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Chapter 1: The In-Law "Daddy, Daddy, you can't do that, that's all TongTong worked hard to save. Mommy said it all belongs to TongTong and can't be given to Daddy." Lincheng, villa by the river. In the bedroom, a cute toddler with two pigtails sits on a loose bed, clutching their belly with tiny white hands. Their big, watery eyes are full of apprehension. "Ahem, Tongtong, Papa is discussing this with you now. We're father and son, after all. Besides, Papa isn't refusing to return it. When Papa has more money, of course I'll give it back to you. Otherwise, how about Papa draws pictures for you in exchange? You see, these red old men's heads aren't very good looking at all. Papa can draw airplanes and little birds for you, okay?" Besides, Tongtong wasn't wanting that Barbie doll in the shop window? This time Daddy goes out will definitely bring it back for you, what do you think? Chen Mo, sitting beside the cute child, coughed dryly. He crouched down and said softly. "Planes, birds and dolls?" The little baby tilted her head, her big eyes twinkling as if she understood everything. Just when Chen Mo thought everything was perfect, who knew, Tongtong actually took a bite and hugged him even tighter. "Daddy, Mommy told me I can't have these. But Tongtong still wants you to draw an airplane for me, and a little bird, and that doll? What about that?" "Mommy has a lot of these things, why don't you ask Mommy, okay?" Tongtong blinked her big eyes, her little face was full of anticipation.
Chen Mo chuckled and was slightly taken aback. Of course I know your mom has it. As the CEO of Lincheng LanYue Group, if she didn't have money, there would be something wrong. "Well, I've got to be able to get money out of my own hand first. If I could get the money from your mom, there wouldn't be any point in me racking my brains over your little allowance, would there?" But what can I do, it hurts me too, okay? Seeing the innocent and playful eyes of the adorable child, Chen Mo felt a surge of indescribable guilt in his heart. He patted Tongtong's little head gently, preparing to quietly exit the room, waiting for the child to fall asleep before taking action. But Chen Mo had just stepped out of the room. Bang! Chen Mo's head bumped into something incredibly bouncy. He opened his eyes and saw a man in his twenties standing outside the bedroom door, staring at him with malice. This is a very beautiful person, with long hair reaching their shoulders, a delicate face, and even without makeup, they are strikingly beautiful, no less stunning than the celebrities on TV stages under the bright lights. It's genuinely too beautiful. But at this moment. This person crossed their arms, a frosty expression on their pretty face. "Ahem, uh, honey, what are you doing here? Haven't you gone to work yet?" Chen Mo patted his hand, scratched his neck, and smirked awkwardly. "Work? What work? Chen Mo, are you even a man?" Li Lan Yue hugged her arms, a sneer playing at the corner of her lips like an incredibly sharp sword piercing Chen Mo's heart. "We've been married for four years, and you've been lazy and good-for-nothing all this time. Not only are you not ambitious, but you always ask me for money to spend on that man! Do you have any basic self-respect at all?" "These I can overlook, for my grandfather's sake, I, Li Lan Yue, will bear it. The Blue Moon Group doesn't lack your measly amount of money. But I never expected you to even think about taking TongTong's allowance! What nerve do you have?" "Ahem, honey, I'm just helping out here. Keep it down, if Tongtong hears, things will get complicated." Chen Mo chuckled and defended himself. "Chen Mo, you also know what it means to be ashamed? Are you ashamed enough to remember the importance of filial piety? You have hands and feet but no ambition. You'd rather just sit around waiting to die than work hard with your own two hands to support yourself. Chen Mo, how could I, Li Lan Yue, have possibly married such a spineless man?" Li Lan Yue stared straight into Chen Mo's eyes, watching as the other retreated under her gaze, like a king brought down from his high throne. |