Xiaoqi let out an excited cry, his face scrunching up in pain and his big eyes sparkling. âI want it to be red and as handsome as Grandpa.â
Grandpa was really happy to make him a boxing suit!
Huo Ci thought that the brat was quite easy to coax. One set of boxing clothes made him so happy that he gave him two sets to change into.
âGrandpa, donât tell Mommy about my injury. Donât tell great-grandpa or great-grandma either, alright?â
âYour mother will be back tomorrow. Your face is ruined. Do you think sheâs blind?â
âThen can you not let Mommy come back, Grandpa? Let her come home when Iâm better.â
âIf I donât let her come home, where will she go?â
âGrandpa, Xiaoqi is begging you. Donât let Mommy come back, alright? Xiaoqi will agree to do whatever you want. Xiaoqi will be filial to you in the future and give you a treat. He will listen to Grandpa.â
âYouâre not allowed to cry in front of your old man in the future. You can hit back whoever hits you. Tell anyone who f*cking says you donât have a father...â
âTell them what?â
âTell them that our family has billions of assets for you to inherit and we donât care about a son of a b*tch of a father. Got it?â
âYes.â
...
Huo Ci was about to go to bed when the door opened. His handsome face darkened. âLittle brat, what do you want?â
Xiaoqi opened the door, revealing his small head. His big black grape-like eyes looked at him pitifully. âGrandpa, can I sleep with you today?â
Huo Ci bellowed, âScram!â
âNo!â Xiaoqi, who was barefoot and was hugging a pillow, dashed over like a calf, using all his might to climb onto the bed.
Huo Ci lifted his leg. He was about to kick the kid when he saw the little fella crawling on the bed with his butt sticking out like a puppy. He was a little adorable, but his face was full of disdain. âJust for one night.â
Xiaoqi nodded hurriedly and smiled obsequiously. âThank you, Grandpa.â
Huo Ci frowned in disdain. No wonder they were mother and son. This lackeyâs attitude was exactly the same. He was so shameless when he tried to please others.
Before Ling Sheng fell asleep, she received a call from Mei Xuelin.
âSister Mei, are you joking? Iâm going to the northwest tomorrow to film a movie? You didnât even show me the script. I donât even know which role Iâm playing. Are you crazy?â
âIâve sent the script to your email. Take a look at the electronic version first. I think the script is not bad. You are the female lead. The movie isnât long, and it is good for the public. The director is a newbie. She will only need one month to film it.â
âSister Mei, itâs true that Iâm an artist managed by you. However, you canât not inform me of something as important as a script. You should ask for my opinion instead of booking it for me without even telling me!
âIf you act on your own in the future, I think I should reconsider our upcoming cooperation.â Ling Shengâs voice was cold as she tried her best to control her anger. She also tried her best to be polite and save face.
This kind of thing had to be discussed with her no matter what. Even though Mei Xuelin was a top managing agent, Ling Sheng was a sensible person. She was not a puppet controlled by her!
Mei Xuelin paused before saying, âSorry, I didnât consider this properly. Look at the script. If you donât like it, tell me. Iâll reject it immediately.â
âOkay.â Ling Sheng hung up right away.
Despite how angry she was, she logged into her email and downloaded the script. Then, she started reading it seriously.
Mei Xuelin was so angry that she wanted to smash her phone. Her cold face contorted as she called Huo Ci and bellowed, âIâm begging you, Big Boss! Old ancestor, if something like this happens again in the future, please tell her yourself. Do you think that Iâm not human anymore? How do you want me to explain this to Sheng Sheng?â