“Why would I lie to you?”
Uhh, he was right.
Mo Zhining pursed his lips, and a conflicted look flashed across his eyes. Should he tell his daddy or not? However, if he spilled out the beans, it would mean that he’d betrayed his mommy.
However, the conditions that his daddy had offered were too tempting for a kid like him. No child in the world would prefer taking classes over playtime.
“Jiang Tingxu said she would take me to kindergarten when she got back. She even said that she would take me to Grandma Wen’s house.”
“And?”
“Uhh… and… she said that daddy is a rascal!” He didn’t even put on his clothes after showering. His mommy had said that his daddy was a bad example.
When Mo Boyuan had heard the word rascal, his face had taken a salty look.
A rascal? Maybe he should try being one next time. Since he was called a rascal, if he didn’t behave like one, Mo Boyuan wouldn’t be worthy of this title, would he?
Mo Boyuan had a malicious grin on his face. Mo Zhining shivered—his daddy was scheming something evil again.
“You can go have your breakfast now.”
Mo Zhining dashed towards the table, not willing to spend a split second with his daddy, who’d given him the chills.
Mo Boyuan casually entered the bedroom and took out his outfit for the day from his suitcase.
After he changed, Jiang Tingxu had come out of the bathroom. She saw Mo Boyuan staring at him with a creepy gaze—she had a feeling that she was going to be devoured alive. What had happened in such a short time?
She shifted her stare to look at the kiddo sitting at the table, her gaze inquiring. Unfortunately, her doubt wasn’t answered. Mo Zhining was guilty of selling his mommy out, and he didn’t dare to look her in the eyes.
When Jiang Tingxu passed by Mo Boyuan, she had felt goosebumps rising on her skin.
“Heh.” His tone was spiteful.
Jiang Tingxu had her brows furrowed. She wanted to ask what was wrong, but he had walked towards Mo Zhining. She gulped her words down in silence.
…
The father and son duo had waited for Jiang Tingxu to change into her clothes before they started eating.
One had a bitter face while the other guilty. Breakfast this morning was peculiarly peaceful.
Mo Zhining had finished his breakfast when his daddy and mommy were almost done. “Daddy, Jiang Tingxu, I’m going to look for Grandma Wen and Uncle next door.”
“Do remember to behave well.”
“Okie.” Mo Zhining had skipped in joy towards the door, and he was gone.
Only the two of them were left in the room. Jiang Tingxu was eating her breakfast silently, but her speed was getting slower and slower.
Mo Boyuan had been sitting by her side waiting, and he found that Jiang Tingxu seemed to have eaten more than usual this morning. He tapped his fingers on the table twice.
“Ahem, what’s wrong?” Jiang Tingxu couldn’t help but ask.
Mo Boyuan had understood what she meant. He snatched half of the fried dough stick from Jiang Tingxu’s hand and threw it into a bowl at the side. “Honey, we need to talk.”
Jiang Tingxu’s eyebrows twitched a little. “About what?”
“Well, how about evening the score?”
“Huh?” What the h*ll was he saying?
As Jiang Tingxu turned her head around, Mo Boyuan had inclined his face forward, and they had kissed. Once his lips were locked on hers, how could she, a little white rabbit, have escaped the grasp of a big bad wolf? If it wasn’t for one of them knocking over a plate, this kissed wouldn’t have ended so quickly.
Even so, Jiang Tingxu’s eyes had looked watery, like she’d just been bullied. Yet it wasn’t the same for Mo Boyuan—he was looking at the broken pieces of the plate on the floor, feeling vexed.
