Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Wasn’t Mo Lisi being kidnapped by ‘mommy’ right now?
Or was he following her willingly?
Mo Lisi snuggled into Tong Jiumo’s embrace, unwilling to leave.
The feeling of a mother was really intoxicating.
He was suddenly envious of Tong Lele for having such a gentle and beautiful mother.
Why did Lele have a mother while he only had his father?
Mo Lisi didn’t like his father. The latter never smiled at him, only ever wearing a cold expression on his face.
Mo Lisi secretly wished in his heart, ‘I really want to be the son of Tong Lele’s mother.’
After Tong Lele was brought into the car, neither heaven nor hell heard his pleas.
Until they reached a castle.
He looked at the magnificent castle, which was just like a palace, thinking to himself, ‘Wow, Mo Lisi was really a Little Master! Even living in such a grand castle!’
Seeing Tong Lele’s return, the butler stepped forward, smiling kindly. “Little Master, welcome home. Young Master is waiting for you in the living room.”
“Young Master? Is it daddy?” asked Tong Lele, looking curiously at the kind old man in front of him.
“Yes, it’s little master’s daddy,” replied the butler.
“Really? I want to see what daddy is,” said Tong Lele excitedly.
Upon seeing that, the butler’s eyes grew wide, looking at Tong Lele in disbelief. Could it be that there were lasting repercussions after the Little Master had fallen? He was acting differently… but hadn’t the doctor said that there had been no problems?
Watching the cheerful figure of Tong Lele running towards the living room, he thought, ‘But this lively Little Master looks more like a child now.”
As soon as he arrived in the living room, Tong Lele saw a shockingly handsome man working on a computer.
He had a languid disposition, an air of elegance radiating from him. He had a chilly aura around him, and every movement of his exuded the gracefulness of a noble.
The moment Tong Lele saw the elegant man on the couch, he swallowed. ‘How does this man look so much like me? Don’t tell me that he’s my daddy?!’
‘That’s not right! This is Mo Lisi’s father!’
‘Since I am now regarded as the Little Master of this family…’
As soon as Tong Lele saw the man, he opened his arms wide, ran over, and flung himself at the man.
“So, this is daddy?” A childish voice could be heard.
He ran towards the man and hugged his thigh.
With a soft and immature voice, Lele exclaimed, “Daddy, your darling is back, why are you still so cold and expressionless?”
“Mo Lisi, who gave you the permission to be so unruly?”
Mo Qijue’s remained expressionless. He looked at Tong Lele coldly and put his laptop aside.
When Tong Lele got close to Mo Qijue on the sofa and met his frigid gaze, he started to tremble.
‘Dear God, Mo Lisi’s father is so cold!’
It nearly frightened Tong Lele to death!
“Daddy, I’m your darling baby, shouldn’t you be lifting me up and kissing me?” Tong Lele scratched his head, puzzled.
Although he had never seen his father, Tong Lele had been used to living with his mother, so he was quite affectionate.
Every time he would leave or return home, Tong Lele would want his mother to lift him up, kiss him, or hug him.
It had never been so restrictive…
“You’ve become rowdy and undisciplined after just a few days abroad, has your brain treatment gone wrong?” Mo Qijue’s voice was cold, his attitude frigid.
Usually, Mo Lisi would never be so unruly. The Mo Lisi now was completely wild in comparison.
Had he really suffered from brain trauma after the fall?
Tong Lele felt the surrounding temperature drop, and he felt like he was in a space with low pressure.
Tong Lele suddenly realized that he was appearing before Mo Qijue with Mo Lisi’s identity, and he had even bumped into Mo Lisi’s father. Would he be punished according to the family’s rules?
Tong Lele hopped down from the sofa, yelling at Mo Qijue, “Humph, you don’t care about your son at all! I’m in a bad mood now, I’ll never play with you again!”
He then ran out of the living room angrily.
At that moment, the butler walked in and ran into Tong Lele that was leaving angrily. He asked, “Little Master, who made you angry? It’s time to eat now.”
“I’m very angry now, the consequences will be severe! I won’t eat! I’ll just starve daddy’s baby to death!”
‘Not to mention the food probably doesn’t taste good!’
Tong Lele had grown up eating dishes made by world-class chefs, how could these insignificant chefs catch his attention?
Tong Lele wanted to go back to his room, but he didn’t know which one was Mo Lisi’s room. He changed his mind instantly and said, “Hmm, I’m hungry, so please send the dishes to my room, I want to eat right now!”
This was the first time the butler saw the Little Master being so lively, and he smiled kindly. He couldn’t help teasing the child. “Little Master, didn’t you say you weren’t going to eat?”
“Do you seriously want to starve daddy’s darling baby to death?” Tong Lele huffed angrily.
The butler chuckled and said, “Send the food to the Little Master’s room quickly.”
“Yes, sir.” The maid nodded and went upstairs with the meal.