, Director Xie,” Fu Yanli replied reservedly. “I have a child too.”
Nono’s eyes lit up the moment he saw Fu Yanli, but he remembered his daddy’s words: if they ran into Big Daddy outside, he couldn’t just call out. So he could only blink his big, beautiful eyes at Fu Yanli repeatedly, signaling Nono’s here, and today’s Nono really likes Big Daddy too!
Fu Yanli melted at the cub’s adorableness and reached out to him. “Nono, come to Big Daddy.”
This was as good as an official acknowledgment.
“Big Daddy!” Nono joyfully ran over. Fu Yanli scooped him up and settled him on his lap.
Jiang Shunnian’s seat went without saying—it was right next to Fu Yanli’s.
The other guests were no fools. After taking in Fu Yanli’s striking looks and poise, they inwardly marveled at Jiang Shunnian’s incredible luck.
After all, most entertainment industry moguls were greasy, paunchy middle-aged men. Ones like Fu Yanli, with both wealth and devastating looks, were a rare breed.
They exchanged brief greetings with Fu Yanli and found their seats. Soon, the cabin door closed.
Once seated, Jiang Shunnian asked, “What are you doing here?”
“Heading there to discuss a deal.”
In truth, Fu Yanli didn’t need to go in person. Their partnership with Aetheris Group had lasted years, dating back to when Fu Shizhang took the helm. This was just routine maintenance—signing the next cycle’s contract.
But ever since Jiang Shunnian had confessed about dying in a car accident in his previous life, Fu Yanli couldn’t stop worrying. What if something happened while they were so far away and out of his reach? He’d rearranged his schedule early and decided to tag along.
He’d even upgraded them from business class to first.
Once filming wrapped, he could spend a few days playing tourist with Jiang Shunnian and Nono.
Fu Yanli asked the flight attendant to combine their seats into a double bed and close the door. Nono immediately rolled around on the big bed, his cute little milky voice brimming with delight. “Daddy, this bed’s so soft! You gotta try it too!”
Nono was visibly more lively and outgoing than when Jiang Shunnian had been raising him alone.
It made Jiang Shunnian sigh inwardly countless times: Thank goodness I found him a family.
After takeoff, Jiang Shunnian lay down on the bed too, with Fu Yanli naturally on the other side.
The flight was twelve hours long. Nono’s “battery” lasted about four hours of activity. After a lavish in-flight meal, chatting with Fu Yanli in English, and watching fifteen minutes of cartoons, he declared low battery and wanted to sleep.
But Nono still remembered tumbling to the foot of the bed last time, and he worried a bit. This bed wasn’t as big as the one at home—if he rolled to the end again, would he fall off?
So he said to Jiang Shunnian, “Daddy, can you hold me the whole time? I’m scared I’ll roll away again.”
Jiang Shunnian: “…”
He couldn’t help shooting Fu Yanli another glare.
Fu Yanli stifled a laugh.
But then he remembered he might never set foot in Jiang Shunnian’s bedroom again, and the smile faded from his lips.
Jiang Shunnian’s body was lithe and flexible, carrying a faint, alluring natural scent that Fu Yanli missed dearly.
“Go to sleep. Daddy will hold you the whole time,” Jiang Shunnian replied gently.
“Yay!” With Daddy’s promise, Nono closed his eyes contentedly and drifted off.
Seeing Nono asleep, Fu Yanli asked softly, “Want to sleep too? I told the production team we’re not in a rush to film. We can rest up first and shoot when we’re in good shape.”
Jiang Shunnian wasn’t tired yet. He remembered something. “After this shoot wraps, clear some time so we can check out Nono’s school?”
Schools now required face-to-face interviews, some even parent ones.
It was already early August—less than a month until Nono started.
Fu Yanli agreed readily. “Sure. You’ll be auditioning soon, right? Once you’re in production and busier, I’ll take over with Nono. What does he like to eat? Teach me—I pick things up quick.”
Jiang Shunnian would get much busier soon, but once Nono started school, lunch and dinner would be provided. Fu Yanli would just need to handle breakfast.
“Yeah, I’ll teach you. Nono’s not picky, just doesn’t like celery or carrots much.”
They chatted a bit more, then Jiang Shunnian stopped talking to him and picked a movie.
But it was too soporific. Halfway through, drowsiness hit, and he slowly fell asleep.
Fu Yanli turned off the movie, tucked a blanket over Jiang Shunnian, dimmed the lights, and closed his eyes to rest.
Maybe the AC was cranked too high, but soon after falling asleep, Jiang Shunnian started curling up, looking cold.
Worried he’d catch a chill, Fu Yanli stepped out quietly to ask the attendant to raise the temperature. But Jiang Shunnian still slept fitfully. After a moment’s thought, Fu Yanli gently scooted Nono toward the edge of the bed, propped a pillow as a barrier to keep the little cub from rolling off, then circled around and lay down beside Jiang Shunnian.
Sensing the heat source, Jiang Shunnian burrowed in like a cold animal in a snowstorm finally finding a warm den.
His slightly furrowed brow smoothed out instantly, his pale pink lips parting slightly. Finally sleeping comfortably.
Lured Jiang Shunnian successfully (√).
Fu Yanli’s nose filled with his unique faint body scent. Restraining his wandering desires, he dutifully played human heater.
Fu Yanli thought reservedly: So that night, maybe Jiang Shunnian carried Nono away himself… and crawled into my arms.
The plane began its descent toward the destination, with occasional turbulence jostling Jiang Shunnian awake. He blinked in shock—how was he in Fu Yanli’s arms again?!
His first instinct was to check on Nono, guilt flooding him. The cub had voiced his exact worry before sleep, but here he was, cuddling Fu Yanli.
He checked the foot of the bed—no one. Then to the right: Nono slept soundly, cheeks rosy.
Jiang Shunnian exhaled in relief.
Fu Yanli woke from the movement and clarified right away. “Shunnian, you crawled into my arms yourself.”
“No way,” Jiang Shunnian denied instantly.
“You were cold, kept murmuring about it in your sleep. I was worried you’d get sick, so I lay down here, and you burrowed right in.” Amusement danced in Fu Yanli’s eyes. “Don’t believe me? I can record it next time.”
Jiang Shunnian’s face burned red. Next time? There won’t be a next time!
But it was a flag doomed to fall right away—countless “next times” awaited, even post-exercise cuddles.
Fu Yanli wisely said no more.
Ignoring him, Jiang Shunnian scooped Nono into his arms and gently roused him.
When Nono opened his eyes, seeing himself safe in Daddy’s embrace, he beamed. “Daddy, I didn’t roll to the foot this time!”
Oblivious that the scheming adults had only just moved him.
They wiped Nono’s face with a warm damp towel. The plane was about to land—it was 7:30 a.m. local time, perfect for breakfast after.
Fu Yanli said, “Let’s grab breakfast together after we land. I’ve got it all set up. Your production team’s at the same hotel—no worries about getting separated.”
Jiang Shunnian considered, then nodded. “Alright.”
As they spoke, the plane touched down smoothly. Fu Yanli carried Nono, and they deplaned with Jiang Shunnian.
Fu Yanli had brought his personal assistant, two work assistants, and bodyguards—they were in business class on the lower deck and exited a step behind.
Ever since his raise, Xiao Wang had grown even more attentive. He’d handled President Fu’s request to treat the Baby Travel Plan crew to breakfast flawlessly: local specialties that tasted amazing.
He wondered if he’d get a glimpse of Nono.
Nono’s just too cute! Even a young single guy like him wanted to steal the cub after seeing him.
He never missed an episode of Baby Travel Plan—a diehard Nono fan.
So when he saw Fu Yanli carrying a little kid, he froze.
It was Nono in Fu Yanli’s arms!
And in person, he realized Nono’s eyes were identical to the president’s—just a bit rounder.
Sudden inspiration struck Xiao Wang: Nono must be President Fu’s son!
Known: Nono was Jiang Shunnian’s kid. Nono looked like Fu Yanli. Conclusion: Fu Yanli, Jiang Shunnian, and Nono—a perfect family of three.
Xiao Wang envisioned another raise waving at him. Smiling, he approached. “President Fu, Madam, Young Master, the car’s ready. This way, please.”
Jiang Shunnian: “…”
Xiao Wang’s luck was off this time—Fu Yanli was still in pursuit mode.
But Fu Yanli didn’t correct him and seemed pleased. Jiang Shunnian wouldn’t call him out either; they’d already hosted that banquet, so to outsiders, they were a couple.
Nono greeted politely, “Hello, Uncle.”
Xiao Wang nearly broke character. Young Master called me Uncle!
The other two assistants gazed at Nono pleadingly too. Nono obliged, greeting them all.
Xiao Wang thought: President Fu should bring Young Master Nono to Fu Corporation. It’d skyrocket employee morale.
Half the Fu Corporation staff were Nono fans, after all.
If Nono took over someday, they’d stay loyal into their fifties and sixties—for Nono the Great King!
After a delicious hotel breakfast, Fu Yanli had to head to another city for his deal. Time to part.
Nono planted a kiss on Fu Yanli, reluctant. “Bye-bye, Big Daddy. Take good care of yourself.”
Fu Yanli’s gaze softened, kissing Nono’s forehead. “I will. You take good care of Daddy too.”
“Leave it to me!”
This shoot was at a manor, another spot provided by Fu Yanli, packed with activities.
In the car, the director announced: thanks to sky-high ratings and fan demands, they’d live-stream two hours of filming.
Xie Hualiang smiled at Jiang Shunnian. “Shunnian, your English is great—interact lots with Nono during the live stream, yeah?”
Jiang Shunnian panicked. When did my English get good?!
