Chapter 362
Gain A Cute Wife By 'Kidnap'
C362 â The Son Is the Biggest Hindrance
Right now, Mu Sifa really missed his father.
Seriously, when will dad be back!?
If he had come back, I wouldnât have to work so hard now.
Although her mother was domineering, she was occasionally unreasonable.
However, in front of his father, she was a very obedient little girl.
Itâs just that Dad always runs outside and doesnât come home often.
Mu Sifa now also suspects that his father married his mother for what purpose, and often let his mother keep her room by herself.
But then again, since a woman husband isnât around and his sons arenât obedient, Mu Sifa felt sorry for his mom.
He scratched his hair and sighed helplessly.
No matter how angry he was with Hee Meier, she was still his mother after all. Therefore, Mu Sifa couldnât ignore her opinion and decided to make the decision on his own.
âWife, comfort me!â
Mu Sifa suddenly became naughty.
Shang Cijie immediately blushed.
Seeing Shang Cijieâs expression, Mu Sifa wanted to hug him, but he was shocked when he saw Shang Mingming staring at them from behind.
âWhat is it? Am I that scary? â
Shang Mingming said in a cold voice. He wiped the blood off his face and made a ferocious gesture towards Mu Sifa.
âHow, how could that be?â
Mu Sifa instantly felt guilty and laughed awkwardly.
When did this little fellow come? I didnât hear the door open!
Could it be? The corner of Mu Sifaâs mouth twitched. The little guy was here right from the start!
âMingming?â
Hearing the voice behind him, Shang Cijie turned around.
Shang Mingming did not say anything, but coldly glanced at Mu Sifa, and then handed the plate to Shang Cijie as a lecture, âIs Xiaojie an idiot? If you donât even take the lunch, what will you give me for lunch? â
âRight, right! Iâm here to deliver lunch. â Shang Cijie muttered to himself.
Half an hour ago, Shang Cijie, who had breakfast, muttered that he didnât know if Mu Sifa had eaten yet. He looked very worried. After that, Shang Mingming on the opposite side said that he would send lunch to Mu Sifa and pack it up from the hotel.
Shang Cijie was naturally happy when he heard that, but he was also overjoyed. His heart had already flown here, causing him to run over to Mu Sifa without taking anything out of his mind.
âWife, did you bring me lunch?â Mu Sifa was very surprised.
âOr what? Do you think Xiaojie is here to do something shameful with you? âYou scoundrel.â Shang Mingming glared angrily at Mu Sifa.
Why are you angry again? Itâs normal for me to touch his mother! It wouldnât be normal if he didnât touch it!
âMingming, Iâm sorry.â Shang Cijie lowered his head in apology, and peeked at Shang Cijieâs reaction out of the corner of his eyes in fear.
âItâs fatherâs fault, itâs none of your business.â
Shang Mingming had been watching Shang Cijie the whole way, so he knew that Shang Cijie was only tricked by his bastard father and not his fault.
âButâ¦â Shang Cijie wanted to say something but stopped himself. Shang Cijie added in his heart.
âI say, little guy, adults need time to develop their feelings. Do you know that?â
Mu Sifa bent down and pointed his finger at Shang Mingmingâs forehead, trying to reason with him. But he had just bent down? He was immediately kicked in the groin by Shang Mingming, who then threw the bowl to him, âEat it.â
Mu Sifa was in so much pain that he had to support himself on the sofa. His face was ashen.
âShang Mingming.â There was a roar in his voice.
âYou deserved it.â After saying that, he climbed onto the sofa and sat in Shang Cijieâs embrace. He even glanced at Mu Sifa and snorted.
This kid was really the biggest electric light bulb! With him around, it would be hard for me to even touch Xiaojie in the future.
âAlright! I accept my fate, that should be enough, right? â
Mu Sifa put the plate on the tea table and opened it. Mu Sifa was surprised again when he found that they were all things he liked to eat, because he never told Shang Cijie what he liked to eat.
âI asked my big brother. He told me.â Shang Cijie hugged Shang Mingmingâs body, burying his head shyly into Mu Sifaâs back, feeling embarrassed to look at him.
So thatâs how it was! I told him how he would know.
âItâs good as long as thereâs something to eat. Are you curious how Xiaojie knew?â
Shang Mingming could not bear to see Mu Sifa so proud, so he fought with him again.
If he knew it would turn out like this, he wouldnât have told Xiaojie about delivering lunch.
âAlright, alright, alright. Iâll eat.â
Mu Sifa smiled in satisfaction. Even though he was arguing with Shang Mingming, he still felt happy.