Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“Alright, alright. I promise you. ”
As soon as she said that, the little guy on the ground laughed and got up from the ground:
“You said it yourself, you can’t go back on your word! ”
Would going back on my word be useful?
Not much use on a little scoundrel like you!
Su Muxue and Mo Xu were both very confused:
“What’s going on... between you two? ”
Jiang Tingxu had yet to say anything when the little guy beside her spoke up:
“It’s a secret! ”
When he finished speaking, he lifted his head and looked at his mother. The mother and son smiled at the same time in tacit understanding.
Mo Xu was not that curious. When he saw that nothing had happened, he yawned:
“Alright, I need to catch up on my sleep. I’m leaving. ”
At that moment, the expression on the happy little guy’s face was much pleasant than before. He even took the initiative to wave his hand:
“Goodbye, Uncle. ”
After Mo Xu left, Su Muxue clicked her tongue.
Jiang Tingxu had already held her son’s hand:
“Muxue, wait for me for a moment. I’ll change my clothes. ”
“Alright. Since I’ve already waited for so long, this won’t make a difference. ”
The mother and son held each other’s hands as they went upstairs and returned to their room:
“Ningning, Mommy will go out with Auntie Su later. You can play at home in the afternoon. When the birthday banquet ends in the evening, Mommy will call Grandpa Jin to send someone over to pick you up. Alright? ”
She had no other choice. Not after this little fellow cried and begged to follow her.
She could only hope that Xiao Huahua comes over as soon as possible.
The little one probably knew that it was the only way now. He nodded:
“Okay, don’t forget. ”
Jiang Tingxu couldn’t help but laugh:
“No, your mother is a doctor. Doctors have very good memory! ”
“Why is a doctor’s memory good? ”
“Pfft, why do you have 100,000 questions? Indeed, a doctor’s memory is considered to be better because there are too many things they have to remember. It can be said to have developed out of necessity. ”
The villain responded with an ‘oh’. It was unclear as to whether he really understood what she said.
...
Ten minutes later, Jiang Tingxu and Su Muxue left the house.
Su Muxue was driving her Porsche, and Jiang Tingxu was sitting in the passenger seat.
“Have you thought about what gift to give Peiyi? ”
“Haha, don’t worry. I’ve thought about it long ago. Aren’t we going to get the gift now? ”
“I don’t think I’ve prepared it yet... ”
If it wasn’t for Su Muxue’s reminder, she wouldn’t have remembered it all this time. How could she have prepared a gift?
Su Muxue pursed her lips:
“I think you’re really forgetful, but it’s no big deal. We’ll give her the same gift. ”
“What should I give? ”
“Something that all women like. It can cure all diseases! ”
She didn’t have any objections. After all, it was quite difficult for Jiang Tingxu to figure out on her own what to give.
They didn’t drive for long, and arrived around twenty minutes later.
Yun City’s very famous street — Hundred Flowers Road.
It was located in the central area of Yun City, and was an open-plan, low-density street-style shopping center developed by the Mo Group.
A series of international first-tier luxury brands, fashionable clothing brands, Michelin-starred restaurants, as well as famous restaurants were gathered here.
Su Muxue’s car parked outside a luxury bag shop with familiarity. The people in the shop greeted her right away, after seeing the familiar car plate.
“Miss Su, you’re here. Our shop just received a few new bags yesterday. ”
Obviously, this guy was already very used to this routine:
“Well, show them to us. ”
“Okay, okay. Miss Su, please come in first. And this lady... ? ”
Su Muxue pulled Jiang Tingxu over and said to the shop manager with a smile,
“This one, all your territories belong to her man. ”
Hiss!
The store manager obviously gasped, and his shocked face almost recovered:
“So it’s Mrs Mo. I’m very sorry, I didn’t recognize you! ”
Jiang Tingxu gently pinched Su Muxue, then said to the store manager,
“There are many people who don’t know me. There’s no need to apologize. Let us take a look at the bags. ”
The store manager’s forehead was covered in sweat:
“Cer..certainly. ”