Sweet Wife Arrives: Mr. CEO, Please Pamper Me-Chapter 744: V610: Love is life and death together. [12]

Early in the morning, when Liang Yichao woke up, he looked at the woman beside him, who was sleeping and still trying to get close to him to do something, and he pushed her away.

This resentment made the timid woman feel uncomfortable, and she couldn’t help but ask, "Second Master... what’s wrong with you? You called me over last night, but now..."

Liang Yichao also wanted to know what was wrong with himself.

Logically speaking, the fact that Pei Yongyou sleeps with whom he wants, it should be fine for him too.

Watching Pei Yongyou sulk, stamp his feet, secretly badmouth him everywhere, he felt very smug.

Seeing Yu Wei meet him, he repeatedly ignored her as he passed by.

Looking back at her standing there dumbfounded, he felt amused, and very satisfied.

However, he didn’t know why, while feeling delighted, there was also an emotion slowly creeping up that he couldn’t comprehend.

It even got to the point that these past few days, he was clearly annoyed with all women.

At night he would call a woman over but had no interest in doing anything, just staring at her nude body without any sexual desire, and then turned to sleep.

Or he would force himself not to think too much and try to do something.

But in the middle, hearing the woman’s screams that were unlike Yu Wei’s, he immediately pushed her away and said, "Solve it yourself."

Then he’d turn around and sleep facing her surprised eyes.

It escalated to last night, when he wasn’t even interested in watching a woman undress, he just threw a wad of cash to the woman and went straight to sleep.

That was the first time he slept with his clothes on.

Realizing clearly that he might not have any interest in touching women in the future, he truly couldn’t let go of Yu Wei, no matter how hard he tried. The possibility of living alone for the next fifty or sixty years until he dies...

Liang Yichao smiled in extreme self-mockery in the gloom.

So, after such a morning, Liang Yichao was in a particularly bad mood, and when he saw the little brat again, that thing from the other day...

The little brat was still wearing a black denim jacket and jeans today.

Considering how good the little brat’s health was, although Rong City’s winter was warmer than other regions, it didn’t seem this warm. Liang Yichao was quite surprised to see the little brat wearing so little and running around sweating.

The little brat was also playing hide and seek with his little consort when he saw Liang Yichao and froze for a moment.

Finally, seemingly realizing that Liang Yichao didn’t come to handle any business but stopped to stare at him for some reason, he wasn’t afraid at all. He even forgot about his little consort, took a few steps to stand in front of Liang Yichao, and kicked at Liang Yichao’s shoe with his little foot.

"Hey! What are you looking at, old man?"

Liang Yichao looked down.

Having lost interest in women, he wasn’t in much of a mood to amuse a kid; previously, he might have grabbed the little brat’s collar and pushed him away.

But maybe he was in too low a mood today. Comparing with the little brat’s reaction the other day, he suddenly found the little brat’s demeanor quite amusing.

So, he didn’t rush upstairs but said to the person accompanying him, "You go first."

The person beside him nodded, holding a file folder, and said, "Then Mr. Liang, I’ll wait for you upstairs." Then they left.

Liang Yichao took a brief moment of leisure.

Taking a drag of the cigarette butt that had been hanging on his lips, he looked at the little brat and blew a smoke ring, "Looking at you, little guy~~~"

The eerie voice sounded like a villain trafficking people, but the little brat was more annoyed by his own coughing fit.

Fuming, the little brat said, "What are you doing! Daring to bully me! Don’t you know you could get your whole clan executed!"

Liang Yichao could finally confirm that the little brat had watched a lot of palace dramas at home with nothing else to do.

Grinning, he shrugged and said, "Really? Then have your Ministry come and wipe us out, unless your kingdom is just you alone?"

Realizing this old man could follow his thoughts and talk about kingdoms, unlike his grandmother who never converses with him and tells him to speak properly like a child.

The little brat found himself quite liking this old man!

However, about kingdoms...

The little brat immediately put his hands behind him, puffed out his chest, and said, "Who said my kingdom is just me? I have many consorts!"

Liang Yichao smoked, and noncommittally curled his lips and shook his head.

The little brat was surprised, "You don’t believe me?"

"Why should I believe?" Liang Yichao asked.

"Hmph!" In an instant, the little brat pouted his little nose in defiance and immediately shouted towards the company’s garden, "Consorts! Come quickly to see my grandson!"

Immediately, Liang Yichao was stunned by the title again, not to mention noticing the garden where previously, because the shrubs were quite tall, he hadn’t realized the kids playing inside...

There turned out to be a whole group of little girls.

Liang Yichao’s hand was burned by the cigarette butt at its end, "..."

He threw away the cigarette butt and looked down in astonishment at the kid beside him.

The kid shot him a disdainful glance.

Then, with even more pride, he lifted his chin and asked, "How was it?"

Liang Yichao was convinced! Totally convinced!

He was really curious about how this kid could attract so many girls, "Are all these really your concubines?"

"Why wouldn’t they be? Want me to have them bow to you?" Without waiting for Liang Yichao to express his opinion, he turned to a group of little girls and said, "Quick, greet grandpa!"

In an instant, there were bows, kneelings, kowtows, and salutes...

The spectacle astonished everyone at the company’s entrance.

They all loudly chorused to Liang Yichao, "Greetings, grandpa!"

Liang Yichao was thunderstruck, unable to find even a spaceship.

Looking at the group of little ones, he wanted to say, damn... It’s not New Year yet... Isn’t it too early for red envelopes?

And hearing this title, Liang Yichao really wished he could dig a hole and bury himself right there!

...

Half an hour later, sitting inside KFC.

Listening to that group of little kids chirping away, his eardrums were close to shattering from despair.

Liang Yichao held a cigarette butt, smoking, and finally understood that this group of kids was playing house.

The little one in front of him was the Emperor, and in their kindergarten, they even had eunuchs, generals, doctors, and more!

To top it off, Ultraman and Pig Hero were guest-starring, while Pleasant Goat and Mei Yangyang were still running around outside.

And in front of him, the little girls were the Empress, Imperial Concubine, Noble Consort, Qiu Pin, Chen Guiren, and An Daying...

Liang Yichao suddenly felt his life view shattered.

Kids’ world is too badass, he didn’t understand, he’s too weak...

After taking the N-th drag of his cigarette without eating a bite of the food before him.

At home, his mom never let him eat junk food, but the little one who really wanted to eat KFC started asking: "Uncle, why aren’t you eating?"

"I’m sick of it, I’ve eaten enough of this stuff abroad!"

The little rascal looked at him and, astonished, said: "Uncle is so lucky! Uncle came back from abroad?"

"Yes."

"What did Uncle do abroad?"

"Studied."

"Studied? Like me?" The little rascal was unbelievably surprised.

Instantly, Liang Yichao realized that at his age, still doing this was quite embarrassing. He gave a self-deprecating smile, took another drag, and murmured, "Yeah."

Unexpectedly, the little rascal either noticed his expression or guessed something, as his grape-like eyes spun around, saying, "Then the school Uncle attended must be very advanced! Different from ours!"

This type of comfort made Liang Yichao look at the little one with black hair and eyes in front of him, feeling a lot more fond.

After all, he never liked kids, and when he told Yu Wei he wanted a daughter, it was because he wanted to have a product of their love with Yu Wei.

He believed many people were like him, not liking children if they’re not their own.

Yet somehow, looking at the littlest rascal with mischievous vibes in front of him, he found them quite agreeable...

Looking again at his reflection in the glass window, with the same short black hair, dark eyes, tall and thin frame, and small face shape.

He suddenly wondered, if he could have done better, not indulging in eating and playing daily, not ignoring his parents’ and brother’s countless persuasions.

Not letting Yu Wei’s advice go in one ear and out the other every time.

Would Yu Wei agree to his proposal and have a handsome little kid like the one in front of him?

At this moment, Liang Yichao realized he liked sons, very much...

The little ones in front called out to the rascal, "Cichu, Cichu."

He hadn’t heard this name before, so he snapped out of his reverie and asked, "By the way, what’s your last name?"