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  Beibei raised his head and implored, “Daddy, can I sleep with you tonight?”


  He sounded so confident earlier on, but suddenly he became so meek and timid. He stole a furtive glance at Ming Ansheng.

  He really neglected Beibei over these years.

  Ming Ansheng felt guilty and he lifted Beibei. “Sure.”


  Beibei smiled happily and rested his face on Ming Ansheng’s shoulders.

  They left the room and Beibei asked, “Daddy, my stepmother doesn’t like you?”


  He stared at Ming Ansheng with his huge eyes.

  Ming Ansheng frowned. “You’re a child, don’t ask so much.”


  Beibei pursed his lips and placed his chin on Ming Ansheng’s shoulders. He softly uttered, “I went to search online. If a man smokes a lot, it’s usually because of women or money problems. But Daddy, you’re so rich, so you must be troubled over a woman.”


  It rendered Ming Ansheng speechless……

  Do children search for such a thing these days? He was only eight years old.

  And what had the Internet evolved into these recent years?

  It had corrupted moral values.

  He smacked Beibei’s bottom and chided, “Don’t use your phone so often. If you wear spectacles, you won’t be handsome in the future.”


  Beibei innocently replied, “But Uncle Lu is still handsome with spectacles.”


  It rendered Ming Ansheng speechless……

  F*ck. Why were all his friends bad role models?

  “Daddy, you’re so handsome. Stepmother will definitely like you,” remarked Beibei all of a sudden.

  Ming Ansheng smacked him once again. “Don’t poke your head into adults’ affairs.”


  “Alright,” Beibei replied reluctantly. “I can take care of that chubby girl. Although she is very sloppy.”


  He recalled how she had ice cream smeared all over her.

  At the mention of Xiaojiao, Ming Ansheng felt as though his whole body and heart had melted into a puddle. Images of the adorable girl flashed in his mind.

  He asked Beibei, “Is she cute?”


  “She is cute.” Beibei nodded and added, “But she is annoying.”


  Ming Ansheng didn’t take Beibei’s words too seriously as he was still a child.

  If someone else made this remark, he might have flared up.

  He hugged Beibei and said, “You will have someone calling you as a brother. Why would it be annoying?”


  They reached his bedroom.

  Ming Ansheng placed Beibei on the bed and said, “You sleep first. I need to shower.”


  Then he turned around and entered the bathroom.

  He took a quick shower and came out to find Beibei still wide awake. He looked as though something troubled him.

  Ming Ansheng strode to him and asked, “What happened?”


  “Daddy.” Beibei glanced at him. “I want a mommy. I know my mommy and grandfather are in heaven and they will never come back. Can you find me a new mommy?”


  Sorrow seized Ming Ansheng when he looked into the depths of Beibei’s clear eyes.

  He thought of Meiduo and he sat down. “Why do you want a mommy?” asked Ming Ansheng softly.

  Beibei replied, “If I have a mommy, Grandmother wouldn’t need to go and meet the teachers. Her back is always aching recently.”


  He paused and playfully smiled. “If I have a mommy, Daddy, you will have a woman. Then you won’t smoke so much.”


  It surprised Ming Ansheng that Beibei had so many worries bugging him. And he was so sensible for his age.