Chapter 234

C234 – A Suicidal Attempt at Subjugation

“Why are you laughing so foolishly, Dad? Hurry and cheer up Xiaojie!”

Shang Mingming playfully tapped Mu Sifa on the head and shot him another glare.

“If we can’t even cheer him up, then we won’t be able to.”

Mu Sifa altered his approach, no longer yielding to Shang Cijie. Instead, he scooped up Shang Mingming and instructed him to sit on his lap while he continued driving. Everything remained tranquil.

Shang Mingming was caught off guard and couldn’t react quickly enough.

Did he actually not console Xiaojie? How peculiar! Usually, whenever Xiaojie was upset, his father would rush to comfort him.

“Could it be...” Is this what Uncle Dark Yan meant by seizing control of the situation?

Shang Mingming was well-informed, but he didn’t know what other secretive information had been imparted.

So that’s the case! Alright, I want to witness Xiaojie’s reaction. It should be amusing.

Shang Mingming grinned and decided to collaborate with Mu Sifa. However, he also harbored another notion: if Shang Cijie failed to console Mu Sifa because of this, then Mu Sifa would falter. He looked forward to seeing Mu Sifa embarrass himself.

Shang Cijie shared the same resolve and proudly declared, “Count on me; I’ll settle him today.”

“Excellent, excellent, excellent,” Shang Mingming applauded.

Though Mu Sifa couldn’t discern the conversation between father and son, he sensed an ominous foreboding upon seeing Shang Mingming’s gleeful expression.

The little tyke was undoubtedly instigating mischief with his mother. Otherwise, why would he be so jubilant?

Mu Sifa’s primary concern shifted from Shang Cijie to his own son.

“Move it, you wretched father. Stop dawdling,” Shang Mingming snapped impatiently when Mu Sifa hesitated to follow.

Observing Mu Sifa’s reluctance, Shang Mingming turned back and barked at him, his previously charming demeanor replaced by a fierce countenance.

“Did my son undergo a transformation midway? Where did that adorable, gentle boy vanish?” Mu Sifa wondered aloud, harboring suspicions that Shang Mingming had been replaced along the way.

In reality, Mu Sifa harbored doubts, suspecting that Shang Mingming had undergone a change somewhere along the journey.

This was the genuine nature of his son; his cuteness was merely a facade.

“Hurry it up, you wretched father. Do you want young master to drag me in by himself and have me point fingers at you?” Shang Mingming turned back, hurling angry curses.

Mu Sifa chuckled helplessly. “Alright, here we go.” He followed them briskly, wearing a contented smile.