Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Time flew by, and five years passed in a blink of an eye.
Gu Qingyao was sunning herself in front of the French windows of the Mo house as she looked at her business reports.
The passage of five years had left no mark on her. She was still as beautiful and charming as she was a few years ago when she was a young girl.
Little One was now a chubby boy with a smooth complexion. He carried his toys and scampered towards Gu Qingyao on his little legs. “Mother… Mother…”
‘When he reached Gu Qingyao’s side, he sat on the carpet next to her and burrowed into her arms. He said coaxingly, “Mother, darling has made bird’s nest soup for you. Mother, it will certainly make you prettier and younger. Oh, darling is so tired. Mother, quick give me a massage.”
Gu Qingyao smiled. She held her reports with one hand and cuddled him close with the other hand. Then she rubbed his little shoulders and legs. The small boy’s eyes half-closed in bliss.
Mo Beihan had always doted on Gu Qingyao, and, growing up in this environment, Little One was always very filial towards Gu Qingyao.
Having inherited Gu Qingyao’se excellent cooking skills, he started cooking for his mother at a young age.
“Mother, can I sleep with you tonight? Darling hasn’t slept with you for so many days. Daddy is so ba
Gu Qingyao wanted to laugh when she recalled the war between father and son.
“aren’t you afraid Father will kick you out in the middle of the night?”
Little One pouted. “Mother, you come and sleep in my room. I don’t want to sleep in Daddy’s room!”
“Your room is too small. Your daddy says it’s too hard on me to have to sleep in such a small room.”
Little One wrinkled his brow. “Then… I also want a big room. You can renovate a nice, big room for me and stay with me. All right?”
“That sounds nice. Do you have money for renovations? This is not your house. Where are you going to get such a big room?”
The small boy was already building delightful castles in the air when his father strode in with a stern look and destroyed them.
Mo Beihan strode in, looking rather grim. This little fellow, who kept trying to steal his wife, really gave him a headache.
He sat next to Gu Qingyao and pulled her into his arms, pushing away the little fellow who was curled up on Gu Qingyao’s lap.
“Go, go, go, go away. You’re so big, but you still want to stick to your mother? How outrageous!”
Gu Qingyao rolled her eyes. She had heard too much of such things in recent years and had no energy to protest!
The little boy was indignant. “You’re even bigger than me! Why are you allowed to stick to Mother?”
“She’s my wife, not my mother. If you’re so clever, go stick to your own wife.”
“Tm so young. How can I get married?”
“Then go stick to your future wife.”
“Who’s my future wife?”
“How would I know?”
Little One was infuriated. “You’re so big. Why don’t you know a small thing like that?”
Mo Beihan: “…”
Gu Qingyao: “…”
Gu Qingyao really wanted to laugh, but she forced it down.
Little One continued, “Mother belongs to me. You’re always trying to steal my mother; aren’t you ashamed of yourself? You’re so big, but you still need someone to keep you company when you sleep. Even a small baby like me is better than that!”
Mo Beihan ground his teeth. “You’re five years old. You’re not a small baby. It’s only right that you sleep by yourself.”
Little One said pitifully, “‘m a small baby compared to you! A small baby!”
