That day, a scream was heard coming from Mr. Long's house. Yang Suiyi rushed into the kitchen, grabbed a cleaver, and started hacking at Long Moting.
"Long Moting, I'm going to kill you!"
"Wife, wife, calm down. It's okay if you hurt me, but don't hurt yourself or the baby." Long Moting said worriedly as he ran.
Yes, Suiyi is pregnant. She always wore a raincoat when exercising, but she still got pregnant! It's obvious someone secretly sabotaged her.
"Stop right there."
"Okay, wife, I surrender." Long Moting raised his hands above his head, looking innocently at his shocked and angry wife.
"I already told you, there's no rush to have children, but you secretly got me pregnant. You'd better not regret it!"
"Wife, this is our child, I have no regrets," Long Moting said confidently. But ten months later, he was filled with regret. This child had not only caused his beloved wife suffering but had also stolen his love. How could he not hate it?
He weaned his child when he was only one year old, leaving him with his grandparents so he and his wife could travel the world together, enjoying their time as a couple. By the time the child was three, he had already learned to compete for attention and knew where his advantage lay. If he didn't get what he wanted, he would immediately cry. And that crying usually got him what he wanted. And here we are again, father and son clashing!
"You brat, your mother is my wife. Stay away from her. Or you'll regret it," Long Moting threatened.
“She’s my mother, it’s only natural that she loves me. If you want your mother’s love too, go find your grandmother.” Long Mutang may be young, but her thinking is very clear.
"Then your mother will be mine on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, and you will be hers on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays."
"Hmph! I don't believe you. Every night you sneak into Mom's room while I'm asleep and take me away, don't you?"
"You're a man, why are you still so clingy to your mother?"
"You're a grown man! And you're still afraid to sleep alone."
"Pfft!" Long Moting's face darkened! This brat has a really good memory. He remembered that day he upset his wife and was punished by being made to sleep in the study. He made an excuse that he was afraid of the dark, and this brat overheard him. Where was he supposed to put his handsome face now?
"If you dare tell anyone, I'll leave you with your grandparents."
The little boy put his hands on his hips, pouted, and said, "Hmph! I'm not afraid. If you dare to send me to Grandpa and Grandma, I'll tell Mommy."
"#" Long Moting was so angry he wanted to slap the kid, but the kid, seeing the situation, burst into tears. Sui Yi heard the noise and quickly came over, "Bao'er, what's wrong? What's wrong?"
"Daddy bullied me. Waaah, waaah!" The little girl rubbed her eyes, crying very sadly!
"Don't cry, baby. We won't talk to Daddy. Mommy will take you to play." She picked up her son and left.
Long Moting was dumbfounded! His lips twitched. He quickly ran forward, looking at his wife who was ignoring him. A wave of sorrow washed over him. "Wife, is it too late to regret it now?"
She rolled her eyes at him and said, "What do you think?" Then she picked up the child and left.
Mu Tang, clinging to Sui Yi's shoulder, made a face at his father, as if to say, "Hmph! Trying to fight me? So what if you're my dad? You're a defeated opponent." Long Moting really wanted to slap him. But thinking of his wife, he held back. He quickly followed, and the three of them looked warm and happy.
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