The Noble Lord Is So Fierce: Greeting Kiss, My Sweet Wife - Chapter 7
- The Noble Lord Is So Fierce: Greeting Kiss, My Sweet Wife
- Chapter 7 - Let Me Be Your Sugar Daddy In the Future
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Tong Jiumo stopped playing with Mo Lisi’s soft hair and turned off the fan. She gazed at Mo Lisi and said, “Of course, darling.”
Tong Lele was a very sensible kid. He had been sleeping alone ever since he was two.
However, whenever she would bring him out to participate in culinary competitions or activities, the unfamiliar environment would make it difficult for him to fall asleep. He could not fall asleep until his mother slept together with him.
“Mommy, look at my face seriously,” said Mo Lisi softly as he lay beside Tong Jiumo and looked at her.
“Darling, mommy has been seeing your face for the past five years, what more is there to look at?” said Tong Jiumo calmly as she reached out and pinched Mo Lisi’s cheeks.
“Mommy, you really didn’t notice anything?” Mo Lisi’s heart beat faster.
He was not Tong Lele, couldn’t Tong Jiumo tell?
When Tong Lele and he had bumped into each other at the airport, both of them had been shocked at each other.
It was as if they had seen themselves in the mirror.
“Alright, quickly, sleep.” Tong Jiumo pulled Mo Lisi closer into her arms.
Mo Lisi thought about Tong Lele’s words over the phone and asked curiously. “Mommy, why do all the other kids have a daddy? Does my daddy look as handsome as I do?”
Mo Lisi and his father looked like each other. Butler Grandpa Feng had said that Mo Lisi and his father looked exactly the same when the latter was young.
Mo Lisi was undoubtedly his father’s biological son.
Tong Jiumo’s body trembled slightly as her irises darkened. “How can Lele look like daddy? Daddy is such an ugly person. His looks cannot be compared with Lele’s handsome and cute face. Besides, your daddy went to a distant place. So we can only depend on each other for survival in the future.”
After that incident, a mysterious man would transcend from the sky and would always appear in the night. He would wear a mask and never once had she seen his appearance. He hated her to the bones, and perhaps he could not even remember how she looked like because he did not even want to spare her a glance.
Whenever Lele had thousands of questions, she would fish out a photo of a man which she had photoshopped from the internet and show Tong Lele. This was to make Tong Lele give up the thought of finding his father.
“Well, then I will have to be your sugar daddy in the future,” said Mo Lisi.
This year he must ask Mo Qijue to grant him a birthday wish so he could be Tong Jiumo’s sugar daddy.
He really liked Tong Lele’s mother!
“…Rascal, the phrase sugar daddy does not apply to mommy!” said Tong Jiumo as her face turned serious. She almost raised her fist to give this rascal a good beating.
“No! I just want to be mommy’s sugar daddy! The type of sugar daddy where we will stick together all the time! Whatever you want, I will buy it for you!”
Mo Lisi promised in all honesty.
Besides, his family was wealthy, so he could just take Mo Qijue’s black card to provide for Tong Jiumo.
Tong Jiumo looked at Mo Lisi speechlessly and secretly thought, ‘Did this kid turn foolish after experiencing some kind of shock?’
‘For him to talk such nonsense…’
“Mommy, if you don’t want me to be your sugar daddy, how about you find a daddy for me?” said Mo Lisi as he planned his little schemes.
If Tong Jiumo were to look for a father for him, would she be able to find Mo Lisi’s own father?
Tong Lele felt very bored at the castle.
After he was finished with his bath, he secretly crept into Mo Qijue’s study room.
On his study table, there was a picture of a beautiful young lady. Although she looked pretty, she was not as beautiful and gentle as Tong Lele’s mother.
The girl in the picture gave off a very hypocritical feeling. She did not look like an easy-going person.
‘Could this be Mo Lisi’s mommy?’
“Young Master, the documents are already placed on your study table.”
Butler Grandpa Feng’s voice could be heard from outside the study room.
The photo frame in Tong Lele’s hand fell onto the ground with a loud thud and cracked.
The picture was even scratched by a piece of the cracked glass.