CHAPTER 349: CHAPTER 349: MY DADDY HAS GONE TO HEAVEN! 2

Mo Yinhe missed Si Mingjing. Although it had only been three days since he had left, he felt it was longer than an eternity.

He asked, "Do you miss me?"

Si Mingjing smiled without responding.

Mo Yinhe then cursed over the phone, "Heartless thing."

Si Mingjing raised an eyebrow. "If I’m a thing, what does that make you?"

Mo Yinhe replied, "I am not a thing!"

Si Mingjing laughed at that, a hearty laugh.

Such a laugh, like a peony in full bloom.

Qu Liushang, who was conversing with others, caught sight of her smile and suddenly clenched his wine glass tightly.

Qu Liushang guessed she was on the phone with Mo Yinhe. She was laughing so happily, it stabbed at Qu Liushang’s eyes, and he wished he could make her that happy.

After laughing for a while, Si Mingjing asked, "When will you come back?"

"The day after tomorrow," Mo Yinhe said.

In reality, he was already at the airport and planning to return. He had compressed a five-day trip into three.

His heart had already flown back, yearning to hold her in his arms and kiss her, longing to do a paternity test with the chubby little one. He kept quiet for now, planning to give her a surprise.

"Do you really miss me? Tell me truthfully, or when I come back, you won’t get to leave the bed for three days," Mo Yinhe threatened, teeth gnashing.

Si Mingjing’s cheeks flushed, and she murmured softly, "Nasty hooligan."

Then, she hung up the phone.

After hanging up, she still curled her lips into a smile, opened WeChat, and sent Mo Yinhe a single word: "Miss."

Seeing the message on WeChat, Mo Yinhe’s heart surged with an even stronger desire to love her fiercely, wishing he could teleport back to her side.

With his long, straight legs, he boarded his private plane, surrounded by his guards, striding confidently with a stylish and imposing air.

Fengjue followed behind Mo Yinhe and said, "Your Excellency, the Crown Princess Consort’s new company held its opening ceremony today. There was an incredibly splendid drama at the cocktail party. The guards with the Crown Princess Consort were discussing it in the WeChat group, saying that the Crown Princess Consort is quite capable."

"Obviously. Could my woman be anything less than capable?"

Mo Yinhe was never afraid of others plotting against Mingjing. He was proud, believing that in this world, only Mingjing was deserving of him!

All other women were nothing but rouge and powder.

He couldn’t wait to get back to Yecheng, hoping he might still make it in time to enjoy a candlelit dinner with her.

「Over here, after the cocktail party ended, Si Mingjing saw off the guests at the door.」

After seeing off the last group of guests, Si Mingjing took the chubby little one in the elevator to the top floor of the Yinhai Building and lay down on the sofa in her office to rest.

She felt a bit tired. Her period had come, bringing a constant dull pain in her stomach, but she had been enduring it to set a trap for Dong Shangzhi.

Now, she didn’t have to endure it any longer. She wrapped herself in a blanket, curled up on the sofa, and said to Gu Shurong, "Little darling, you watch TV by yourself for a while. Auntie’s going to take a nap. Don’t run around, just stay in the office, okay?"

Gu Shurong, the chubby little one, squatted beside her. Seeing Si Mingjing’s tired look, he reached out his small hand and pressed it against her forehead.

He touched his own forehead too. It wasn’t hot.

He said, "Pretty auntie, are you sick?"

"No, just a little tired."

"You’re lying! Xiaobao knows your stomach hurts. You’ve been holding your stomach the whole time."

The chubby little one leaned in towards Si Mingjing’s face and planted a forceful SMACK on her forehead. "Sleep well, Xiaobao will be very good."

Gu Shurong thought the pretty auntie was amazing. She had healed him and had stood up for him. He had grown fond of the pretty auntie. So, he was willing to be obedient.

While Si Mingjing slept, Little Shurong sat cross-legged beside her, turned on his phone’s virtual screen, and flipped through the space science tutorials Mo Yinhe had given him, studying intently.

Although the little guy often horsed around at school, either sleeping or daydreaming during class, he was very serious when it came to things he was interested in.

He completed the tutorials and homework Mo Yinhe gave him well. If he encountered something he didn’t understand, he’d even consult the teacher online via WeChat.

These teachers were experts from Yinhe Aerospace Base.

Mo Yinhe had specifically chosen two experts and added the little chubby kid’s WeChat for online tutoring and to answer his questions.

After sleeping for two hours, Si Mingjing woke up and saw the child consulting with an expert in a very soft voice about things he didn’t understand.

When Little Shurong noticed Si Mingjing was awake, he asked in a cutesy voice, "Beautiful auntie, did Xiaobao wake you up?"

"No, you keep studying."

Si Mingjing went to the bathroom. When she came back, Little Shurong had already ended the call.

Si Mingjing asked him, "Is it difficult?"

Gu Shurong retorted cockily, "Is there anything that could stump Xiaobao? Xiaobao comes in first in every subject, you know!"

Even though it was last place, it was still first place!

Si Mingjing reached out and rubbed his little head.

"Beautiful auntie, are you feeling better now?" he asked.

Si Mingjing nodded.

She checked the time: 4:30 PM.

In another half hour, Xiaobai and the others would be done with school.

"Shurong, how about we go pick up Xiaobai and the others from school?" she suggested.

Gu Shurong haughtily lifted his face. "What’s there to pick up about that rookie Xiaobai? You’re sick and need to rest properly. Xiaobao doesn’t agree with you going."

Si Mingjing smiled and hugged the little chubby kid. "Kindergarteners all hope their parents will pick them up on time. Don’t you wish your mom and dad would pick you up when you’re at home?"

Si Mingjing was intentionally leading him on. Ye Shen had said this child was also Mo Yinhe’s flesh and blood, still waiting for Mo Yinhe to return for a paternity test; she found it absurd.

Gu Shurong pouted. "It’s always the butler who picks Xiaobao up. Xiaobao doesn’t care one bit."

After thinking for a moment, Gu Shurong added, "Xiaobao doesn’t envy other kids whose parents pick them up either. My leader said that classmates who get picked up by their parents are all like babies who haven’t been weaned and will surely amount to nothing and can’t accomplish big things in the future!"

This was clearly sour grapes.

"And what about your parents?" Si Mingjing inquired.

Gu Shurong pretended not to be upset at all and said, "My mom is in closed-door training, oh, and my dad is a bastard who has gone to heaven."

That’s what his uncle said.

Although his uncle called his father a bastard who had gone to heaven, the little chubby kid still wanted to meet that bastard, which is why he was particularly interested in flying spacecraft.

When Xiaobao can fly a spaceship to the heavens, will I be able to see Dad and find out what kind of bastard he is? Xiaobao must work hard to get to the heavens!

So, was this child’s father deceased?

ACHOO! ACHOO!

The private jet had just landed on the palace’s apron, and Mo Yinhe sneezed twice in a row.

Fengjue followed him and asked, "Your Excellency, do you have a cold?"

"No, it’s Mingjing missing me!" Mo Yinhe’s murmuring tone was both firm and certain.

Behind his back, Fengjue snarked internally, ’One thinks, two curses, three nags’—His Excellency is probably being cursed.

After Mo Yinhe got off the plane, he took long strides towards the house.

Hearing that Mingjing and Little Shurong hadn’t returned yet, he grew anxious. Taking the Paternity Tester with him, he rushed to Yinhai Building.