In the end, on account of his wife, he brought Little Apple to the bathroom with a sour expression.

Soon, his voice could be heard as he called out, “Ahh… there’s so much poo! It’s all over your bum… and your pants are soiled too! I want to vomit… Blech!”

Luosang lost her appetite as she listened to his complaints, but just as she was about to stand up to help him, Mo Liuxi stood up faster than she could.

He walked into the bathroom and said to Nian Junting with his handsome, youthful face, “Leave this to me.”

Nian Junting was stunned, but before he could react, Mo Liuxi skillfully carried Little Apple in his arms with ease. He undressed Little Apple, before grabbing several wipes to clean his body.

When he was done, he looked at Nian Junting with a frown. “Why are you still standing around? Go get water and a clean pair of pants for him. It’s chilly now, and we don’t want him to catch a cold!”

Nian Junting was stunned. What was that brat doing? He was giving him orders.

He was displeased, but he had to obey his commands for his son’s sake.

As he dressed Little Apple and changed his diapers, the familiarity of his movements and dexterity shocked Luosang and Sister Lan.

Sister Lan scooted over towards Luosang and whispered to her, “What did Liuxi go through the past couple of days? Did he go over to his girlfriend’s place to babysit?”

Luosang shuddered. “Sister Lan, don’t scare me!”

After some time, Little Apple stood up from Mo Liuxi’s lap and waddled over to Luosang. “Mama, Uncle… did a good job. Papa makes me… uncomfortable,” he murmured.

Luosang fell completely silent.

Nian Junting rubbed his eyebrows in annoyance. That brat was badmouthing him to Luosang.

“Liuxi, when did you get so good with children and these tasks?” Luosang asked curiously.

“Hmm… My girlfriend has a younger brother who’s just a little older than Little Apple. I took care of him during Chinese New Year for a while,” Mo Liuxi replied as he marched to the dining room.

Nian Junting grunted. He should have just come clean and said that he was taking care of his own daughter during Chinese New Year.

Luosang looked at his displeased expression, and she could not help but add on, “Look at Liuxi! He has gotten so skillful just by helping out at his girlfriend’s house during Chinese New Year. He didn’t even mind how dirty the poo was! Look at yourself. Little Apple is your son!”

“I didn’t say that I minded him!” Nian Junting retorted grumpily, “I was just telling the truth. I can’t lie and say that my son’s poo smells good, can I?”

Luosang shook her head. She could not be bothered to argue with him.

After dinner, Mo Liuxi played with Little Apple for a short while, before returning home. Luosang remarked, “I used to think that whoever ended up with my brother was an unlucky girl, but now I know that good men are just hard to control. Look at him now! I’m sure he’ll be a terrific husband and father.”

“You’re right.” Nian Junting nodded his head. “Just like me, you have absolute control over me. I’m the model husband now.”

Luosang asked, “In what ways?”

“Good looks, a good body, and a good lifestyle!”

Luosang was speechless.

At night, when Luosang left the bathroom after showering, she noticed Nian Junting teaching their son English on the carpet.

Her heart was warmed by the scene in front of her. She sat at the side and listened to the lesson, intrigued.

“Come on, son, let’s revise. How do we say ‘good morning’ in English?” Nian Junting put up an image of a kind father.

Little Apple looked up at him in confusion. “…A.”

Nian Junting replied, “Alright… What about ‘good evening’ then?”

Little Apple replied, “B.”

Nian Junting was flustered. “Didn’t I teach you that a couple of times just now? Why didn’t you inherit any of your mother’s or my superior genes? You don’t even know simple and basic English!”