Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!

Chapter 1385 - 1426: Little An’an: I Secretly Took Mom’s Photo

"An’an?" A head peeked through the crack in the door again, calling An’an in a particularly cheerful tone.

The little fellow in the corner turned his head, looked up, and saw Shangguan Yu’s smiling face.

Shangguan Yu walked in, closed the door, and then squatted down behind the little fellow.

He reached out gently to turn the little fellow around and pulled him to the front.

"What’s the matter? Why are you being punished to stand again? Did you upset Daddy again?" Shangguan Yu asked with concern.

The little fellow lowered his head slightly, without saying a word.

"An’an? Why aren’t you talking?" Shangguan Yu smiled and gently pinched the little fellow’s soft face.

The little fellow finally lifted his head, his eyes were red, and his small mouth was slightly pursed, looking extremely aggrieved.

He looked at Shangguan Yu, then stepped forward two steps, and hugged Shangguan Yu’s neck with his little hands, burying his face in Shangguan Yu’s neck.

Then, he choked out in a sobbing tone, "Shangguan Daddy."

The soft, tender voice with a crying tone made Shangguan Yu’s heart ache terribly.

He hurriedly hugged the little fellow, comforting him lovingly, "It’s okay now, An’an is good, see what Shangguan Daddy brought you that’s fun."

Shangguan Yu reached into his pocket and took out an item.

"Look at this."

The little fellow loosened one arm, lifted his head, and looked at the item in his hand, seeing it was a gun.

A realistic model black gun, made very lifelike, almost identical to a real gun.

"Here." Shangguan Yu handed the model gun to him.

The little fellow reached out and took it.

A bit heavy, but just the right weight.

"Do you like it?" Shangguan Yu asked with a smile.

The little fellow looked at Shangguan Yu, then nodded, but there was no smile on his face, nor did he say he liked it.

Shangguan Yu felt a pang in his heart, raised his hand and rubbed the little fellow’s small head, smiling as he said, "Then give Shangguan Daddy a kiss."

The little fellow puckered his lips and gave Shangguan Yu a peck on the cheek.

Shangguan Yu happily returned a loud kiss on the little fellow’s soft face.

"An’an is really good."

He picked up the little fellow and took him out of the room, carrying him downstairs to play.

The sofa in the living room and the table in front of the sofa were all tidied up neatly, except for the remote control and water cup, there was nothing else to be seen.

The rest of the living room, every nook and corner were all equally clean and tidy, it really didn’t look like a household with a three-year-old child.

But it also subtly showed that the little fellow is a tidy child who doesn’t make trouble.

Shangguan Yu sat on the sofa, placed the little fellow on his lap, and turned on the TV to enliven the atmosphere in the living room.

He held the toy gun and taught the little fellow to recognize the parts of a gun.

"This is the barrel, this is the trigger..."

After playing for a while, the little fellow’s face gradually showed a smile, at this moment, he finally had a bit of a child’s demeanor.

Seeing the little fellow’s mood improved, Shangguan Yu also brought snacks for him to eat and took the opportunity to ask him, "An’an, tell Shangguan Daddy, why did Daddy punish you again to face the wall?"

The little fellow looked up at Shangguan Yu, then turned his head towards the direction of the second floor, looked for a while, and then withdrew his gaze.

He pursed his lips, as if having done something wrong, lowered his eyes, and softly replied, "I secretly took Mom’s photo."

Shangguan Yu’s heart ached, looking at the little fellow quietly with his head down, he couldn’t help but let out a quiet sigh.

He didn’t comfort him but instead smiled and asked him, "Is Mom pretty?"

The more you comfort him saying it’s okay, the more he would mind and feel upset inside.