Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!

Chapter 1380 - 1419: Ais’s Gift

Jun Moyan held the little one in his arms upright, supporting the little one’s small bottom with one hand and holding the little one’s back with the other, letting the little one lie on his shoulder. Then, he looked at Ais slowly and steadily, with no emotion in his eyes.

That gaze seemed to resolve Ais’s confusion, but also seemed not to.

Ais just smiled, not sure if he had gotten the answer, but he didn’t ask further.

A moment later, he asked another question, "That person won’t come back, right?"

The person he referred to was neither human nor ghost, an unknown crow master, the one whose face he never saw, only a mask, Nie Jiuque.

"Don’t worry." Jun Moyan replied faintly.

Ais then didn’t ask further questions.

Ais played with the little one for a while, and soon, dozens of black-clad bodyguards came in carrying box after box.

Among these bodyguards, some were Ais’s men, and some were Jun Moyan’s men.

They moved the boxes into the hall, set them on the floor, and then opened them one by one.

Inside, box after box contained gold, silver, jewels, antiques from different dynasties, and some rare and strange items without names.

They even opened two large boxes of US Dollars at the end.

"For your son..." Ais looked at the fair, tender little one on Jun Moyan’s shoulder, then reached out and gently touched the little one’s soft face, laughing as he continued, "a meeting gift."

Jun Moyan gave it a light glance, not responding.

Ais thought Jun Moyan found it unclean, so he said, "Don’t worry, although I robbed these, they are quite clean, didn’t rob anything that shouldn’t be robbed, there won’t be any repercussions."

"Really, because I only robbed pirates."

He paused for a moment, as if lacking confidence, then added, "Even if there are consequences, they won’t fall on your son."

Unexpectedly, Jun Moyan replied, "Common."

He disdains not because it’s unclean.

"Well, what can I do? Ais, I am just a common person."

Ais shrugged, not minding what Jun Moyan said, even agreeing quite a bit.

The little one started to hum and fuss, "eating" their own little hand.

"An’an, what’s wrong?"

Jun Moyan quickly put the little one down.

The little one was "eating" their hand and kicking with both little feet in Jun Moyan’s arms, successfully kicking off a sock.

Ais quickly reached out and caught the little one’s sock.

"What’s he up to?" Ais asked with a smile.

"Hungry." Experienced Jun Moyan counted the time, knowing the little one was hungry.

Indeed, Xiaocha, who also remembered what the little one should do and when, came out with milk formula that had been prepared for some time, now at the right temperature, from the dining room.

"San Shao, it’s time for young master to have milk."

Jun Moyan reached out to take the bottle, tested the temperature with his mouth, and then started feeding the little one.

The little one immediately quieted down, drinking gulps of milk, with their small hands even knowing to help Jun Moyan hold the bottle.

"You’re doing well as a dad, getting experienced in just a few days." Ais laughed, unclear whether he was teasing or complimenting Jun Moyan.

He unfolded the sock which the little one’s feet had scrunched up, looked at it, found the right position, and pulled it onto the little one’s foot, even tidying it up to look quite proper.