The Supporting Actress Made A Comeback

Chapter 1184 - 1186: The Biased Son

This excited little look was even more intense than when first seeing Mo Shu.

Yu Siqiao was holding Little Honey Pot in his arms. Seeing Little Tangguan’s excited expression, he smiled, stepped forward, and was immediately grabbed by Little Tangguan.

Seeing this, Mo Shu was almost infuriated and shouted, "Yu Xiu Li!"

Yu Xiu Li?

Yu?

Yu Siqiao heard the name and couldn’t help but lift the corners of his lips.

The name doesn’t matter.

The most important thing is the surname Yu, especially when shouted out instinctively...

Oh, yes.

She had mentioned early on that the children’s father is surnamed Yu.

It’s... Yu Siqiao.

Yu Siqiao couldn’t help but smile. He couldn’t suppress it even if he tried.

However, in Mo Shu’s eyes, this expression seemed extremely arrogant and smug!

Angrily, she gave him a fierce glare.

Little Tangguan didn’t understand her name, but after hearing the shout, she immediately wilted, looking innocently at her mom with big, cute eyes.

Mo Shu kept a stern face, with visible displeasure as she looked at Little Tangguan.

Little Tangguan, trying to win favor, smiled broadly and touched her mom’s face, mumbling something in a sweet voice.

Mo Shu snorted lightly.

Little Tangguan looked at her, then at Yu Siqiao. Ultimately, Mommy seemed nicer, so she wrapped her arms around her mom’s neck.

The Emperor watched and laughed heartily, "This little rascal!"

Little Honey Pot, always in Yu Siqiao’s arms, seemed especially excited and satisfied, grinning smugly.

Beside him, Grandpa Shen also chuckled, saying, "These two little princes are such little geniuses even before they’re a year old. When they grow up, they will surely be extraordinary, with promising futures!"

Yu Siqiao nodded in agreement, deeply resonating with the sentiment.

These two little ones are the smartest children he’s ever seen.

More spiritual and insightful than the Divine Children he met before, the eyes of these little milk jars seemed to speak, full of spirit.

The Emperor was delighted to see the two children in front of him, eagerly saying, "These two kids’ names haven’t been decided yet. How about Shushu, what do you think if I discuss it with the Prince Consort?"

Mo Shu was still immersed in her son’s partiality and couldn’t extricate herself, so she lazily responded, "Whatever, what do you want to name them?"

The Emperor, happy to hear her relent, brightened his eyes and looked at Yu Siqiao, asking, "What does the Prince Consort think?"

Yu Siqiao said, "I have no idea, leave it to Your Majesty."

The Emperor was even more pleased and said, "Then it’s on your word. I’ll go and name them."

The Emperor looked visibly excited and immediately turned around, saying, "I’ll take a look."

Mo Shu, holding her son, noticed that although Little Tangguan was nestled in her arms, her big eyes would occasionally glance towards Yu Siqiao, looking quite longing.

Mo Shu felt a bit upset, saw this, and stuffed Little Tangguan into Yu Siqiao’s arms, saying, "Here you go."

Startled by being suddenly pushed over, Little Tangguan was dazed for a moment, then happily burrowed into Dad’s arms, her little hands grabbing her brother’s paws.

Mo Shu became even more frustrated, gave Yu Siqiao a glare, and quickly turned to leave.

Yu Siqiao, feeling somewhat helpless, followed with two kids in tow, saying, "Don’t be angry, wait for me."