Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Xiao Yining frowned, annoyed.
“She is my mummy. Please show her some respect.”
“So it was her.” Xiao Moli sneered.
“Since you have managed to find her, you should also be aware that to me, she is but a baby machine. If I so wish, I could simply summon a ton of such baby machines with a wave of my hand. Even if you send her to my bed, she would just be a tool to satisfy my needs. I am definitely not going to marry her.”
Xiao Yining did not argue with him. Instead, he turned around and proceeded to walk out of the study, murmuring, “Grandma would never allow you to marry that woman, Bai Xiner. Forget it.”
Walking to the doorway, he stopped, turned to face Xiao Moli, and spoke in a solemn tone, “You may have many tools, but to me, I have only one mummy in my entire life!”
That said, he exited the study without even bothering to turn around to see how his words affected Xiao Moli.
Xiao Moli was left on his own, his expression indiscernible.
In the living room, An Ziqi, who had long since washed up, was pacing uneasily.
Earlier, Xiao Moli indeed looked scary, like he was about to swallow them alive. She was worried about the little rascal getting a hiding place.
When she saw Xiao Yining emerging from the study, she rushed forward and pulled him toward her to check for bruises. Convinced that he had not been beaten up, she heaved a sigh of relief.
“All right then. Since you are unharmed, I will leave now.”
She did not want to stay here and face that ogre of a guy.
When he heard that she was leaving, Xiao Yining’s cute face crumpled. Lips pursed, his dark eyes shone with unshed tears.
“Mummy, do you not want me anymore?”
He appeared to be terrified of being abandoned and looked wretched.
An Ziqi felt a stab of pain in her heart as her maternal instinct took over.
Swiftly forgetting her fear of Xiao Moli, she rushed forward to hold him and said soothingly, “How could I desert you? I had promised to be your mummy.”
“Yes, I just know that Mummy would never desert me.”
Xiao Yining smiled ever so sweetly.
What the…? That was quick. In just a snap, the atmosphere changed.
Speechless, An Ziqi rolled her eyes. Once again, she had been conned by this scheming little rascal.
“Is it too late to retract what I just said earlier?”
Xiao Yining shook his little finger at her. “Mummy, remember that we have a signed contract. If you go back on your word, you must pay me a penalty fee of five million.”
What? Five million!
An Ziqi laughed dryly. “My darling Ningning, Mummy was just kidding.”
“I know. In the future, Mummy must not make these jokes,” Xiao Yining responded with satisfaction.
An Ziqi felt conflicted. Just who was the child in this scenario?
Xiao Moli emerged from the bedroom, clad in a suit and leather shoes.
Noticing the pair in their roles of the doting mother and adoring son, he glanced disparagingly at An Ziqi.
That woman was so stupid. Having been conned by a mere kid like Xiao Yining, he was now even empathizing with her.