My Dragon Baby and Billionaire Husband-Chapter 762: Revival from the Dead, The Mighty Mingjing 1
Mo Yinhe patted the space beside him and said, "Xiaolei, sit beside Daddy."
Xi Lei, holding his little dish of condiments, scooted over in a hurry. After Mo Yinhe picked him up and placed him at his side, the little guy casually dangled his short legs and asked, "Daddy, Mommy, who’s going to wash your socks?"
"No one has washed them yet." Mo Yinhe teased on purpose, "Why, are you going to wash your parents’ socks for them too?"
Xi Lei shrugged his little shoulders nonchalantly. "Anyway, this young master is destined to wash socks. Washing one more pair is still washing, and washing two more is the same. It’s no big deal. Now that this young master has learned how to wash socks, I’ll be able to win over lots of beauties in the future."
"PFFT..." Ye Shen was drinking corn juice and almost sprayed it all over the table. He stared at his little nephew. "You’re already thinking about wooing beauties at this age? You little fellow, you haven’t even grown all your fuzz yet."
Xi Lei quickly reached out with his chopsticks, fished out a piece of fatty lamb from the pot, rolled it in the condiments, and then popped it in his mouth.
Chewing with his little mouth, he said, "Uncle, I already have a goddess I like, okay?"
"Oh, really?"
"Youyou."
Ye Shen was curious. "Who’s Youyou?"
Xi Lei put on a stern face. "Youyou is what only this young master can call her. Uncle, you have to call her Gua Jingyou."
"Oh, who is Gua Jingyou?"
"She’s my classmate. She’s a bit dark."
Ye Shen continued, "You still like her even though she’s dark?"
"But she has big eyes! And aside from being a bit dark, Youyou is still pretty. I used to bring her milk every week to drink. Auntie said that girls who drink a lot of milk can become fairer, so she can still be saved."
Xi Lei didn’t like answering questions continuously, so he turned the tables on Ye Shen. "Third Uncle, how many goddesses did you have in kindergarten?"
"Me?"
Without a second thought, Ye Shen replied, "One. What about it?"
"Then you had too few goddesses."
Ye Shen winked slyly. "So how many goddesses do you have? Surely not just Youyou, right?"
"Of course." Xi Lei said with conviction, "I have... um, three. I had three pretty goddesses in my previous kindergarten."
Ye Shen stifled a laugh and asked, "Yo, you had three goddesses in kindergarten? Won’t you have a dozen in primary school? Will you be able to handle all that love then?"
It seemed like a question worth pondering, and Xi Lei tilted his head to think carefully for a while. After a full two minutes, he assertively said, "Third Uncle, I think I can."
"Hahaha," Ye Shen burst into laughter. The kid had actually given it serious thought—how he came to his conclusion was anyone’s guess.
He then asked his nephew, "What about when you get to middle school? You might have dozens by then. Will you still be able to cope?"
Xi Lei had already considered this, and after much deliberation, he said, "If Youyou isn’t fairer by then, she’ll no longer be my goddess. I’ll have to call her and tell her to drink more milk."
Ye Shen laughed nonstop and looked up at Mo Yinhe. "Big Bro, when did our family produce such a playboy? This isn’t like the Ye Family’s view on love."
Mo Yinhe huffed. "You should think about what kind of person Xi Jinrong is!" It was all Xi Jinrong’s fault for spoiling his son, who had been such a good kid, making him think about having a girl on each arm at such a young age!
Xi Jinrong? Ye Shen suddenly realized. "Oh, oh, oh!" Now he understood!
He remembered news that had shaken the entire Undersea World: over a dozen exceptional women fighting tooth and nail to marry Xi Jinrong.
On the day of Xi Jinrong’s grand wedding, more than twenty women wailed at his banquet, each one of them his childhood sweetheart!
Yet, the woman Xi Jinrong married was not one of his childhood sweethearts, but rather a woman he had known for less than three months, the most sensible woman on Mu Continent, Commander Lan.
It was said that Commander Lan was initially indifferent to him. She was completely unmoved by Xi Jinrong’s fervent pursuit.
No one knows what methods Xi Jinrong used to win over Miss Lan, who disliked him, in three months?
This topic, a delight for gossip, remains a mystery to this day.
After applying medicine to Little Chaoyang, Si Mingjing carried her back and asked, "What are you discussing?"
Mo Yinhe snickered and said, "Talking about your brother Xi Jinrong. He’s leading my son astray."
"How is Xi Lei led astray?" Si Mingjing disagreed with Mo Yinhe’s assessment of her son.
She placed Little Chaoyang on a chair and sat down as well, personally picking barbecue for Little Chaoyang and feeding her.
Mo Yinhe did not continue on that topic. He had received a call and needed to have an urgent video conference to deal with some thorny issues. He stood up, left the dining room, and found a quiet room for the meeting.
After the children had eaten their fill, Si Mingjing took them for a hot spring soak to warm up.
After soaking in the hot spring and taking a bath, she arranged for the children to go to bed.
Only Xi Lei was squatting on the ground with a basin, washing his socks with a pained expression.
Si Mingjing offered to wash his socks for him, but Xi Lei wasn’t happy, saying something about being a real man and having to accept the loss he wagered.
Mo Yinhe held a video conference for two hours, took care of his affairs, and came to find Si Mingjing with a faint hint of anger still lingering in his brow, as if he had encountered something upsetting.
"Did something happen? You’ve been in the meeting for so long?" Si Mingjing, who was adept at reading people, noticed that her husband was troubled.
Mo Yinhe said, suppressing his vexation, "A brilliant scientist at the aerospace base died during the meeting. When I first founded Yinhe Aerospace Base, I recruited him. He accounts for 40% of the achievements that the base has made to this day. Now he’s gone, and he was just over fifty this year."
"Did he die of an illness?" At that age, it couldn’t have been a natural death.
Mo Yinhe nodded, "He had a sudden heart attack during the meeting and couldn’t be resuscitated. Mingjing, I need to leave for a bit."
Si Mingjing understood Mo Yinhe’s sorrow and held his hand, offering him emotional comfort.
"Do you want me to go with you?"
"No need. You stay with the children. I’ll be back in three days."
"It’s fine. The kids can be left with Ye Shen. After all, neither of us is a competent parent who watches over the kids every day, and we can’t pretend we are. It’s better to let others help take care of the children."
Si Mingjing was telling the blunt truth. They were often running around for various reasons and couldn’t be with the children every day like ordinary parents. Clearly, the children were also accustomed to life without their parents’ daily company.
The hard-working little laborer, Xi Lei, lifted his little head and patted his chest bravely, "Daddy, we can take care of ourselves. Daddy needs Mommy more right now, so this young master will temporarily lend Mommy to Daddy, no thanks necessary—"
What does he mean, ’lend’? She’s his wife! 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚
Mo Yinhe scooped Si Mingjing into his arms, declaring his ownership, and took her away with him.
Before leaving, he sent a quick text to Ye Shen, telling him to keep an eye on the children.
He took his wife on a helicopter, and they left into the night.
All the way, the mood was somber.
