The morning study time was ultimately disrupted by this little guy.
Zhixi looked at his tender, steamed-bun face and sighed helplessly. Anyway, she really couldn’t control him anymore.
When Dad saw this little fellow, he treated him as if he was seeing the apple of his eye, even getting unhappy for a long time if she just occasionally frowned, let alone discipline him.
The little guy knew what she was thinking as soon as he saw her expression, acting all serious as he said, "Ah, I’m still small, right? When I’m big, I will definitely be able to learn well, and I won’t be any worse than Dad."
Zhixi was feeling reassured in her heart when, in the next second, the kid added, "After all, Grandpa has a lot of money that can’t be spent up, and Dad also has a lot of money that he can’t spend up, so no matter what, I won’t go hungry. If I can’t learn, then I just won’t learn."
Zhixi was infuriated, "How can you have such a mentality of gaining without working for it!"
He shook his head and said, "Grandpa said it! He said that all his money will be left for me in the future, and he told me not to work too hard."
...Failing to teach the son properly really isn’t just her fault!
Zhixi thought with tears streaming down her face as she picked up the boy set on being a wastrel, "What are you so pleased about, your Dad might not even acknowledge you!"
"If Dad refuses to recognize me, it must be because you did something wrong to him, hehehe..."
"Shut up! It’s because you’re both dumb and lazy, and you’re nothing like him!"
"But I look like him!"
"...Didn’t you say you have a bad memory and can’t even remember what he looks like anymore!"
"Anyway, both he and I are very handsome! Handsome guys all look quite similar."
Zhixi was utterly defeated.
Luckily, after playing crazily all morning and having lunch, the little tyke became sleepy and sprawled belly-up in sleep.
Zhixi touched his steamed-bun face, tucked him in, and left the bedroom.
Snow had fallen yet again in Yangdong City last night, and standing by the window, Su Zixi could still vaguely remember the sound of the explosion that day.
Actually, by that time, she had already passed out. When she awoke, she was no longer in Yangdong City but on a small island in Country S.
In the blink of an eye, four years had passed. He Jingyao had always been reluctant to appear in public, which means, she had not seen him for an entire four years.
Four years. Their time together had been so short, yet the separation had been so long.
She blinked hard, pushing back the swelling tears.
"Zhixi?" A deep, resonant male voice suddenly came from behind her.
She quickly put on a smiling face and turned around, "Dad, you’re back."
"Hmm." Gu Bingjun, taking off his jacket with a smile, "Where’s Xiaobao?"
"He’s sleeping." Zhixi suddenly remembered something, "Did you tell him that all your money will be his in the future, so he doesn’t need to study hard?"
Gu Bingjun felt a bit guilty, rubbing his temples, "Did I say that?"
"Dad." Zhixi looked at him helplessly, "You really spoil him too much."
"He’s still young." Gu Bingjun’s eyes softened as he thought of his beloved grandson, "And the kid is clever, you’re just too anxious."
Gu Zhixi couldn’t help but frown again, and Gu Bingjun had no choice but to plead, "Alright, alright, I won’t meddle with his education anymore. You are his mother, after all."
"How was your meeting with the President today?" She smiled, changing the subject.
"Hmm." Gu Bingjun’s expression darkened, "They treated me like a cash cow, looking to draw investments with a lot of flattery but not many genuine promises. Compared to Cheng Youlin, he’s just too petty."