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Mo Yan was instantly enraged.

"Woman, are you playing with me?"

Mu Qiqi patted the little guy's shoulder and softly said, "Darling Xing, let's go out to play first. Mommy will make you something nice to eat in a while."

Upon hearing delicious food, the little guy's eyes lit up as he excitedly said, "I want to eat pig noodles!"

Mu Qiqi looked at the little guy's cute expression, her eyes filled with love. "Alright, Darling Xing, you can eat whatever you want."

The little guy was clapping happily. Before he left, he did not forget to tell Mo Yan Jue, "Handsome father, you can't bully mommy, otherwise, I won't forgive you!"

Mo Yan Jue's face turned even paler, "Your father told me to bully women, but I don't know how to do anything else, do I?"

"Hehe, I didn't say that!" With a mischievous additional sentence, her short legs slipped away. Furthermore, she very considerately closed the door for them, leaving the two of them with space.

"Mr. Mo, you can eat whatever you want with the medicine, but you can't say whatever you want. How did I mess with you?" Seeing that Little Star had closed the door, Mu Qiujiao opened her mouth.

Mo Yan was angry enough, "Cut the crap, hurry up and cook for the young master!"

Mu Qiqi raised her eyebrows. Had the sun risen from the west today? Why didn't the man continue to argue with her?

As a result, when she finished her dinner and the man sat at the table like a great Buddha, she understood his main purpose in urging her to cook.

He was not worried about Little Star's starvation, but rather, he wanted to eat it himself.

Four dishes and a soup had been finished in only a few minutes in front of his father and son. Mu Qiqi had no choice but to go into the kitchen in a huff and stir-fry a few fast food dishes.

Dinner was served to the two of them, and by the time she sat down at the dining table, she didn't even have the strength to move her chopsticks.

The little guy warmly crawled onto the seat beside her and obediently said, "Mommy, you've worked hard!"

No matter how much effort it took to hear the little guy's considerate words of comfort, his heart was still warm.

She put down her chopsticks and gently rubbed the little guy's chubby cheeks. "Mommy isn't tired at all. As long as Darling Xing likes to eat it, Mommy will be happy to cook it."

The little guy happily raised his brows and said naively, "Then what if father wants to eat it?"

The gentle smile on his face instantly froze …

At this time, how can we let that guy not have a good meal?

The little guy understood Mu Qiqi's displeased expression and immediately helped his father to speak good words. "Actually, Daddy is very kind. Mommy can try to get to know him."

If it wasn't in front of Little Star, her eyes would have definitely rolled out of the sky. But now, she had to reveal her most gentle side to Little Star.

"Alright, Mommy will definitely try to get to know Daddy. Don't worry about your little head anymore, hurry back to your room and watch today's English video lessons." Mu Qiqi wanted to eat a proper meal, so she changed the topic in time.

What she didn't know was that somewhere out of her sight, a pair of deep and limitless eyes were silently watching her.

Watching her and Little Star's every move, watching the both of them happily chatting, it was as if the ten thousand year old glacier's face was showing signs of melting.

Over the years, he had also sent people to search for his son's mother, but how could it be easy for him to find a woman who sold eggs?

Now that he saw the little guy having such a happy time with this stupid woman, his firm heart seemed to have eased a little bit of his son's debt.

"Di Di" the phone in his pocket rang.