Chapter 45

The two adorable cubs launched a simultaneous adorable offensive, and Xu Qingyan, a doting mother and daughter lover, was powerless to resist.

But where to begin?

Let's start from his first meeting with Jiang Yan abroad five years ago.

Xu Qingyan sat on the edge of the bed, pondering and organizing his thoughts and words.

"Da Bao, do you not know how to say it?" Xu Yirou lazily lay on the headboard, comfortably resting her chin on her hand.

"Yes, Mom."

"Then we'll ask you questions and you can answer them."

Bubble and Xu Qingyan both thought it was a good idea, and Xu Qingyan agreed: "Let's get started then."

The two cubs rubbed their hands together, eager to get started. Xu Yirou asked first, "Da Bao, how long have you known your goose wife?"

Five years.

Bubble did the math. She was five years old this year, and her parents had known each other for five years. So, her mother was already pregnant with her not long after they met.

Wow, it's even faster than the uncles and aunties on TV!

"Dad, how did you win Mom's heart?"

It's unbelievable that Dad, who has facial paralysis, was able to win Mom's heart.

...Did he chase after her? Xu Qingyan's mind went blank.

He met Jiang Yan at a cocktail party abroad, where Jiang Yan accidentally spilled red wine on his clothes.

His clothes were all high-end custom-made and very expensive, but they were nothing to him, so he didn't intend to hold Jiang Yan responsible. However, Jiang Yan insisted on compensating him.

So they exchanged contact information, and occasionally Jiang Yan would take the initiative to contact him, inviting him to watch movies or have meals together.

Based on his limited movie-watching experience, it should be considered that Jiang Yan pursued him?

“I didn’t pursue you,” Xu Qingyan said truthfully. “It was your mother who pursued me.”

Bubble's eyes widened suddenly.

Xu Yirou's face froze, her expression full of disbelief.

Da Bao is handsome, and he has never lacked girls who like him since he was a child. However, he is aloof and taciturn, so the girls do not dare to openly approach and pester him.

Wow, Da Bao is so easy to win over! You can get him on a whim.

This was completely unexpected by Xu Yirou.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible." Bubble shook her little head like a windmill.

With so many handsome men around her, Mom never considered finding her a stepfather.

How could such a noble and aloof mother possibly pursue a father?

Dad must be lying because he's shy.

Xu Qingyan was puzzled that his daughter didn't believe him. Did he have any reason to lie about this?

"I didn't lie." Xu Qingyan said, both helpless and curious. "Bubble, why are you so sure Daddy is lying?"

“Because Mom said that all men are liar pigs~” Bubble’s eyes shone with a bright light, “Especially since Dad, you have facial paralysis, Mom likes uncles who smile a lot, so she can’t possibly pursue you on her own initiative.”

Xu Qingyan's throat tightened.

A smiling uncle? He raised an eyebrow slightly: "Which smiling uncle?"

“Uncle Fang, Uncle Lan, Uncle Jiang… oh, there are so many uncles, I can’t even count them all.” Bubble hugged her blanket. “So, Dad, don’t try to lie to me.”

Xu Qingyan's long, slender fingers unconsciously caressed the book cover. He was going on a business trip to City C where Jiang Yan was in a couple of days, so he decided to visit her on set.

The two children had no idea what Xu Qingyan was thinking. Xu Yirou continued excitedly, "Dabao, did you really steal a lot of goose wives?"

Xu Qingyan: ?

"They robbed a lot?"

"Rou Rou is talking about taking things by force."

Xu Yirou nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes, yes, forcefully taking what you want. Da Bao, are you a domineering CEO who forces his way in and takes what you want?"

No need to guess, this idiom that shouldn't appear in the baby's dictionary must have been taught by Bubble again.

The business world is like a battlefield, and the means of force and robbery are necessary to achieve certain goals, but he abides by the law and everything is done within the scope permitted by law.

Xu Qingyan's jawline was slightly tense, and his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, looking as serious as if he were giving a work report.

"Mom, what do you think means by being domineering?"

If it's his attitude of being determined to pursue a project he's set his sights on, then he is indeed domineering.

Merchants pursue profit; it's in their nature.

"Well, for example—"

Xu Yirou suddenly pressed her cheek against Bubble Face, half-closing her eyes and pouting: "Are you playing hard to get with me?"

There is no woman in this world that I cannot have.

"A rainy night, cold iron, and strands of hair drifting in the air~"

Bubble deftly raised her delicate pinky finger and waved it coquettishly, "Oh, how annoying!"

"..." Xu Qingyan gasped.

What is his mother doing?

What is his daughter doing?

What are those two doing?!

Xu Qingyan pressed hard on the throbbing veins on Kuang's forehead, not getting angry or upset. He thought to himself that Kuang hadn't read enough books and had too much free time. He secretly decided to give the two kids an extra lesson in moral education.

He slowly exhaled, clearing his mind of the images that had just flashed through his mind, and solemnly said, "Mom, I'm a CEO, not a lunatic."

"You should watch less of these unhealthy movies and TV shows," he advised weakly. "They will harm your minds."

Bubble: "Dad, you can't say that. Uncle Demon Lord will be sad if he hears it."

"What's the meaning?"

“Uncle Demon Lord filmed so many scenes of him kissing and hugging the sisters.” Bubble cupped the back of Xu Yirou’s head, her rosy lips pouting. “That’s how Uncle kisses the sisters. He even said no to them, but his body was honest with him.”

!!

Xu Qingyan's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

What kind of nonsensical dialogue is this? How did it even pass censorship?!

He knew that his younger brother, He Nianzhu, had a good reputation in the entertainment industry and was doing very well. Although he had never seen his dramas, he always thought that He Nianzhu was acting in serious dramas.

The result... turned out to be that kind of ridiculous, melodramatic, shallow, and trashy drama that's unsuitable for children?

Bubble even saw it and copied it, making Xu Qingyan feel embarrassed for He Nianzhu.

Bubble, oblivious to her father's trembling heart, excitedly introduced to Xu Yirou, "Rou Rou, your uncle is super handsome in the drama. Many of the kids in our class like him a lot. They say they want to marry him when they grow up."

Xu Yirou's eyes widened in surprise: "Really?"

"Really, really, I'm not lying to you. Tangtang has already thought of what to name the baby in the future."

"Oh, what's it called?"

“She didn’t tell me,” Bubble said, scratching her face sheepishly. “Because she said the father should be the first person she tells the child’s name.”

The child's father, He Nianzhu: Meow meow meow?

That night, He Nianzhu, who was sound asleep, received a stern phone call from her older brother: "Film more positive dramas and less stuff that is unsuitable for children and is offensive to the eyes."

A bewildered He Nianzhu: (Image of a confused person with a question mark)

Why is his brother, a retired cadre who doesn't have much entertainment, suddenly interested in his career?

Damn, which shameless person tattled on him to his brother!

Or was it his brother who stayed up all night watching his show, and happened to catch the scene where he was kissing the female lead?

That would be so embarrassing! It's no different from a family watching a kissing scene together.

He Nianzhu rolled over, clutching her pillow, her sleepiness completely gone as she grumbled and cursed.

Little did he know that his good older brother, Xu Qingyan, also tossed and turned all night, staying awake until dawn.

Who could understand that instead of the heartwarming moments of maternal love and filial piety, he was repeatedly struck by attacks from the cub's mother and daughter?

Feeling exhausted. (Image)

Two days later, Xu Qingyan went on a business trip to City C, and Qiao Wen, as his temporary guardian, temporarily moved into the Xu family villa.

Xu Yirou happily saw off her goose and joyfully welcomed Qiao Wen.

Qiao Wen was initially hesitant, but when Xu Qingyan told her about Xu Yirou's injury at work, she immediately changed her mind and agreed.

Summer vacation has just begun and the little rascal is already injured; he's such a worry.

Unlike the three siblings, Qiao Wen was not restrained in front of Xu Yirou. As the patriarch of the Xu family, she was the one who subdued Xu Yirou. No matter how naughty Xu Yirou was, she would behave in front of her.

During the day, only she and Qiao Wen are at home. She practices piano in the morning, studies arithmetic and painting in the afternoon, and rests in the evening.

The course, which was far from being considered elite education, still made Xu Yirou, who was used to being lazy, complain endlessly. The main source of her suffering was mathematics.

In the bright and clean study, the rustling of turning pages and the baby's babbling intertwined to create a little melody.

The cub, dressed in a sky-blue tulle dress, lay on the table with its round, snow-white arms exposed, looking utterly miserable.

Xu Yirou bit her finger and muttered with a pained expression, "3+3=6, 2+5=7, 7-5=2."

"8 + 7 = 13".

Sitting in the rosewood chair, Qiao Wen pursed her lips slightly, glanced at him impassively, and continued reading silently.

Ugh, my head hurts so much.

Xu Yirou clutched her head in anguish, staring at the endless array of arithmetic problems. Her lips curled downwards, and she felt itchy all over.

She glanced cautiously in Qiao Wen's direction out of the corner of her eye.

Seeing Qiao Wen engrossed in her book, the little one held its breath, quietly slipped off the chair, and tiptoed a few steps.

Where to?

The cub stopped, turned its head, and said sweetly, "Mommy, I'm going to the toilet."

Qiao Wen didn't even look up: "Going to the toilet three times in less than half an hour, is it because of a stomachache?"

"Oh right, Mom, my tummy hurts." Xu Yirou bent down and hugged her tummy, her little face scrunched up. "My tummy hurts, I need to go to the toilet."

Qiao Wen paused as she turned the page: "Then I'll have Uncle Yun prepare the car, and we'll go to the hospital."

The little girl's cunning was written all over her face; Qiao Wen didn't even need to look up to know what she was up to.

Xu Yirou waved her hands repeatedly, feeling guilty.

Qiao Wen put down her book, the dull thud making the little boy's heart skip a beat, and he looked at her nervously.

Qiao Wenxi remained calm, sitting upright and dignified, and lightly tapped the table, her expression unreadable: "Rou Rou, come here."

Xu Yirou steeled herself and stepped forward, saying, "Mom."

Qiao Wen turned to the side, looking down at the guilty little dumpling: "Is your stomach really hurting or are you faking it?"

Xu Yirou looked up: "Mom, should I tell the truth?"

“Of course,” Qiao Wen said calmly, “It’s only meaningful to hear the truth.”

“Okay then,” Xu Yirou said. “Mom, my stomach doesn’t hurt. I just lied.”

Qiao Wen had already guessed this outcome, and she wasn't angry. Compared to doing something wrong, she valued the courage to admit her mistakes more.

"But Mom, I think I'm really sick. My bottom gets so itchy whenever I sit in that chair."

"My hands and neck are also itchy."

After saying that, Xu Yirou stretched out her hand, which was scratched red, and at the same time slightly raised her neck, and sure enough, there were several red marks from her little claws.

Qiao Wen's expression changed slightly. She gently hugged the cub into her arms, her straight back pressing down as her clear, bright eyes swept over it inch by inch.

Her cool fingertips gently stroked upwards: "Now, does it itch?"

"It doesn't itch anymore, Mommy." The little one took the opportunity to snuggle into her arms and act cute, his fluffy soft hair brushing against Qiao Wen's chin. "It's so magical, Mommy, it doesn't itch anymore when you touch it."

"You little rascal," Qiao Wen said bluntly, unmoved, "Are you saying all these sweet nothings to avoid doing your homework?"

Xu Yirou blushed slightly, her little face flushed with embarrassment at having her little secret exposed.

Homework is so hard, I don't want to do it, I can't even count on my fingers QA Q

She argued in a muffled voice, "Mom, Rou Rou likes to study and likes to do her homework."

"But Rou Rou has a disease that makes her itchy when she does her homework."

She looked up and sighed, her little expression troubled. It seemed she was destined not to be able to do her homework, which was such a pity.

Qiao Wen couldn't help but chuckle at her serious expression. This tiny little girl had quite a few tricks up her sleeve: "Since Rou Rou is sick, shouldn't we ask Uncle Yun to prepare a car to take her to the hospital?"

Xu Yirou: "...Mom, the doctors are very busy. Don't bother them with Rou Rou's little illness. Rou Rou will get better with more rest."

Human babies go to great lengths to avoid doing homework.

What is eight plus seven?

"Thirteen?"

"Thirteen?"

"Fourteen?" The academically challenged child spread out his ten limp fingers and started counting one by one, "...Thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, oh! It equals fifteen~"