Attack of the Adorable Kid: President Daddy's Infinite Pampering Chapter 79 – Cute Darling

Chapter 79: Cute Darling

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

When Nan Zhi was answering the call at the balcony, she did not notice Xiaojie, who had followed her and was hiding behind the door.

The little one heard Nan Zhi growl out a phrase, “Bo Shaoxiu, you are shameless,” before she hung up.

Nan Xiaojie saw Nan Zhi holding the railing tightly and she was looking very angry.

Bo Shaoxiu?

Nan Xiaojie had heard Yanran Godma mentioning this person before. He was Pretty Zhizhi’s ex-fiancé, the number one scumbag in the world.

Returning to the ward, Xiaojie sat on the sofa resting his chin on his hands, his dark eyes turning around in circles as he sighed.

He was regretting having blocked Uncle Cool.

But it did not matter, he could still use his own phone to add him. His memory was super good, he still remembered Uncle Cool’s WeChat clearly!

Nan Zhi entered the ward and looked at her little darling who was playing with his phone on the sofa. She quietly walked over, trying to catch a glimpse.

But before she could see anything, her darling kept his phone away and looked at her petulantly.

“Pretty Zhizhi, you can’t just peep at a man’s phone like that.”

Nan Zhi hummed, “But aren’t you always peeping at Mommy’s phone?”

“That’s different, Brother Jie has to check if there are any wild men harassing you.”

Nan Zhi sat beside Xiaojie and kissed him on the forehead. “Darling, it’s enough with you in Mommy’s life, I’ve never thought of looking for another man.”

Nan Xiaojie immediately sat upright, stared at Nan Zhi for awhile then sniffed and said unhappily, “Although I don’t want Pretty Zhizhi to look for wild men, as Pretty Zhizhi’s darling, I can’t be too selfish. At least, before Xiaojie grows up, Pretty Zhizhi will need a strong uncle to protect you.”

Nan Zhi thought of how this little boy had contacted Mu Sihan behind her back the other day and sighed in fond exasperation. She poked at his tender face and said seriously, “Nan Xiaojie, Mommy is warning you, don’t talk to strangers and don’t exchange contact information, okay?”

Xiaojie knew that Mommy was quite scary when she got angry, so he could only nod his head and agree.

“Mommy has to settle something tonight. Be good and go to bed early, okay?”

After Nan Zhi left, Xiaojie looked at his phone.

He had already requested to add Uncle Cool’s WeChat before Pretty Zhizhi forbid him from talking to strangers… this shouldn’t count as defying her, right?

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S.G Corporation, Ning City Branch.

In the president’s office, Mu Sihan was leaning against the leather chair, his slender long fingers tapping rhythmically on the sandalwood desk. The screen of the laptop was showing the meeting room of T.S Headquarters, in which hundreds of high-level personnel sat.

They were in the middle of the transnational conference that Mu Sihan had pushed back for several days.

S.G Vice President Lan Yanzhi was hosting the conference.

The atmosphere of the meeting was rather heavy and serious. Lan Yanzhi had tried to lighten the mood a few times, but after seeing Young Master Mu’s long and gloomy face, he was unable to do it.

Forget it, this young master was a perfectionist, even if there is a mistake that was 0.01 percent out of place, he would notice and not hesitate to criticize the person until they lost all face.

Lan Yanzhi shuddered. It was best not to incite any fire upon himself.

Just after a high-level personnel, who with his age could be Young Master Mu’s father, got scolded after making small mistakes, the atmosphere of the meeting became even more oppressive and cold. Every person present was sitting on pins and needles in cold sweat.

Just then, somebody’s cell phone rang.

When Young Master Mu held a meeting, everyone had to turn off their phones. There could be no interruptions during the meeting. Who was so bold to have left their cell phone on?

Everyone was looking at one another, waiting for that person to stand up and surrender, when they saw Young Master Mu’s long fingers slowly picking up his phone on the table.