“Shut up; don’t cry!”
Ji Ziming’s head hurt from his son’s cries; he really did not know who his son resembled since he loved to cry so much.
When he was young, he hardly cried, but this cheap son of his loved to cry when it came to anything.
This made him really unhappy.
As his son, how could he act like a little girl who cried as and when he liked?
“Waaaa! Mommy, mommy!”
This time around, not only was the child terrified of him, he cried even louder.
Pei Ge, whose heart almost melted from the child’s cries, immediately frowned when she saw the man acting fierce to the boy in her arms.
“Alright. Stop being fierce to him. I’ve already told you earlier not to be so fierce with children.”
She glared at the man before softly comforting the child in her arms.
“Alright. Stop crying; stop crying. I won’t leave; won’t leave.”
“Wu! M-Mommy, are you really not leaving? Wu wu!”
When the child heard her words, he sniffed as he looked at her with blurry eyes and asked in an aggrieved voice.
“Yes, I’m not leaving.” She bent her head and planted a soft kiss on his cheek.
After being kissed by her, the child’s face flushed almost at once, and he appeared very shy as he hid his head in her embrace.
“…”
For some reason, Ji Ziming felt unhappy upon witnessing their interaction.
It was as though his treasure had been snatched away by someone else, and this person was none other than his son.
“Ha ha! This is even better! I was just about to ask Miss Regina to stay at our place for the night but was afraid of being too abrupt.”
Madam Ji smiled when she saw that her grandson had stopped crying.
“Huh?”
She only intended to pacify the child to sleep and leave afterward but did not expect the older woman to take her words for real.
Meanwhile, the people who had taken her words for real were not just the older woman.
“Then, I’ll stay here for one night with her,” Mu Heng chirped in, grinning.
The corners of her mouth twitched when she heard this playboy’s words.
“That’s fantastic! I want to sleep with mommy!”
As a result, she was forced to stay and pretend as ‘Baby’s mommy’ for an entire night.
“Mommy, I wanna listen to bedtime stories.”
She smiled helplessly when she saw the child, all dressed in pajamas and under his blanket, holding a storybook.
“Alright. Let me shower first…”
She shook her head helplessly and sighed before agreeing.
“Alright, mommy; go quickly!”
The child waved the storybook in his hand as he rushed her while grinning.
Seeing the bright smile of his face, she let out an equally bright smile as she entered the room’s toilet.
Once she was done washing up and drying herself, she returned to the bedroom again.
She happened to see the child hiding something under his pillow.
“Baby, what are you hiding?” she asked curiously.
However, the child merely shook his head and kept the pillow tightly under him.
“Nothing, nothing! I’m not hiding anything.”
Seeing that the child was unwilling to reveal it, she stopped pressing as well. Grinning, she walked to the bed, removed her slippers, and snuggled under the blankets right beside him.
“What do you want to listen to?” She caressed his head and asked gently.
“‘The Three Little Pigs’!”
He passed the fairytale book to her with anticipation.
Seeing him looking at her with glistening eyes, she tapped his head amusedly before taking the book from him.
Flipping the book open to ‘The Three Little Pigs’ page, she started narrating the story to the child.
“Mother Pig had three children. The eldest was called Hu Hu, the second was Lu Lu, and the third was Du Du. One day, Mother Pig said to the piglets…”
Her gentle voice was very suitable for narrating bedtime stories.
Furthermore, she would tweak her voice when she was narrating the stories.
This made the child, who was listening to her, be immersed in the story, and he did not appear as if he would go to sleep soon.
It appeared as though this were his first time listening to someone narrate a bedtime story to him.
“…Du Du looked at his two older brothers and said with determination, ‘Alright. Let’s build a big brick house. We can bring mommy over and stay together!’”
After she had finished with the story, the child was still not asleep.
“Mommy, those three little pigs are great!”
The child chirped cutely with his bright eyes; it seemed that he truly enjoyed the story.
“That’s right.”
She closed the fairytale book and grinned at the boy lying in her arms.
“If only I have two older brothers, too… If not, a younger brother or sister is good, too.”
The child seemed to have thought of something as he lowered his head and mumbled softly.
Hearing his words, she lifted her hand and rubbed his head.
“Next time, you’ll definitely have a younger brother or sister…”
She told the child gently.
“But it still won’t be nice to have a younger brother or sister because they may not like Baby as their older brother…” muttered the child despondently.
“…”
She understood what the child meant.
She reckoned that Qiao Jingyun had likely filled this child’s mind with some weird ideas.
“No, it won’t. Baby is so cute and your younger brother and sister will surely like you.”
“They won’t…”
Seeing the child’s mood getting worse, she simply changed the topic.
“Baby, let auntie tell you the story of ‘The Ugly Duckling’!”
“Sure, sure!”
“Once upon a time, there was a…”
Pei Ge stopped being too expressive when she narrated this time around; thus, the child was slowly lulled into sleep by her gentle voice.
Seeing the child with his eyes closed and sleeping soundly under the blankets, she curled her lips and covered him well before planting a goodnight kiss on his forehead lightly.
“Goodnight, little guy…”
