Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

As a child, Ming Ansheng was under too much control, and so, he gave Beibei plenty of freedom for he hoped that he would have a carefree childhood.

But shouldn’t he be a carefree and innocent boy?

Ming Ansheng was still puzzled over this when Beibei interjected, “But Daddy, I disapprove of you being a third party. Xiaojiao has a father.”

Ming Ansheng looked at him with his eyebrows furrowed.

Beibei quipped, “Why don’t you choose another woman to be my stepmother?”

He was still a child, despite being mature and sensible. He asked him to choose another woman…

If it was that easy, he wouldn’t be here to nag at Ming Ansheng.

Ming Ansheng shook his head in amusement. He nudged Beibei again and said, “Alright, stop thinking so much. Children should put their studies first.”

“I’ve already excelled in my studies. And I won over the girl.”

Beibei was so proud of himself when it came to his academics.

Ming Ansheng laughed and gave him a thumbs up. “Excellent.”

Without another word, he carried Beibei and hurled him over his shoulders. He strode across the room.

Beibei continued to nag incessantly. “Daddy, just forget about Xiaojiao’s mommy. I can ask my classmates to introduce some women to you. They said that they have aunts and older sisters who are single.”

Ming Ansheng was speechless…

This boy still had the time to look for women on his behalf?

He gloomily marched out of the study and walked to Beibei’s room.

He threw him on the bed.

Beibei was about to sit up when Ming Ansheng pointed at him. He warned, “Don’t say a word. If you do, I’m not attending the parent-teacher conference next week.”

He promised Beibei that he would attend the parent-teacher conference.

This was the first time.

Beibei clammed up immediately, and he pulled the blanket over him. He didn’t even dare to breathe loudly.

Ming Ansheng curled his lips as he gazed at the little lump under the blanket. A while later, he could hear his rhythmic and deep breathing.

He grinned to himself and gently tugged at his blanket until he could see Beibei’s face.

“If Xiaojiao’s daddy is no longer around, will you support my decision of wooing Xiaojiao’s mommy?” asked Ming Ansheng softly.

He smiled at himself for being so foolish. How could he treat his son as an adult?

Ming Ansheng turned off the lights and treaded softly across the room. He shut the door carefully behind him.

He had unfinished work, so he went back to the study.

He saw his phone’s screen lit up. There was a WeChat notification.

He had already switched off notifications for any updates. Who would text him so late at night?

Ming Ansheng strode over to his desk and picked up his phone. He could read the text from the screen.

It was Beibei. ‘Daddy, if Xiaojiao’s daddy is gone, then you should work hard! Set Xiaojiao’s mommy as your goal, just like what I did when I vowed to win the girl during exams. Although I didn’t succeed at first, eventually I did. If a person doesn’t have any goals, wouldn’t he be like a dead fish?’

This rascal…

Ming Ansheng burst into laughter. A dead fish?

Set Xiaojiao’s mommy as his goal…

Ming Ansheng’s handsome face suddenly lit up. He felt that he had lived his life in vain. To think an eight-year-old-boy was so wise.