Translator:Atlas StudiosEditor:Atlas Studios

He then looked into the room. His eyes brightened at the sight of Zhuang Nainai and he shouted, Pretty lady, do you know where my mother is?

Zhuang Nainai was speechless.

If not for the fact that the speaker was only three and for what followed in the sentence, the pretty lady would have been no different from a catcall on the streets.

However, the boy looked so innocent and adorable. One could not bring himself to harbor ill feelings towards him.

The boy then rounded past Si Zhengting and ran to Zhuang Nainai.

Si Zhengting reached out to grab his collar to stop his advance. The boy was held immobile and waved his arms wildly. Let me go, bad guy! I want to be in the embrace of the pretty lady! You jerk, pervert, murderer

He then looked back to meet Si Zhengtings icy-cold stare. He stopped talking and turned back to Zhuang Nainai with teary eyes and pouted lips. Pretty sister, that uncle is so fierce!

He looked so adorable.

Zhuang Nainai felt a wave of overwhelming fondness. She bent down to face him. Good boys dont talk like that!

The little boy batted his eyes and asked, Then how should I talk?

You should address me as big sister, and him as

She had not yet managed to get the words big brother out when the boy suddenly displayed an angelic smile and replied, Uncle! I know my manners!

Si Zhengtings face darkened again.

The little boy had addressed Zhuang Nainai as big sister but himself as uncle. What was he trying to imply?

Si Zhengting grabbed his collar and was about to throw him out of the room when Zhuang Nainai stopped him. I will lead him out, he probably entered the wrong room.

She then stood, took the boys hand, and gently patted his head. I will help you find your mother.

The boy smiled triumphantly and nodded. Sister, its no wonder you are such a beauty, you are so kind!

Zhuang Nainai wondered what his parents were like to raise such a glib-talking son.

They were just out of the door when she saw a woman approach. She frowned at the sight of the boy and demanded, Where did you run off to again?

The boy smiled and went up to her to hold her hand. Mom, I thought I lost you just now.

The woman was about to reprimand the child when a man exited the neighboring room. The woman caught sight of the man and hid her cold, disgusted expression. Putting on a warm facade, she said, No more next time.

The man approached and nodded at Zhuang Nainai. He was a charming man who left a deep impression.

Zhuang Nainai stole many glances.

Zhuang Nainai returned to her room after their mutual acknowledgment. She could hear the little boys voice behind her back. Dad, Mom, I was lost, were you worried for me?

Zhuang Nainai shook her head. She entered the room to find Si Zhengting still in a foul mood.

She saw that the desserts were served upon sitting down and she wolfed down a piece. Feeling that it was a little dry, she reached for some water to wash it down.

Having just taken a sip, she suddenly heard Si Zhengting speak. Zhuang Nainai, bear me a child.

Zhuang Nainai looked up abruptly in shock and spat the mouthful of dessert onto Si Zhengtings face.