Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 1971: Chapter 1970: Counterattack

Wen Ran looked up at Mo Xiuchen, trying hard to suppress her laughter.

Mo Xiuchen’s deep eyes squinted slightly, his handsome face looking gentle.

Gracefully taking his seat, his slender fingers lifted the walnut soy milk in front of him, bringing it to his nose to sniff.

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, his gaze lightly resting on his son, “Do I look old enough that you need to use the word ‘elderly’ to describe me?”

Ziyi’s small face, handsome like a younger version of him, showed a pure, harmless smile. Hearing his dad’s question, he calmly explained, “Dad, I originally thought you were still very young and didn’t need to boost your brain. But after asking Momo and Xinxin, we indeed slept with mom last night. Isn’t that right, Mom?”

Wen Ran’s eyes flickered; she certainly couldn’t lie to her kids.

But she also didn’t want to expose Mo Xiuchen in front of their son, so she touched her nose and changed the subject, asking, “Ziyi, are you going to spend some time with Qingqing today?”

Ziyi’s brows furrowed slightly, looking at Wen Ran expectantly, “Mom, tell us first, last night, you did sleep with us, right? You promised to let us sleep with you.”

“Uh.”

Wen Ran felt guilty under her son’s expectant eyes.

Just a moment ago, Ziyi’s expectant eyes blossomed into a smile after Wen Ran’s “uh,” “Dad, mom confirmed it for us, which means it’s not my memory that’s the problem, but your memory that’s wrong.”

“…”

Mo Xiuchen looked towards Wen Ran.

Wen Ran smiled innocently, as if it had nothing to do with her.

Seeing his dad look at his mom, Ziyi’s smile became even more charming, “Dad, you definitely didn’t wake me up last night. If you had, and I came over myself, I would remember it. So you must have carried us back to our room because your memory is not good, and you forgot.”

As he spoke, he slid off his chair and walked over to Mo Xiuchen.

Taller than kids his age, Ziyi stood up, picked up the walnut soy milk from the table, and said very dutifully, “Dad, if you don’t drink the walnut soy milk to boost your brain now, you’ll easily get old, and what would happen to my mom if you age quickly?”

Now it was Mo Xiuchen’s turn for his mouth corner to twitch.

Wen Ran lowered her head, not daring to look at Mo Xiuchen.

Recalling Mo Xiuchen’s earlier words, about their son not being easily bullied, she couldn’t help but want to laugh again.

Indeed, he wouldn’t be bullied easily, because he knows how to fight back.

Ziyi looked at Mo Xiuchen with a smiling face, politely repeating the previous sentence, “Dad, for my mom’s happiness, you should drink the soy milk. Next time if you tell us in advance that you won’t be coming home, Momo, Xinxin and I will still accompany Mom.”

“Right, Momo, Xinxin?”

Ziyi turned to look at Momo and Xinxin.

The two little girls dressed the same, with matching braids, nodded in unison, “Dad, we’ll definitely stay with Mom.”

Since Wen Ran turned her face to the side, Mo Xiuchen couldn’t see her expression, but from her slightly trembling shoulders, he knew Ranran was definitely laughing.

Mo Xiuchen smiled softly, not feeling at all embarrassed for being teased by his son, instead raising his brows lightly and saying, “Next time, when you don’t crawl back to your bed in the middle of the night, then bring it over for me to drink.”

Ziyi’s smile froze.

Seeing his dad’s calm demeanor, he pursed his lips, unwilling to admit defeat, “Next time I definitely won’t go back to my room in the middle of the night.”

Raising his little face to Mo Xiuchen, Ziyi said this and then tilted his head back, gulping down the entire cup of soy milk.

He silently thought to himself, next time he would lock the door, so his dad couldn’t get in and carry him back.

Mo Xiuchen noticed Ziyi’s little scheme, and calmly told him, “Go back to your seat and eat breakfast.”

He then reached over, turning Wen Ran who was turned to the side, and gently said, “Ranran, it’s time for breakfast.”

By then, Wen Ran had managed to suppress her laughter as he turned her around.

“Mom, are you going to Qingqing’s house with us later?”

Ziyi climbed into his chair, asking in a childish voice.

Before Wen Ran had a chance to respond, Mo Xiuchen had already answered for her, “Your mom is busy today. Later, you take Momo and Xinxin to Qingqing’s house to help Uncle Qin and Aunt An take care of Qingqing.”

Meanwhile, Qin Mu, who was having breakfast, sneezed.

“Did you catch a cold last night?”

Seeing Qin Mu sneeze, An Lin sitting beside him immediately asked with concern.

Qingqing, who was learning to eat by herself, also looked up at her dad.

Qin Mu smiled slightly and said casually, “No, maybe someone is talking about me.”

An Lin laughed, “Early in the morning, who could be talking about you? Could it be one of your dear friends?”

Qin Mu leaned slightly, took a napkin to wipe the porridge off Qingqing’s mouth, and said nonchalantly, “It must be Xiu Chen. If I’m not mistaken, he will probably send three kids over to our house today.”

“You’re talking about Xiu Chen as if he’s a stepdad, sending three kids to our house.”

Qin Mu raised an unimpressed eyebrow, not feeling his description was wrong, “Saying ‘send’ is already mild. Xiu Chen never misses asking us to help with the kids every week, while he takes Ranran for a romantic getaway. Besides, now all three kids are on holiday.”

“Besides, isn’t it those three kids helping us cheer up our daughter? Every time Qingqing plays with them, she’s especially happy.”

“It’s because Ziyi likes our Qingqing. Since Ziyi likes Qingqing so much, and Qingqing can already walk and talk, why don’t we pick a good day and send Qingqing to Xiu Chen’s house?”

Qin Mu spoke convincingly.

An Lin couldn’t help but laugh and gave him a playful glance, “If Qingqing really goes to live with them, would you be willing?”

Qin Mu used to be somewhat aloof, but An Lin felt that ever since Qingqing was born, Qin Mu had changed.

He sticks to his daughter every day, and as soon as he gets home from work, they interact for half an hour. Gradually, if Qin Mu is home, Qingqing doesn’t cling to her mom anymore.

Every day, she looks for her dad or brother.

Qin Mu looked at An Lin with an intent gaze, maintaining his smile, “What’s there to get used to? You’re still here. If Qingqing moves to Xiu Chen’s house, we can still see her anytime. Just visit her whenever we miss her.”

He also saw it as a chance to spend some quality couple time with An Lin.

“I can’t replace your little love, though.”

An Lin teased.

Qin Mu laughed heartily, reassuringly saying, “Don’t be jealous, once Qingqing is sent to Xiu Chen’s house, I’ll take you on a vacation so we can properly enjoy some couple time together.”