My Dragon Baby and Billionaire Husband-Chapter 692: Instantly Transform into a Tomboy 1

Su Chaoyang, the Little Daoist, took a few steps, then suddenly stopped. Frowning, she said, "Hey! Uncle, don’t block this baby! Out of consideration for your eager yearning, I won’t pursue the matter of you entering the ladies’ restroom this time. But do you really expect me to make you appear so your mother can see you? Isn’t that pushing your luck?"

Madam Quan, hearing this, hurried forward, overwhelmed with joy. "Little Cutie," she asked, "can you make my son appear?"

Su Chaoyang, the Little Daoist, said sarcastically in a childish tone, "I’m not Little Cutie, I’m Little Wacko!"

"If you can make my son appear, I’ll believe you."

Su Chaoyang, the Little Daoist, huffed cockily, "Whether you believe me or not, what’s it to me?"

Madam Quan was speechless.

Su Chaoyang, the Little Daoist, was about to leave. Madam Quan became anxious, grabbed her small arm, and said, "Auntie will buy you candies."

"Old lady!"

You only get to call me ’Auntie’ when this baby is in a good mood, and I’m not in a good mood right now! You’re already old and past your prime, yet you’re still trying to cozy up to this baby with sweet talk? Not happening!

Madam Quan’s expression flickered. Struggling to contain herself, she said, "Okay, okay, old lady will buy you candies."

"Old lady, does this baby seem like someone who hasn’t seen the world? You think you can send this baby away with just candies?"

"Then what do you want?"

Su Chaoyang, the Little Daoist, pinched her chubby fingers. "Only a little money can persuade me to help."

Madam Quan pulled out the largest denomination bill from her handbag and handed it to Su Chaoyang. "Here you go."

"Old lady, are you treating me like a beggar or something? I want this amount." Su Chaoyang, the Little Daoist, held up ten fingers.

Madam Quan asked, "One thousand yuan?"

"Ten thousand yuan!" Su Chaoyang, the Little Daoist, declared.

Is this highway robbery? Madam Quan thought.

Seeing Madam Quan hesitate, Su Chaoyang, the Little Daoist, turned to leave.

Madam Quan, desperate to see her son, blocked Su Chaoyang’s path. "Alright, alright, alright, ten thousand yuan it is, but I don’t have that much cash on me."

"You can scan a QR code, you know." Su Chaoyang twirled her ring phone, and a holographic screen with a QR code popped up for an instant transaction.

Madam Quan scanned the QR code. A "DING" sound indicated the payment had gone through.

Seeing the money, Su Chaoyang, the Little Daoist, was delighted. "Old lady," she said, "ten thousand yuan gets you a look for just one minute, alright? Not a second longer."

"Then I’ll pay more."

"It’s not about whether you add more money or not! This baby is afraid Grandpa and Grandma will misunderstand what I’m doing and worry this baby has been kidnapped. That’s why this baby only earns ten thousand yuan. This baby isn’t easily swayed by money, you know!"

Having said that, Su Chaoyang, the Little Daoist, pulled a Talisman Paper from the pocket of her Daoist robe. Her delicate lips moved as she recited profoundly, "Quickly, as if commanded by law, appear!"

In an instant, a tall and handsome young man slowly transitioned from a transparent state to a visible one.

Madam Quan, seeing her late son, cried out in excitement, "Xiaoyong, it’s you! Is it really you?" She lunged forward, trying to hug her son, but grasped at air as her hands went straight through his body.

"Xiaoyong! Xiaoyong!"

Madam Quan watched intently, not daring to blink. She saw her son’s mouth opening and closing as if he were speaking, but she couldn’t hear a word. She called out in distress, "Xiaoyong, what are you saying? I can’t hear you! Mommy can’t hear you!"

"Old lady," Su Chaoyang relayed, "Uncle says to stop what you’re doing immediately and truly repent. Otherwise, the repercussions will fall upon him. The things you’re doing will send him to the eighteenth level of hell!"