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How did you give up trillions of assets with such a cold tone?
Wake up, you only hold 31% of the Lu company’s shares in total. Even if you split it, the father and son together have more than you.
Secretary Gao felt it was time to find another boss.
Lu Qin ordered, “Go buy the best milk powder, bottles, clothes... and cat food.”
In the car, Pei Rong didn’t even realize he had a smile on his lips. Although he had a feeling that Lu Qin would value Pei Dundun, it wasn’t until this moment that he ended his ‘eavesdropping’ with relief, stepped on the accelerator, and went straight back to the sanatorium.
During the two hours that Pei Dundun was asleep, Pei Rong returned to the sanatorium, lay on the bed in the room next to Aunt Zhao’s, and instantly entered a state of emptiness.
Jiang Yan called via video, asking how things were going, and Pei Rong answered that everything was going according to plan.
Jiang Yan looked around through the lens and teased, “Didn’t you come to take care of Aunt Zhao? Why are you lying down?”
Aunt Zhao was chatting with the old lady. There was no need for him to keep watch all the time, and Aunt Zhao felt uncomfortable, too.
Big beauty Pei said, “You don’t understand. Some things happened in between that exhausted me mentally. I need recuperation more than Aunt Zhao now.”
This room was perfect for him. With the birds singing and the flowers blooming, it was a place to heal body and mind. It added ten more years to his life.
Just as he finished speaking, his phone suddenly vibrated, showing that Pei Dundun was trying to connect with him.
Pei Rong raised an eyebrow. Was he finally awake?
Lu Building.
Lu Qin watched the little child sleep for two hours, not daring to blink his eyes.
He was afraid that it was all just a dream, but he was also afraid of missing a moment.
Now the little child was like a hostage in his hands, using the prince to control the queen. He didn’t believe Pei Rong would really leave the little child with him and not care anymore.
During this time, he frantically searched for all sorts of simple questions—
Can a child under two years old talk? Can they communicate?
Can a one-and-a-half-year-old walk? Can they say “dad”?
Can a one-year and nine-month-old only drink milk powder?
...
Seeing that his son was almost awake, he clumsily made a bottle of milk.
“Daddy...” Pei Dundun, with sleepy eyes, opened his eyes, sucked on his milk bottle again, found no milk left, and suddenly remembered his mission.
He shook the milk bottle, puzzled. What happened? He only took a few sips of milk in the elevator, and then he couldn’t remember what happen next.
It must be the fault of the milk bottle.
Completely unaware of what had happened, he needed to contact Daddy first and said, “Orange, guard the door.”
Then he rolled up his sleeves, opened the phone watch, and called his father.
Just as the call was connected, Orange started meowing. There were footsteps!
Lu Qin pushed open the door and walked in, only to see his newly recognized son awake. The little child was sitting, holding the blanket, rubbing his head, his eyes watery, confused, as if he hadn’t figured out what had happened yet.
He suddenly felt a bit at a loss, not knowing what the first thing to say should be. He just felt that the little guy who opened his eyes looked even more like his and Pei Rong’s child.
Pei Ge, however, wasn’t seeing him for the first time, so he wasn’t as nervous as President Lu. The little agent had already messed up once; he absolutely couldn’t afford to make another mistake.
Lu Qin handed him the bottle full of milk. “Are you hungry?”
Pei Ge took the bottle, took a big sip, and sweetly said, “Thank you, Dad.”
His son can call him Dad and even say thank you.
Lu Qin’s fingertips trembled, his palm clenched tightly, a mix of joy of being a father and guilt for missing two years flooded his emotions. The image of the little child drinking milk and Pei Rong’s morning sickness alternated in his mind.
The morning’s disbelief suddenly gave way to a sense of reassurance.
Before Pei Rong sent the child here, he must have taught him carefully.
Lu Qin felt both happy and angry. ‘Since you admit that I’m the child’s father, why couldn’t you come back earlier?’
Pei Ge was also observing Lu Qin. He inexplicably felt that this new dad was easy to talk to. He casually said, “Hmm, the baby is hungry.”
Lu Qin asked, “What else do you want to eat?”
Various half-year-old baby foods floated through his mind.
Pei Ge swallowed, feeling guilty. “My dad cooks instant noodles for me every day.”
That’s what being a good dad was all about.
Lu Qin: “...”
For a moment, he doubted if he had misheard.
Were they so poor that they could only afford instant noodles?
Father and son eating instant noodles together? Was he asking so cautiously because he was afraid he couldn’t afford it?
Pei Rong on the phone: “...”
He underestimated.
Don’t just take advantage of the fact that he couldn’t speak for himself right now, and act like he’s only feeding him instant noodles like this!
He wasn’t sure if it was his imagination, but he felt that Pei Dundun was deliberately speaking slower when talking to Lu Qin.
Was he afraid Lu Qin wouldn’t understand?
Naturally, Lu Qin couldn’t let his son eat instant noodles. “Dad will make shrimp tofu balls and fruit rice balls for you.”
Pei Ge wrinkled his nose. Oh, he couldn’t even eat instant noodles.
Lu Qin asked, “What’s the baby’s name?”
Pei Dundun paused while drinking milk. Dad said he could only say his nickname, so he said, “My name is Dundun.”
Lu Qin murmured, “Dundun? Was it in hopes that you will grow sturdy?”
Pei Ge shook his head, softly and slowly saying, “No, it’s because I’ve been in jail.”
Dad said this couldn’t be said aloud.
Lu Qin’s expression changed. “Your dad gave birth to you in prison?”
He heard that some parents like to use the place and time of birth or events as inspiration for naming their children. Since Dundun is so young, there’s no way he could have been in prison; it must be something related to Pei Rong.
The action of Pei Dundun drinking milk paused for a moment. What did his nickname have to do with being born in prison?
Right, when he was a child, Uncle Jiang said that his dad was in prison before he was born, so Dundun should love his dad.
—Jiang Yan’s original intention when he said that was because Pei Rong’s pregnancy was too obvious in the later stages, so he couldn’t go out, fearing being discovered, which was worse than being in prison. He probably never thought his nephew would remember this sentence.
This Daddy Lu was pretty smart.
Pei Ge nodded solemnly while holding two milk bottles. “Yes.”
Pei Rong didn’t want to listen anymore, picked up the oxygen mask beside him, and painfully breathed in oxygen.
Neither the dog-like man nor his puppy could be kept.
Thanks for the chapter
ReplyDeletePei ge is cute~~