Chapter 1132 - 1134: Who Told You You’re Not Their Dad? Accept Your Fate
Chapter 1132 - 1134: Who Told You You’re Not Their Dad? Accept Your Fate
Yu Siqiao responded softly, "Where did the kids sleep yesterday?"
"Prince Consort, they slept in my room," Ji Nan said.
Prince Consort.
Mo Shu suddenly remembered that she had once joked about this with Yu Siqiao, calling him "Prince Consort Mo" since he was jokingly referred to as the Prince Consort of Princess Mo.
Unexpectedly, now it seemed to have... come true?
Mo Shu found it somewhat amusing.
Suddenly, a pain shot through her chest, and Mo Shu took a breath, lightly patting Little Tangguan on the buttocks and said, "You little rascal, how dare you bite Mom!"
Little Tangguan let out two cries, looking a bit aggrieved.
Finally done with feeding, Little Tangguan sat contentedly in Mom’s arms, reaching out to grab her hair.
Little Honey Pot soon finished eating as well, imitating and grabbing a handful of hair.
Helpless, Mo Shu tried to unlatch their grips while saying, "Ji Nan, come and take them for me, I need to wash my face."
Ji Nan took one, and as soon as Little Tangguan left Mom’s embrace, he opened his mouth and started crying, not just crying but also kicking and swinging his little arms and legs forcefully.
Ji Nan could barely hold him, saying, "Stop moving."
Little Tangguan: "Waaah..."
Little Honey Pot, seeing his brother being taken away, giggled triumphantly, but soon realized his little hands were also being pulled away.
Reluctantly, he held onto Mom’s hair tightly, furrowing his little brows and whining.
Mo Shu coaxed, "Be good, Xiu Nian, Mom needs to wash her face."
Little Honey Pot howled, clearly displeased.
Little Tangguan was crying so hard his tiny face turned red, his mouth wide open showing two small baby teeth, looking pitifully frustrated.
Yu Siqiao, having just finished getting ready, saw Ji Nan struggling with the kids and stepped forward, "Let me."
Little Tangguan was on the verge of crying his heart out, and Ji Nan, feeling anxious, quickly handed him over upon hearing this.
Yu Siqiao took him, and Little Tangguan let out two more cries, then widened his eyes at Yu’s face, his cries suddenly diminishing, as he snuggled into Yu’s chest, clutching his clothes, with only a few pitiful sobs remaining.
The other one was also taken away, starting to cry loudly.
Mo Shu had to hold him, dressing him while gently comforting, "Don’t cry, don’t cry."
Suddenly, a man’s voice sounded nearby, "Let me."
Yu Siqiao stood there holding Little Tangguan with one arm, appearing strong and tall.
Watching him, Mo Shu instinctively tightened her clothes and stood up, handing over the child.
Little Honey Pot was crying, but suddenly caught sight of Dad beside him, his cries softened, and he naturally reached out his arms.
Ji Nan suddenly felt a pang of jealousy, asking, "Why? I’ve clearly spent more time with them!"
Mo Shu chuckled, "Well, you’re not their dad. Accept it."
Ji Nan turned his head suddenly, looking at Mo Shu in disbelief.
Mo Shu realized what she had just said and pressed her lips tightly together, keeping silent.
Ji Nan asked, "Are you sure? Is he Young Master Yu? Is he the kids’ dad?"
Mo Shu’s lips tightened, "The possibility is very high."
Ji Nan opened his mouth, wanting to say something but chose to remain silent in the end.
He turned his head, seeing Yu Siqiao holding the quiet little jars, clearly showing they would only be so well-behaved when in Mo Shu’s arms.
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