Chapter 579: Finale 1 (Part 2)
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Gu Qingming heaved a sigh of relief.
What Mo Junyan said made sense.
If Mo Junyan really did something out of line in the business world, the higher-ups would definitely not allow him to be by her side.
Mo Junyan looked at Gu Qingming’s expression and raised his eyebrows, his eyes shining. He smiled and said, “Ah Ming, are you concerned about me? I’m really touched. Ah Ming knows me and is concerned about me, haha...”
Gu Qingming said angrily, “Who cares about you? I’m worried that you’ve done something illegal that will affect Little Orange’s growth. I don’t want Little Orange to be pointed at and be criticized for having a criminal father.”
“Hehe...” Mo Junyan smiled and said, “You’re concerned about me because of Little Orange. I know that! Then please continue to care about me for Little Orange’s sake in the future. I’m really very happy.”
Gu Qingming was speechless.
Mo Junyan’s skin was getting thicker and thicker.
He did not have the aura of a domineering President. He was simply a scoundrel.
A year later, in the Qingkang Company’s greenhouse, a chubby little doll with two small ponytails stood on the ridge of the field. Her fair and pink skin was like red apples, looking especially delicious. Her two big, round, and watery eyes were like black grapes. Her two small arms were fair like lotuses, and they were chubby.
At this moment, she waved her small arms and clenched her fists. She shouted loudly, “Mommy, come on. We’re almost there. Come on, come on. Mommy is the best!”
The surrounding crowd was speechless.
Everyone was already used to Little Orange flattering her mother every day.
Every day, she would say, “Mom, you’re the best. Mom, you’re the most capable! Mom, you’re the most beautiful.”
If one’s own child said these things to oneself every day, even if the work was the most tiring and bitter, one would very sweet inside.
At this moment, Gu Qingming was picking watermelons in the field.
There were three large watermelons in a big basket. Each watermelon weighed about 11 to 12 catties.
Therefore, Gu Qingming picked six watermelons at once. Each load of watermelons was about 70 to 80 catties.
But Gu Qingming did not feel tired at all.
Gu Qingming’s physique had already improved rapidly.
Her physical strength had already exceeded that of an ordinary person by several times.
However, he did not feel good about being called “Uncle Liangliang” from the first time she called him “Uncle Liangliang” until now.
With Little Orange’s intelligence, she knew that she was her father, but she still didn’t change the way she addressed him. This left Mo Junyan helpless.
After Mo Junyan finished drinking the water, he handed the cup back to Little Orange.
Little Orange capped the cup and set the thermos aside.
She looked at Gu Qingming and said, “Mommy, let me massage your back. Mommy is so tired from working.”
Gu Qingming did not refuse. She smiled and said, “Thank you, Little Orange.”
Mo Junyan watched Gu Qingming enjoy her daughter’s service with envy in his eyes.
He smiled and said, “Little Orange, Uncle Liangliang is tired too. Can you massage Uncle Liangliang’s back?”
Little Orange shook her head and said, “No. Uncle Liangliang is a man. A man’s skin is thick, and he’s full of strength. He’s not tired!”
Gu Qingming was shocked. She asked, “Little Orange, who told you this?”
Little Orange shook her head and said, “I heard it from Uncle Liangliang himself.”
Gu Qingming looked at Mo Junyan, who immediately raised his hand and swore, “Ah Ming, listen to me. I didn’t say such things to her.”
Gu Qingming asked suspiciously, “If you didn’t say such a thing to her, how did she know to say it?”
Just as Mo Junyan was about to defend himself, Little Orange explained, “I usually hear Uncle Liangliang talk to Mommy like this.”
As soon as Little Orange finished speaking, Gu Qingming and Mo Junyan reacted.
The two of them could not help but look at each other and smile.
Little Orange touched his little head and asked in confusion, “Mommy, Uncle Liangliang, why are you smiling?”
“Cough, cough...” Mo Junyan’s expression was very doting. His big hand gently pinched her chubby little cheek and he said with a smile, “We’re happy that Little Orange is so sensible!”
After being praised, Little Orange immediately placed her hands on her waist proudly and raised her head. She said very proudly, “Yes, Grandpa, Grandma, Uncle, and Grandma said that I’m very sensible and obedient. I’m a smart, beautiful, sensible, and obedient child!”
Gu Qingming and Mo Junyan were speechless.
This little kid was so narcissistic.
Gu Qingming asked hesitantly, “Mo Junyan, is Little Orange like you? Does she like to show off and be so narcissistic?”
Mo Junyan was also suspicious.
He said, “That’s impossible.. I heard from my parents that I was a cold little boy when I was young and didn’t like to talk!”