Fang Weiyang couldn't help but smile, feeling grateful for how diligently he protected his woman. However, since that was the case, there were some things he had to say.
"Her greatest benefit to me was appearing in front of me and making me fall in love with her. As for those trivial matters, can't we just hire someone to do them? Besides, what's so difficult about cooking?" He resentfully thought of Lucky, who was good at cooking, and made a bold statement with a sense of resentment: "What Lucky can do, I can do too!"
"Understood." From a traditional Japanese family heir raised with patriarchal values to someone determined to cook and care for his mother, the depth of his love for her is evident. However—
His blue eyes flickered, and he raised his left eyebrow, speaking provocatively, "There's one thing you definitely can't do."
"I'll do what I say!" he declared confidently, but it seemed he had spoken too quickly. After catching a glimpse of cunning in Ye Pei's eyes, he suddenly understood why there are Chinese idioms like "to regret one's actions" and "to bring disaster upon oneself."
Ye Pei took out the microwaved milk and casually moved towards the door. Only after passing him did she reveal the answer: "Call her Mommy."
"What?" Fang Weiyang's mouth was wide open enough to fit an ostrich egg.
"Hey, didn't you know my English name is Lucky?"
He turned around, feigning surprise, then burst into arrogant laughter, smugly uttered a profound saying, and gracefully made his exit.
"Never make promises you can't keep, future stepfather. Also, don't try to outsmart someone who's smarter than you; you'll lose badly."
I can't believe it, it's simply unbelievable!
In just over ten minutes, he was tricked twice by the same brat. Waaah... He doesn't want to live anymore... Waaah... He's so unlucky... Waaah...
Fang Weiyang stood frozen on the spot, on the verge of tears.
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"Xiao Zi, my life is so miserable."
With a fake sob on his face, Fang Weiyang forced his way between the mother and son who were enjoying their family time. He then pulled his beloved wife into his arms with a mournful expression. Before he could even put his feet down, he buried his large, black head in the sweet crook of his wife's neck and took advantage of her.
"Oh! You... Hehe... It tickles!" Feng Zi was tickled by his kisses and nibbles, and couldn't help but laugh and push him away.
"Xiao Zi, even you are bullying me!"
He looked pitiful, like a helpless puppy abandoned by its owner.
Pushing him away is bullying! Does she expect him to grope her, especially in front of her underage son?
"You mean, someone is still 'bullying' you?" But she was still quite curious.
Too lazy to pay attention to him, Ye Pei simply got up and went outside to make a phone call, then hung up after a few hurried words and returned.
"He! He bullied me!" Fang Weiyang pointed angrily in the direction where Ye Pei had disappeared.
"Oh, how did he bully you?" Fengzi's eyes lit up. Wow, Lucky is amazing! She cheered inwardly.
"Yeah, how did I bully you?"
Ye Pei, who had just returned, leaned against the door, raising an eyebrow and scoffing. "Hmph, I doubt he'd dare say it out loud."
"he……"
Staring at Ye Pei, who had returned, Fang Weiyang finally swallowed his words of resentment, feeling unwilling. After all, it was better for him to automatically forget such an embarrassing incident.
"In short, I have such a miserable life."
He hugged his beloved wife tightly again, clinging to her playfully, and continued to wail.
"What a miserable life! He'll show him what true misery is." Ye Pei smiled coldly, his eyes changing from azure to dark turquoise, brimming with calculating glint.
"Mommy, do you remember the guy who always kept pestering Tian Tian to call him Daddy?" he suddenly asked.
"Oh, you mean Zhuo the slut!" Pushing away Fang Weiyang's increasingly presumptuous handsome face, she asked in a hurry, "What, what did he do this time?"
“No, but a few days ago, when I was looking up information about studying abroad, I discovered that he had a nickname when he was studying at Cambridge many years ago,” he paused deliberately, noticing that Fang Weiyang had frozen in shock, and smiled smugly, “Do you know what it was?”
"What's your name?" Feng Zi asked, fully engaged and showing great interest.
Fang Weiyang's mind was on high alert, and he tried desperately to distract her. "Uh, Xiao Zi, what do you think is a good name for the baby? Or maybe we should talk about getting married..." But it didn't work.
She waved her hand impatiently to interrupt him, "We'll talk about the baby's name after it's born! Lucky, tell me quickly, what is Zhuo Sepi's name? Humph, once I find out, I'll tell Miss Tian to never marry such a scoundrel!" She rubbed her hands together, eager to get started.
No way? If Xiaozhi knew he was like this back then, wow, his plans to get married would be ruined. No way, he had to find a way to stop it…
"One of the three musketeers of womanizing, it is said that these three change female companions faster than they change underwear, and sometimes even date several girls at the same time. They are very promiscuous."
"Hmph, what 'Three Musketeers of Romance'? I think they're clearly 'Three Scoundrels of Vulgarity'! By the way, who are the other two scoundrels?"
"One of them is Japanese, his name is something like Gao... um..." The words were cut off by the person who suddenly jumped in front of him.
"Oh dear, what's wrong? Oh—you're not feeling well and want some water? It's okay, Uncle will take you." After a series of self-talks, Fang Weiyang swiftly picked up Ye Pei and headed straight for the tea room.
He slammed the door shut and demanded in a menacing voice, "Kid, what exactly do you want?!"
"Not very good." Smoothing out the wrinkled cotton shirt, a thought suddenly popped into Ye Pei's mind, and before he even realized it, he said, "I want your daughter."
"No way!" What a joke! His daughter hasn't even been born yet so he can experience being a father, and this brat already wants to steal her away? No way!
"Fine, if it doesn't work out, then forget it." He shrugged seemingly nonchalantly, but actually strode out with a hint of threat. "Oh dear, Mommy must be getting impatient waiting for an answer, I—"
"Stop right there, brat!"
He pulled him back roughly, Fang Wei frowning deeply. Sigh, although exchanging a daughter for a wife was quite despicable, it was the lesser of two evils. The wife would ultimately be his, while the daughter would eventually belong to someone else, so—
“I promise you!” he said through gritted teeth.
"Easy." Gently smoothing out his clothes, which had been rumpled by his future father-in-law, he felt a sense of relief and satisfaction, as if he had overcome a major challenge. But—