Attack of the Adorable Kid: President Daddy's Infinite Pampering

Mu Sihan saw the friend request on WeChat. The profile photo was of a mischievous kid in a baseball cap. He narrowed his dark eyes slightly.

He accepted the request and was going to put down his phone and continue the meeting.

But the next second, a video call rang.

Mu Sihan did not intend to answer it during the meeting, he wanted to press on the refuse button. Instead, he found himself pressing on the answer button.

Immediately, a small and delicate face appeared on the screen of his phone, his black eyes staring at him. “Uncle Cool, it’s been awhile, how are you?”

Mu Sihan’s mouth twitched.

It’s been awhile?

It had only been a few days.

Hearing the childish voice of a little kid, Lan Yanzhi and the high-level personnel were shocked.

What?

The bad-tempered boss was video calling a little kid?

During the meeting?

And boss lifted the corner of his mouth, is he smiling?

Impossible, impossible! They had never seen him smile before!

Who was this little kid? Was he the illegitimate child of boss?

But they had never heard of boss having a girlfriend!

Many of the high-level personnel were openly gaping, their eyes all directed at Lan Yanzhi, trying to get him to be his usual gossipy self and find out who that little kid was.

Lan Yanzhi also wanted to ask, but he had an ominous feeling that if he were to interrupt Fourth Brother and the little kid’s call, Fourth Brother would not hesitate to chop him up!

The little kid’s voice was very pleasant to listen to, they really wanted to see what he looked like!

Mu Sihan looked at the group of people with their prying eyes and curious ears. He shouted with a cold and fierce expression, “Those who are not done with the plans, amend them again and submit them for review. Those who have errors in their data, correct it immediately. If I even catch a glimpse of the smallest error, you are all fired!”

After voicing his demands, he stopped the conference call.

Xiaojie saw how Mu Sihan got angry and dominated the meeting. He blinked his big black eyes. “Uncle Cool, you’re really cool.”

Mu Sihan raised his eyebrows, his eyes cold. “You’re not afraid of me?”

“I’m afraid, but I still think you’re cool. But then… will you yell at women?”

Mu Sihan snorted. To him, there was no gender difference and he didn’t discriminate, he had never been a person who sympathized with women and would never let them off for simply being a woman.

“I’ll ask you a question. Do you think my Pretty Zhizhi is pretty? Do you want to protect her?”

Mu Sihan squinted his dark eyes. “Brat, are you promoting your Mommy to me?”

Xiaojie widened his eyes in surprise. “You already know Pretty Zhizhi’s identity? Well, a handsome and cool uncle won’t like a single mom, but there should be exceptions. I’ll just help Pretty Zhizhi look around then.”

Xiaojie wanted to hang up and Mu Sihan stopped him with a dark face. “Brat, don’t hang up.”

Xiaojie stuck out his tongue. “What are you doing?”

“That stupid woman… your Mommy. Is she being bullied again?”

“You are not allowed to scold Pretty Zhizhi or call her stupid!” Xiaojie glared at Mu Sihan angrily. “You don’t like single moms, so it’s not your business whether Pretty Zhizhi has been bullied or not!”

“Brat, you’d better tell me what happened to your stupid Mommy, or I’ll go to the hospital now.”

Xiaojie also did not know what had happened to Pretty Zhizhi. He only knew that she was not so happy after answering the call and went out quite hurriedly. “Pretty Zhizhi’s ex-fiancé called her, then she said she had to go out.”

After the video call with the brat, Mu Sihan smoked two cigars with a gloomy face. He was about to go out when his phone rang again.

It was Alvis.

“Young Master Mu, my flight is tonight, I’ve already checked out of Kaiyue Hotel, I can see the chauffeur you arranged for me… Ah, Miss Nan…” his voice drifted off.

Mu Sihan frowned. “Miss Nan? You just saw Nan Zhi?”

“Yes, but Miss Nan did not see me. She was walking towards the elevator.”

Bo Shaoxiu did not know whether to feel happy or sad.

Nan Zhi had come, but it was for the diary, not for him.

He didn’t know whether to laugh, or scream in rage. It had already been four years, but the pain was as fresh as the day she had left. He had wooed her for two years but his status in her heart was not comparable to a faded, yellowing diary.

It was clear how important that person was to her.

But it did not matter. If he could not get her heart, he would make do with her body. Bo Shaoxiu checked out Nan Zhi secretly. She was wearing a coat and jeans, wrapping herself up tightly.

But the more he could not see anything, the more he wanted to peel her off, layer by layer, and see the beautiful scenery inside.

The image of Nan Zhi’s gracefulness wearing a dress appeared in Bo Shaoxiu’s mind, making his throat tickle.

Nan Yao was pregnant and he could not touch her for the first three months. He missed the taste of women, especially Nan Zhi, who he had never laid his hands on.

His eyes raked over her body hungrily. She was fairer than Nan Yao, more beautiful, tall and slender and seeing her now, would be gentler and more compatible in bed. He could see her, writhing beneath him, moaning as their bodies moved together. His throat tightened.

Seeing how Bo Shaoxiu was looking at her with lustful eyes, Nan Zhi smirked coldly.

“Where’s the diary?”

Bo Shaoxiu threw the towel off his hands and came close to Nan Zhi, he was like a stalking panther to its prey. Nan Zhi backed away until her back hit the cabinet.

Bo Shaoxiu placed both of his hands at the sides of Nan Zhi, trapping her between his arms and the cabinet. His brown eyes stared at her intently. “Zhizhi, Sijing has already been locked in the police station for three days, how long are you planning to keep her there?”

Nan Zhi found it funny. “I am not the young lady of the Nan family anymore, how could I possibly influence the police to do my bidding?”

“Nan Yao said you…”

Nan Zhi knew what he wanted to say. She raised her slender fingers and tapped lightly upon his chest. “Shaoxiu, why do you believe whatever Nan Yao says? If I am really financially supported by an old man, why would I still go for the anchor interview? Wouldn’t I just stay at home and enjoy a happy life?”

Bo Shaoxiu felt that what Nan Zhi said was also reasonable, but…

“She saw you getting in a Lykan Hypersports sports car.”

“Oh, that was the friend of my best friend.”

Bo Shaoxiu knew Nan Zhi had two best friends, Yanran was a reporter and the other, Qin Yubing, was in the entertainment industry. It was not impossible for the two of them to know rich people.

“Don’t you know your sister’s temper? Maybe she offended some influential person, and they used this chance to punish her. Don’t blame everything on me.”

Bo Shaoxiu understood the implied meaning of Nan Zhi’s words. He lips curled and he smiled in delight. “So, you are not financially supported by an old man?”

“Of course not.”

Bo Shaoxiu looked at her innocent and charming face, and swallowed. He reached out and picked up the glass of red wine on the cabinet. “Zhizhi, drink this up and I’ll return the diary to you.”

Nan Zhi took the wine, her long eyelashes lowered slightly and she smirked. “What if I don’t drink it?”

Bo Shaoxiu released Nan Zhi and went to the bedside table, taking out a yellowing diary and a lighter in his other hand.

“Zhizhi, if you don’t drink it, I will burn it now. Count on my words.”

Nan Zhi saw the diary which recorded all her secrets during her youth. Numerous recollections surged out from her memory. She was on the verge of tears, but she held them back and downed the red wine in the glass.

Bo Shaoxiu saw Nan Zhi drinking the wine and there was a calculative gleam in his dark brown eyes.

The wine was drugged and even if she was unwilling, she would become his woman tonight.

In the past, he had mysophobia 1 and had been obsessed with cleanliness, but over the past few years, he had played with many women outside, searching desperately for those that looked like Nan Zhi. But those women were all fakes and could never live up to her. Now that the original one was back, he could not wait to taste her.