“I see you’re still very healthy, you can have a third child,” Zheng Lin said. “You can take them out and they’ll be your grandchildren, no one will suspect anything.”
Zheng Lin had a real talent for infuriating his own father; he could say anything that could drive someone mad. The closer the relationship, the clearer he knew how to drive the other person crazy.
"You unfilial son!" Zheng Youguo picked up a toy train, and the child pouted and cried as he reached out to snatch it back. He then replaced it with a teddy bear and threw it at the unfilial son's feet, as if it were a bomb.
Zheng Youguo covered the child's ears and shouted, "What nonsense are you spouting! At my age, having another child? How could you even think of that?"
"I thought it was something serious, making such a fuss, not letting anyone rest in peace." He Rong rubbed her temples, walking over weakly in her pajamas, glancing at Zheng Youguo out of the corner of her eye, her words full of sarcasm, "But what Zheng Lin said isn't impossible, you can go outside and find another one now, not to mention a third child, you can even have a fourth or fifth child. That's what you're best at."
Whenever these matters are mentioned, Zheng Youguo is left speechless with bitterness and can only swallow his anger. Arguing is useless; his wife will only get angrier, saying that he has never repented and that even if he did, the mistakes he made could not be erased.
Zheng Youguo remained silent, playing meekly with his relative's baby, hiding a small toy in his palm and then suddenly opening it.
The baby laughed so hard he drooled, and clapped his little hands happily on the floor.
Seeing that no one paid any attention to her, He Rong naturally lost interest in arguing. She glared at Zheng Youguo's back, drank a large glass of water, and then gracefully returned to her room.
After his wife left, Zheng Youguo got up from the floor, sat on the sofa, and let out a long sigh of relief.
Seeing him like this, Zheng Lin realized he wasn't much better off than himself. If the old man truly possessed virtuous conduct, he wouldn't exist, he wouldn't have been born, and he wouldn't be here acting so disobediently.
Zheng Lin sneered: "Old man, so many years have passed, and you still can't coax your own wife. It's clear that your words are useless."
Zheng Youguo was extremely angry. He picked up the baby from the ground and put him in the maid's arms, saying, "Take the child to sleep."
The baby blinked his big eyes, clutching a little yellow duck in his hand, squeaking it loudly, as the maid carried him further and further away.
I won't be scared now that the baby is gone, so I can scold him without worry.
Zheng Youguo's kind face turned fierce as he turned away, "Son mocking his father! You're something else!"
Zheng Guang appeared out of nowhere, standing behind the two of them, and said, "Dad, calm down."
Zheng Youguo wasn't really impressed by Zheng Guang's outward act and sat down in frustration.
As soon as it was light, Zheng Youguo held the baby, and the butler woke Zheng Lin up. They flew their private plane to the film crew where Su Jin was.
On the plane, Zheng Lin looked unhappy. "Dad, I told you not to meddle in other people's business. And you still brought the child along."
Zheng Youguo teased the baby and gently hummed, "What do you know? Little Jin is annoyed and annoyed by you, but she can make up for it because of this cute little baby."
Zheng Lin: "......"
The butler had prepared breakfast and took it out of the box, placing it in front of the master and the second young master.
Zheng Lin couldn't eat breakfast. Based on his understanding of Xiao Jin, he thought that having so many people traveling in a private jet to see her would be too high-profile.
"In the future, before you make any decisions, please discuss them with me and your son." Zheng Lin rubbed his forehead, feeling a headache coming on. "Xiao Jin might not like these things."
“Just because I didn’t like it before doesn’t mean I don’t like it now.” Zheng Youguo was stubborn and wouldn’t allow his unfilial son to continue arguing with him. “Women are the most fickle. You’ve only had a few girlfriends. You have no right to speak.”
Zheng Lin: "......"
The butler turned on the music, and it was all rock music. The master loved rock music, saying he could feel the youthful energy and get his blood pumping.
Zheng Lin felt like his eardrums were about to shatter. Sometimes he really doubted whether this old man was his real father. His tastes, personality, and appearance were all completely different from his father's. Only his older brother, Zheng Guang, resembled the old man by about four points, while the rest of him looked about six points like He Rong.
He had wondered how much of his face resembled his biological mother, but to this day he still didn't know who his biological mother was, only that Zheng Youguo was his biological father; everything remained a mystery.
The crew had just finished filming a scene, and the actors were touching up their makeup. Su Jin's temporary assistant handed her the script, and she read it while the makeup artist touched up her makeup.
Su Jin was reciting her lines when she suddenly heard a staff member next to her speaking.
"A private jet just landed over there. I wonder which CEO came to visit his young wife."
"Can't it be a female CEO visiting her young husband? That's too narrow-minded."
The male lead came over to interact with Su Jin and film some behind-the-scenes footage. The two of them recited their lines in a particularly funny accent, and they both burst into laughter.
Then, as Su Jin was smiling, her smile froze.
Her brows and eyes were furrowed together, as if she were desperately resisting, trying to say: Don't come any closer!
But Zheng Youguo, carrying the baby, walked this way and called out enthusiastically from afar, "Little Jin!"
Zheng Lin and the butler followed behind. When they were still a few meters apart, Zheng Lin and Su Jin's eyes met.
Su Jin looked at him, puzzled.
"We came here specifically to see you. You're filming, huh? That's good." After saying that, Zheng Youguo looked down at the baby in his arms and asked the baby in an extremely gentle tone, "Do you want Auntie to hold you?"
The baby was round and chubby, and when he saw Su Jin, he smiled happily and waved his two little hands.
Jung Yoo-guk: "He likes you. He wants you to hug him."
Zheng Lin coughed lightly, "Be careful, this area will be photographed. Xiao Jin is an actress, if you just give her any child to hold, it will have an impact."
Su Jin was still hesitant at first, but when she saw how cute the baby was, she reached out and patted him. The baby kicked his little feet hard twice.
Su Jin took the baby in her arms and held him close.
The baby smelled of milk and was soft all over. Su Jin squeezed the baby's soft little hand and said excitedly, "Ah, he's so soft."
Zheng Lin never expected that Xiao Jin would like children.
Ten years ago, Xiaojin said that what she hated most was children, because they were noisy and disruptive. She also said that if she got married, she didn't plan to have children to save trouble.
It seems the old man was right; women are indeed fickle. Not only did she suddenly develop a liking for children, but she also suddenly stopped caring about being high-profile.
For some reason, Zheng Lin felt a sense of happiness looking at Su Jin holding the baby. It was as if no one else was around at that moment, only him, Su Jin, and the baby, like a family of three.
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