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nOnce he was done, Chu Ningyi carried him out and headed to the master bedroom straight away, “You’re even more of an ancestor than your mommy.”

nHowever, the satisfied little darling only continued to suck on his tiny hands as he slept contentedly.

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nShui Anluo woke up particularly early the next day, probably due to some internal worries.

nHowever, when she opened her eyes and stared at the decor of the master bedroom, she jumped and quickly got up. “Oh god, the internship,” Shui Anluo exclaimed as she leaped across Chu Ningyi and ran back to her own room.

nChu Ningyi was awoken by the noise and reached out to massage his forehead. He picked up his watch on the table — it was six-thirty. Very good, this little girl has a pretty good biological clock.

nChu Ningyi got up from the bed and stared at his son who was still sleeping like a tiny piglet. This was the good thing about the little darling — aside from pooping in the middle of the night, he generally did not cry or make a fuss.

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nPerhaps because he has now been promoted into fatherhood, Chu Ningyi would frequently pick up certain phrases whenever his employees talked about their children in the office. Therefore, he knew that some children would cry throughout the entire night.

nHis son was very well-behaved and that deserves praise.

nShui Anluo washed up and ran out after she changed her clothes.

nMaid Yu was preparing breakfast as she asked, “Hehe, aren’t you going to have breakfast?”

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nShui Anluo dashed back, snatched up a pastry and stuffed it into her mouth. “I’ll eat along the way. Bye now.”

n“Come back here,” Chu Ningyi called out in a deep voice. He had changed his clothes and was walking downstairs.

n“I’m late,” Shui Anluo replied anxiously. She did not want to leave a bad impression on her first day at work.

n“Don’t rush, come back and eat. You didn’t even check the time,” Chu Ningyi said. He reached the lower level and dragged her back to eat breakfast in the dining room.

n“But I…”

n“Still in a rush?” Chu Ningyi stared at Shui Anluo who was worked up into a stomping fit and pushed her down onto a seat. “Do you only hear the sound of the sea when your mind is overwhelmed?”

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n‘Hear the sound of the sea?’

nThe corners of Shui Anluo’s mouth twitched. Was he implying that her mind was full of seawater?

nWhat a good fellow. This time, he skipped over the flour paste and said that her mind was full of seawater straightaway. This was worse than flour paste.

nShui Anluo chomped on her pastry hatefully and glared at him viciously. “Are your lips colored with arsenic? Why doesn’t it poison you to death?”

nChu Ningyi sat down. He leisurely picked up his chopsticks to grasp a small pastry elegantly. “Even if there was arsenic, you’d be the first to die,” he said calmly.

nShe would be the first to die!

nShui Anluo suddenly remembered their kiss from last night and her small face promptly scrunched up like a constipated stepmother’s face. Why was his mouth so venomous?

n“Heh, don’t you know that seawater has detoxifying properties? My entire brain is filled with seawater, I won’t die,” Shui Anluo retorted angrily.

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n“Maid Yu, reduce the amount of salt in tomorrow’s meal,” Chu Ningyi suddenly said.

nMaid Yu, who was cleaning up in the kitchen, heard Chu Ningyi’s instruction. “Ah,” she acknowledged as she stepped out.

n“There’s too much salt in her brain so she shouldn’t absorb any more,” Chu Ningyi explained indifferently.

n“Chu Ningyi!” Shui Anluo was enraged. Was he going to let her eat at all? She had only received a text message last night. Does he have to be so angry?

nMaid Yu covered her mouth and chuckled as she headed back into the kitchen. She still preferred having this kind of Young Master and Young Madam.

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