Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
When the other party received praise, they would often give a better response.
âIâll make a sword tassel for you tonight, but I donât know what color Little Xinyuan likes.â
âMaster, youâre too polite.â Of course, this was just Fu Xinâs superficial politeness. âI donât know what color he likes either. He should come to look for me later. Iâll ask him.â
As they were talking, Jiang Xinyuan ran in, still calling for his father.
When Fu Xin heard that Jiang Yi was here, her body couldnât help but tense up. Although she was nervous and didnât know why Jiang Yi was here, she was already prepared to adapt to the situation.
Jiang Yi held Jiang Xinyuanâs hand and walked in. When Jiang Xinyuan saw his mother, he let go of his fatherâs hand and ran to his motherâs side. He hugged Fu Xin. âMom, my work is done.â He seemed to be wheedling in front of his father on purpose, but he had always been soft-spoken. No one could tell that he was doing it on purpose.
âMy work is done too!â Fu Xin was also very excited. She touched Jiang Xinyuanâs soft hair.
âThatâs great. Mom and I have finished our work,â Jiang Xinyuan said as he rubbed his head against Fu Xin.
âI have a gift for you.â Fu Xin pinched his little face.
âGift? What gift?â Jiang Xinyuan seemed especially excited. This was the first time his mother had given him a gift. Last time, his mother had only given him the small fishing rod, but she did not say that it was a gift.
This time, his mother seemed to be very formal. Hearing that there was going to be a gift, Jiang Xinyuan was extremely happy.
âHere!â Jiang Xinyuan took out a short sword from behind her. âDo you like it?
Mom made it herself.â
âI like it, I like it.â Jiang Xinyuan held the small sword and felt very satisfied. He was even a little touched. He did not have such treatment in his previous life.
It was as if he was still not satisfied after praising her like this. âMom, as long as itâs from you, I like it.â
Fu Xin was also happy when she heard this. It was as if her son would be happy no matter what she did. However, there was a tall and cold man standing not far away, reminding her that Jiang Xinyuan was not her biological son and that she was a fake mother. This advantage of praising others was not inherited from her. It was something that the child was born with, or learned after seeing that she liked to praise others.
âItâs so beautiful!â Jiang Xinyuan played with it in his hands.
âBe careful. Itâs very sharp.â Fu Xin was worried that it would hurt Jiang Xinyuan, so she quickly squatted down and looked at him carefully.
Jiang Xinyuan listened to his motherâs words and slowly pulled out the sword, revealing the blade.
A gust of cold air! It was extremely sharp! The sword was bright! It reflected light!
âWow!â Jiang Xinyuan could not help but praise. He touched the sword carefully. It was cold! There was no boy who did not like this kind of thing.
Jiang Xinyuan was no exception. He had never seen a martial arts movie before. If he did, he would definitely wave it around.
[Itâs very dangerous to give such a sharp thing to a child! Why donât you give it to me!]
[I want it too! As a boy, I want to say that I never played it when I was young.] [The sword aura is overwhelming! Itâs so beautiful
[Send it to me! Itâs not easy for children to use knives and guns.]
[All of you are scheming quite well!]
[You seem to be paying attention to Fu Xin and her son. Doesnât anyone pity CEO Jiang? He looks so lonelyâ¦]
[Fu Xin, if you donât want CEO Jiang, Iâm going to snatch him from you.]
[If you have Fu Xinâs heaven-defying looks, you can try to snatch him. But I calculated with my fingers that you donât.]
[Little Boss is no exception!]
Fu Xin was still worried about Jiang Xinyuan, so she pinched his little hand and gave it a try. Then, she asked Jiang Xinyuan to put the sword away. âLittle Xinyuan, this is too sharp. Youâre still too young. You can play with it when youâre older. When I go home, Iâll make you a small wooden sword. You can play with it as you wish.â
Mommy still wants to give me a gift? Thatâs too blissful!
âOkay, Iâll listen to Mommy.â Jiang Xinyuan agreed softly.
âMaster said that he wants to make you a sword tassel. I wonder what color you like?â After Fu Xin finished speaking, she looked at her master with a smile.
âI like purple.â Jiang Xinyuan had a special liking for purple.
âAlright, then Iâll weave two purple ones for you. One will match this sword, and the other will match your little wooden sword,â Master agreed readily.
âThank you, Master.â Fu Xin thanked him.
Jiang Xinyuan imitated his mother. âThank you, Master.â
âGood child.â Seeing how sweet Jiang Xinyuan was, Master was even happier.
âAfter youâre done, Iâll send it to the courtyard tomorrow morning.â
âThereâs no need to be in such a hurry. The recording wonât end until tomorrow. Weâll probably only leave the day after tomorrow.â Fu Xin was afraid that it would be too troublesome, so she was still polite.
âItâs alright. Itâs very simple to braid the sword tassels. Thereâs enough time.â The master did not care..