Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Fu Xin thought about it again. âAnyway, the child will leave his parents in the future. He will inherit the family business, go to work, and go on business trips in the future. In the future, he wonât be able to be with us for a lot of time. Now, letâs nurture his concept and let him know what longing is.â Fu Xin had already started to spread her thoughts and give her an excuse. âHeâs only five years old now. Does he know so much?â Jiang Yi asked, making Fu Xin at a loss.
âThen what should we do? Tell me then, I have no choice.â Fu Xin felt that she had already exhausted all her tricks. She could only think of this solution. âWhy donât we bring him along? When we film the show, let Zhang Zhen watch over him. Weâll bring him along after the show.â
âAlthough heâs still young, we canât let him develop the habit of relying on his parents. Itâs just a week. Heâll have to endure it. Heâs going to inherit the family business in the future. If he doesnât have this bit of patience, how can he do it?â Jiang Yiâs heart skipped a beat and he almost dug a hole for himself. If he really brought Jiang Xinyuan along, how could they have a private time together? Wouldnât all his previous secret efforts be in vain?
âBut heâs only five years old,â Fu Xin retorted in Jiang Yiâs words.
Jiang Yi was silent for a moment before saying, âHeâs not a child at five years old. At most, Iâll give him some lessons. When heâs busy, he wonât have time to think about us.â
Jiang Yiâs calculations were especially loud.
âAre you still his biological father?â Fu Xin couldnât help but ask. On second thought, it didnât seem right to ask this. Other than doing a paternity test, she, as his mother, had the most say. What he said seemed to have dyed Jiang Yiâs hair green.
Jiang Yi did not answer. Instead, he looked at her strangely and listened to her explanation.
Fu Xin sat down and didnât say anything. She didnât want to explain. Although Jiang Yi looked a little unreliable, as a mother, she seemed to be even more unreliable than Jiang Yi. It could be seen from the show.
Fu Xin downloaded a game called âFrog Travelsâ for Jiang Xinyuanâs phone and played with him.
âThese frogs are so cute! They can even speak frog language.â Fu Xin quickly praised and looked at Jiang Xinyuanâs expression.
Jiang Xinyuan thought for a moment. âThen, Mom, letâs learn frog language together! In the future, when we communicate in frog language, no one will know what weâre talking about. Itâs no different from whispering.â
Jiang Xinyuanâs imagination was quite rich. He was always like this. He hoped that everything with his mother was special. It would be even better if others did not understand. That way, he could highlight that they were biological mother and son.
Fu Xin felt that Jiang Xinyuan was hooked. âActually, itâs not that difficult. Itâs very difficult to understand frog language, but we can write a letter. Before you go to class in the morning, if you have anything to say to me, write a postcard and tell me. Then, put it under the vase. When I wake up, I can see it. What do you think?â
âOkay, Mom.â Jiang Xinyuanâs clear voice agreed.
Jiang Xinyuan had never played a letter delivery game before. He felt that it was very fun. âMom, can we use postcards of the heart?â Jiang Xinyuan seemed to have a lot of obsession with hearts.
At this moment, Aunt Wang came in with a plate of fruits and placed it on the coffee table.
âThereâs your favorite mango. Eat more,â Jiang Yi said casually. Fu Xin couldnât help but laugh in her heart. He must have a crush on me. Otherwise, how would he know what I like to eat?
âYes, mangoes are especially delicious!â Fu Xin said as she picked up a piece of mango with her fork and took a bite.
âDoesnât Mom love peaches the most? Because peaches are like hearts, Mom and I have hearts in our names, so Mom likes hearts and peaches.â Jiang Xinyuan did not understand. In his opinion, his mother had always liked to eat peaches, just like when she was recording the show.
âYour mother likes to eat a lot of fruits. In the summer, she likes to eat peaches and honeydew. In autumn, she likes to eat mangoes,â Jiang Yi explained to Jiang Xinyuan. Jiang Xinyuan was still thinking about why when Jiang Yi spoke again. âDonât always like what your mom likes. You have your own life.
It turned out that Jiang Yi had laid out so much to educate the child. It didnât seem to have anything to do with a crush. Fu Xin felt that she was thinking too much. However⦠he knew what she liked to eat. It could also prove that he had paid a lot of attention to her in the past! In that case, she wasnât thinking too much, Fu Xin thought..n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om