Dressed as the Wealthy Stepmother of the Baby Male Protagonist [MTL]

🍒 Ch 39

🧸Genius Curly Boy🧸

In the afternoon Zhou Zhiyue packed Zhou Shaoyu, who woke up from a nap, to the company. Coincidentally, Ding He and Fang Qingxiong are also here today.

They happened to have something to find Zhou Zhiyue, drinking coffee on the sofa in the president's office while waiting for the big boss to come over.

Unexpectedly, I saw Zhou Zhiyue, who was in a suit and leather shoes, holding a meaty little ball in his arms, the little ball may have just woken up from a nap, his big eyes were still a little confused, and his face was red like an apple.

When he saw these two gentle uncles who were a little impressed, he took the initiative to wave and say hello, laughed out two big white teeth, and "coo......

Ding He and Fang Qingxiong immediately endured the heat and drank all the coffee on the coffee table.

"Mr. Zhou.

Zhou Zhiyue nodded lightly, "Have you waited for a long time?"

"No, we just arrived."
Zhou Zhiyue discussed work matters with the two executives, while
Zhou Shaoyu was with Steward Cen and his sister-in-law.

Since Zhou Shaoyu last came to the company for a three-day trip, Zhou Zhiyue has specially circled a place in the corner of his office for Zhou Shaoyu.

Zhou Shaoyu's "small world" is arranged next to the circular floor-to-ceiling window, which is covered with a layer of cartoon crawling cushions, and a row of clean and neat educational toys are placed on the cushions.

The sun in the afternoon was brighter than in the morning, and Zhou Shaoyu's position to play with toys was just enough to get the sun.

Under the sun, the little guy's soft curly hair reflects a beautiful golden luster, and the pink and delicate face has fine fluff, which looks so cute from a distance that people want to take it away.

The adults were talking, Zhou Shaoyu sat obediently playing with music toys, the little meat hand poked and played the music, clicked the finger piano, the beautiful music jumped with the fingertips, the little guy was very happy, and swayed his little hips with the rhythm of the music.

He slapped the merry-go-round with his palm, the merry-go-round rotated with the music, and Zhou Shaoyu slapped the small drum even harder, beating a cheerful rhythm.

Butler Cen smiled dotingly: "Our little master can play music at such a young age, he is really a genius prodigy cub! In the future, he will definitely be able to write poems at the age of one and speak five Chinese languages at the age of three." The

sister-in-law agreed: "At the beginning of the age of five, I can program at the age of eight and become the world's top master."

Steward Cen and sister-in-law smiled at each other and nodded, looking like-minded.

Zhou Shaoyu didn't know that he had been arranged for the first eight years.

He picked up the Ultraman Sero model on the cushion, suddenly thought of something, had a flash of inspiration, and shouted in the direction of Zhou Zhiyue: "Baba......
"The three men
around the desk looked at each other.

Ding He immediately spoke out attentively: "This child is not only well-behaved, but also smart.

Fang Qingxiong agreed: "That's right, such a young child, the pronunciation of his father is so accurate."

Ding He smiled: "At first glance, Mr. Zhou, your wife is properly educated."

A faint smile appeared on Zhou Zhiyue's eyebrows.

Ding He hooked his lips, knowing that he had said the right thing. When he praised the child just now, Mr. Zhou didn't react, but once he praised his wife, Mr. Zhou's expression softened.

Fang Qingxiong couldn't help but pour bitter water: "Hey, unlike those in our family, the children and the children are not worrying. You said, we are old husbands and wives, and we have two children, and my wife gave me a face last night, saying that now I live around my children every day, and there is no romantic passion.

What is romantic passion?"
Ding He shook his head: "You really don't understand, and it's no wonder that your wife said that you can't have romantic passion if you have children."

Zhou Zhiyue and Fang Qingxiong looked at him at the same time, Ding He was stared at by
Zhou Zhiyue's oppressive eyes, he cleared his throat, and said: "Life can't be static, you have to do more interesting things, leave some surprises everywhere, such as leaving the children and the couple out on a date alone, or taking the children to travel to a farther place together...... In short, don't stick to the old rules all the time, no woman likes a boring husband.

Fang Qingxiong smiled bitterly: "I see, my wife said that I only know work, and my personality is very boring, which must be what it means."

Ding He: "For example, I will take my wife and children to Australia for a walk at Christmas at the end of this month. The next month also booked a ticket to Port City, and the couple traveled alone for a short trip. So, change the environment once in a while and do something fun together, and you have what you call romantic passion.

Fang Qingxiong nodded: "Taught."

Zhou Zhiyue frowned slightly, his slender fingers curled, and he gently knocked on the table, with deep thought in his eyes.

Ding He and Fang Qingxiong immediately glanced at each other, it seemed that Zhou Zhiyue's attitude towards this matter was unclear, they didn't dare to continue to pick up the topic just now, and turned their heads to talk about work matters.

Before I knew it, it was five o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was sinking in the west, and the light was fading. Looking out from the president's office on the 68th floor, the sky is getting darker and darker, gradually transitioning from light purple to deep blue.

Zhou Shaoyu's little group was tired of playing with the toys on the crawling mat, and the little meat hand threw the toys aside irritably, looking around with a pair of big round eyes, and couldn't bear the loneliness of crawling around in the huge office.

It's a pity that all the "interesting" things in the office have been taken away, the black, white and gray office is cold, and Zhou Shaoyu pouts in annoyance. Nothing could attract his attention, and Zhou Shaoyu's children began to miss their mother again.

The little guy's mood became faster than the weather in June, and in less than a minute, Zhou Shaoyu changed from laughing to crying, tears flowed endlessly, his whole little face was covered with tears, and even snot bubbles came out.

Steward Cen hugged him distressedly, "Why are our little baby crying?"

It's a pity that Zhou Shaoyu didn't buy it this time, he really missed his mother, missed his mother's fragrant and soft arms, missed his mother's gentle voice, and missed the long hair that his mother could put in his mouth to gnaw.

Zhou Shaoyu didn't have such a long-term memory,

but he had a faint and deep fear hidden in his subconscious, afraid that his mother would leave him behind again or even never want him again.

Steward Cen was hugging the little guy and coaxing, but he didn't expect Zhou Zhiyue, who had already finished a meeting with the two executives, to come over.

Steward Cen and sister-in-law felt a chill on their backs at the same time, pinching their sweat, Zhou Zhiyue should not dislike Zhou Shaoyu for being too noisy, he is here to beat the child, right?

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Sister-in-law: "The little master will be able to coax it soon."

Zhou Zhiyue's implicit coercive eyes glanced at the two large and one small in front of him, frowned, and straightened his lips impatiently.

Before Ding He left, he helped his gold-rimmed glasses and suggested very kindly: "The child must miss his mother." Mr. Zhou, I think so, it is better for you to send your wife a few photos or videos of him crying, and when your wife is free, you can call back to coax the child. This will not interfere with the wife's private affairs outside, and can solve the child's problems.

Zhou Zhiyue's face softened a little, "Hmm."

Ding He hooked his lips, knowing that this suggestion had been mentioned in the heart of the big boss.

Zhou Zhiyue just picked up his mobile phone and wanted to take a picture, Ding He smiled and suggested: "Mr. Zhou, it's okay for me to take pictures, it's better to let me take pictures."bar.

Ding He took Zhou Zhiyue's mobile phone and took a few photos of Zhou Shaoyu crying in a well-lit position, he is very good at finding angles, the little guy's red eyes with tears, the red nose with snot bubbles, the gloomy eyes, the wet little meat hands that are wiping tears, and a pair of little feet hanging down......

Each one looks pitiful, twenty times more pitiful than Zhou Shaoyu in reality.

Zhou Zhiyue sent a few photos to Wen Yuduo.

[Zhou Zhiyue: Shaoyu may miss you a little, can you reply to a video when you are free?]

Five minutes later, Wen Yuduo did not reply to the video, but hurriedly returned the phone, "Xiaoyu, how is he?"

Zhou Zhiyue's tone was very light: " It's okay, he might miss you a little. Wen

Yuduo had just finished a relaxing set of essential oil spa, and Wen Chuyue was enjoying bird's nest and chatting with Wen Chuyue in the VIP room. Unexpectedly, I was caught off guard by receiving these photos of Zhou Shaoyu. Xiao Tuanzi misses her so much that she can't leave for a moment.

Wen Yuduo sighed, she originally wanted to go home after dinner, but Zhou Shaoyu was so worried about her, she couldn't rest assured, so she immediately called back to Zhou Zhiyue.

Wen Yuduo glanced at his watch and decided, "Well, it's almost dinner time." Why don't you bring a small fish over and let's eat out together at night?" Zhou Zhiyue raised his eyebrows slightly: "Will it affect you?"

Wen Yuduo shook his head, "Of course not, come over quickly." I'll send you a locator. 

The corners of the man's lips curled up in an imperceptible curvature, "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Zhiyue's eyebrows stretched, and he glanced at Ding He, with a hint of playful scrutiny in his eyes.

Ding He didn't have any superfluous expressions, and said goodbye with a smile: "Then I and Lao Fang will withdraw first." Mr. Zhou, you also brought the children and your wife and family of three to reunite early.

Ding He pushed the honest Fang Qingxiong away.

Zhou Zhiyue took the crying little ball from Steward Cen's arms, picked up a tissue and wiped Zhou Shaoyu's tears, "Let's go to find my mother now."

Zhou Shaoyu seemed to understand, he stopped crying, his eyes were brighter than the stars, "Coo...... Ama ......".

Zhou Zhiyue hugged the small group with one hand, took a step with long legs, and left the president's office with a tall posture and brisk steps.

Steward Cen sighed: "The little master is really a prodigy, he can understand everything adults say! The

sister-in-law nodded: "If this development continues, you will be able to enter the university at the age of ten."

Steward Cen's eyes were doting: "You can win the Nobel Prize at the age of twelve." Sister-in-law

: "Are you also chasing that book "President Daddy Chasing Love, Genius Cub Assists"?" Steward Cen bowed: "

I didn't expect to meet a book friend." 

At six o'clock in the evening, Zhou Zhiyue and Zhou Shaoyu came to a private restaurant, and Wen Yuduo and Wen Chuyue were already waiting for them in the private room.

Zhou Zhiyue saw Wen Taro Duo, and his eyes couldn't help but pass a trace of amazement.

Her waist-length curly hair was dyed a lustrous milk tea maroon. The clear apricot eyes are as shimmering as a clear spring. The eyes are bright, the nose and cherry lips are good, and the skin is as white as if it is about to shine.

Wen Chuyue also changed her hair color, with short shoulder-length straight hair in brick red, thick makeup, and the whole person was beautiful and handsome, sitting on the side and ordering food with an iPad.

Zhou Shaoyu stared curiously at his mother and aunt's new hair color, his eyes were very serious, "Goo!"

Wen Yuduo felt that his little expression was so funny, and immediately hugged the little guy from Zhou Zhiyue's arms and pinched Zhou Shaoyu's face, "Do you miss me?"

Zhou Shaoyu snorted twice and rubbed his head against the shoulder socket of Wen Yuduo, as if accusing his mother of why she only appeared now.

Zhou Zhiyue stood on the side, handsome and tall, his eyes were deep, and his voice was lower than before, "I miss you."

Wen Yuduo pursed her red lips, she was obviously asking Zhou Shaoyu if she missed her.

But Zhou Zhiyue's answer, how to say it seems to be a little ambiguous, and the tone is even a little ambiguous.

Wen Yuduo hugged Zhou Shaoyu and sat down, her cheeks were quietly dyed with a thin layer of red, and her beautiful girlish spirit added a little coquettishness.

Zhou Zhiyue sat down opposite her, his eyes downward, and a faint smile escaped from his cold and detached face.

Neither of them looked at each other, their eyes deliberately avoided each other, but they used their spare light to copy each other's every move, as if they had carefully watched each other.

Zhou Shaoyu, who didn't understand anything: "Goo! Whoa!"
Wen Chuyue, who was ordering: "???"

What did she do wrong? Why did she appear here tonight??!