But it's okay, it's really okay.
Because after nine months, his wife, Miss Chen Rou, will no longer be fighting alone.
She was once a lone warrior traversing this peninsula, but nine months later, her comrades will be able to openly set foot on this land. She will have more companions, and there will be no more thrilling and dangerous missions to complete.
She will retire with honor, and from now on, she will only be the vice chairman of the Nie family, Nie Zhao's wife, and A Yuanyuan's mother.
Looking to the future, she should have more free time. And when she has more free time, she will be more bored. So, she will be willing to accompany him to work and on business trips. The three of them can then enjoy life and the world in a down-to-earth and peaceful way.
Of course, most importantly, Nie Zhao has always been committed to one thing: to make his wife feel the beauty and joy that money brings, and to let her become addicted to it. He will persist and persevere until he achieves his goal.
He was actually quite disheveled, because it was the middle of the night and he was unshaven.
He also smelled strongly of sweat because he had sweated so much.
In fact, because he was in such a hurry, the bodyguards didn't even have time to install a child safety seat.
He was doing the thing he despised most: holding his son while the car was moving.
The son would sniff him every now and then, probably because he thought his dad smelled too bad. His little nose was all wrinkled up, and his little face was all scrunched up like a little bitter gourd. It was only because he was going to find his mom that the little guy would clap his hands from time to time to express his happy mood.
At this moment, Nie Zhao finally felt more at ease and suddenly remembered that his son seemed to have not drunk water for a long time.
You should know that Nie Zhao would never forget to give his son water.
He was covered in sweat, his shirt clinging to his body.
Despite his discomfort, he found his son's water cup and said, "Baby, drink some water, and you'll see Mommy soon."
Ah Yuan took the water cup, seemingly lost in thought: "Baby loves to drink this, it's spicy, and, oh, it's fizzy!"
What is that spicy and steaming thing?
Nie Zhao pondered for a moment, then asked his son, "Cola?"
Although A Yuan has only drunk it once, he has known about Coca-Cola for a long time.
As soon as his father said the name, he remembered it, and the little guy nodded seriously: "Hmm!"
Nie Zhao nearly exploded upon hearing this.
His son is so young, at the age when his bones are growing, and carbonated drinks are strictly prohibited. Who gave him Coke?
Nie Zhao's first thought was of Mao Zi Ge, who always liked to tease A Yuan.
Another problem is that other bodyguards are afraid of Nie Zhao, but Mao Zi Ge has an advantage: he is not afraid of the boss, so he might secretly feed the child.
Late at night, Nie Zhao took a closer look and, good heavens, there was brown stuff on his son's lips. When he wiped it with his finger, it was still stringy. He licked it again and almost fainted. It really was cola, cloyingly sweet.
He suppressed his anger: "Was it the bald uncle who gave you the Coke?"
At first, it tasted spicy and stimulating, but then it became sweet and refreshing, and A Yuan became addicted.
Of course, he and his father always talk about everything.
He waved his chubby little hands, looking very serious: "No, I mean the goose in a goose costume, Second Uncle."
The cola was actually given to the child by Nie Yao?
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