Glancing at the man playing rogue, Yixin tugged at the corner of her lips, "Don't worry, you don't stand a chance."
"Why?" Zheng Haoyu's eyes widened all of a sudden, and his heart sank. The opinions of these two little guys held decisive weight for Su Nian. If they disagreed, he felt his life would be over.
"Because you said you wanted to do better than Daddy Luoz." Yiqiao dragged his notebook onto the bed, rolled around a few times, and then took the time to answer Zheng Haoyu.
"If you want to be with my mommy, you better learn these things well, or wait to face the same fate as Daddy Luoz. Oh, by the way, don't thank me; just give me 10% of Huaxiang's shares since I'm your son."
The precocious tone nearly made him want to faint. Whose little monster was this!
"Considering my enthusiastic help, you don't need to give that much, just 20% will do." Yiqiao lay on the bed with short legs crossed, grinning wide like a ray of sunshine.
Bang—
