<h4>Chapter 720 Throw Him Ou</h4>


    Auntie Su looked carefully at Sir. Sir had removed his ck suit and was wearing a white shirt, with the sleeves of the shirt rolled up, revealing his muscr wrist and his expensive watch on it. He held the knife and fork with his hands and continued to cut the steak elegantly.


    While he was cutting his steak, he nced at Little Munchkin, who was sitting opposite him with the cell phone in his hands.


    Auntie Su was startled. Sir was furtively peeking at him.


    “Daddy, Fairy Sister has added me! I’m going to chat with Fairy Sister now.” Little Munchkin looked at his Daddy with sparkling eyes.


    Gu Mohan raised his eyes, before ncing at Little Munchkin and asking nonchntly, “Do you know how to type?”


    Little Munchkin was highly intelligent. Gu Mohan had engaged teachers to teach Little Munchkin how to spell and count, and thus Little Munchkin was knowledgeable about many things. But he was only a three-year-old child and typing was difficult for him.


    Little Munchkin mumbled, “Uh-oh.” He did not know how to type.


    Gu Mohan ced a small piece of steak into his mouth and chewed it elegantly. He coughed once. “If you plead with me, I can help you type.”


    Little Munchkin’s eyes lit up and he giggled. “Daddy, thanks but it’s okay, I don’t need to type. There’s video chat function in Wechat. I’m going to video chat with Fairy Sister now.”


    Little Munchkin opened the video chat window.


    Video chat?


    Gu Mohan’s handsome back straightened and subconsciously tidied his hair and buttons on his shirt.


    “Sir.” At this juncture, Auntie Su smiled and reminded him. “You will not be in the video chat window, unless you sit next to Young Master.”


    “...”


    Gu Mohan’s action of straightening his tie suddenly froze. He had never used Wechat and thought that he would also appear in the chat window.


    But Auntie Su had dampened his spirits.


    He had been in the corporate sector all these years and had seen all kinds of situations. Gu Mohan’s handsome face did not reveal any embarrassment, instead, his deep and narrow eyes looked at Auntie Su.


    Auntie Su promptly kept quiet and straightened herself at the man’s stare.


    After teaching Auntie Su a lesson, Gu Mohan picked up his cutlery and continued to cut his steak gracefully.


    At this moment, the video chat was connected and a soft, sweet voice came through. “Hello, Little Niuniu.”


    Little Munchkin clutched therge cell phone and looked at Tang Mo’er with sparkling eyes. “Fairy Sister, have you eaten? I’m having dinner now.”


    “What is Little Niuniu eating for dinner?” Tang Mo’er asked sweetly.


    Little Munchkin showed his dinner te on which there was a small portion of steak spaghetti. “I’m eating this. What is Fairy Sister eating for dinner?”


    “Big Sister is having steamboat with someone else outside.”


    “Wow, steamboat.” Little Munchkin instantly felt that his own steak spaghetti was nd. He had never had steamboat before and he wanted to try it. “Fairy Sister, is steamboat nice?”


    “Yes, it’s delicious! Little Niuniu has never tried steamboat?”


    “Nope, Daddy doesn’t let me try it. Daddy said those sticks, which are round, boiled and fried, are not very healthy and he doesn’t allow me to eat those.” Little Munchkin pouted his lips and looked pitiful.


    Gu Mohan nced sideways at Little Munchkin. This little thing actually knew how toin and act pitiful.


    At this moment, there was a softughter. “Oh, Little Niuniu, help Big Sister tell your Daddy that I wish him a long life.”


    Gu Mohan froze while cutting his steak.


    At this moment, he heard theughter again. “Your Daddy is right. A man in his thirties should take care of his health.”


    Gu Mohan was speechless.


    Little Munchkin was very much tickled and he erupted into giggles. “Yes, Fairy Sister, my Daddy is already an old man.”


    “Mm, if there’s a chance next time, Big Sister will bring Little Niuniu out to have steamboat. It will be healthy if we don’t eat spicy food.”


    “Really? Fairy Sister, let’s make a pinky promise so that you cannot lie to me.”


    The mother-and-son pair was chatting away merrily. Gu Mohan wanted to throw his knife away. How was he old?


    He was a thirty-three-year-old man who had attained the peak in his wealth, power and societal status. He had handsome and refined looks and he was highly sexually desirable. There were countless women who coveted him and wanted to bed him!


    So why was it that this mother-and-son pair had such poor taste?


    Sulking internally, Gu Mohan picked up his ss and took a sip of red wine. He nced at Little Munchkin, who was beside himself withughter. The woman was coaxing and making himugh with her soft, gentle voice. Damn, why did he feel that Little Munchkin was such an eyesore?


    He wanted to throw Little Munchkin out so much.


    He rapped on the dining table with his knuckles and Little Munchkin, who was sitting opposite, looked at him. Gu Mohan asked in a low voice, “Ask her. Is she eating with a man or woman?”


    Little Munchkin was flummoxed. Why?


    Gu Mohan pursed his thin lips, and his expression was awkward and conceited. “Do you want your Fairy Sister to be stolen away by another man?”


    Realization dawned on Little Munchkin. Daddy was so nice to help him pursue Fairy Sister. Little Munchkin wanted to pounce on Daddy to give him a kiss.


    “Fairy Sister, is the friend who is having steamboat with you a boy or a girl?” Little Munchkin asked.


    Tang Mo’er moved her phone and Qi Xi appeared on the screen. “It’s a girl.”


    Qi Xi’s shrill exmation came through. “Mo’er, where did you pick up this Little Munchkin? He’s so adorable. I want to squeeze his face so much.”


    “He’s cute, right?” Tang Mo’er smiled.


    “Mo’er, let’s head to the bar to drink and dance after steamboat.” Qi Xi suggested.


    Upon hearing these words, Gu Mohan’s eyes became solemn and promptly looked at Little Munchkin. “Tell her not to go!”


    His tone was forceful and unreasonable. He would not allow Tang Mo’er to go to the bar to drink and dance.


    Little Munchkin was adamant too. He said in a childish voice, “Fairy Sister, don’t drink wine. Drinking wine is not good for your body at all. Every night, I will drink a ss of milk and sleep early.”


    Tang Mo’er promptly smiled at Little Munchkin’s words. “Alright, Little Niuniu, Big Sister will not drink wine.”


    ...


    After dinner, Gu Mohan headed to the study room to work. After finishing his work at nine o’clock, he exited the room.


    He passed by Little Munchkin’s room and heard Little Munchkin’s giggles. Little Munchkin had finished his dinner and bathed, and was lying on the bed chatting with Tang Mo’er again.


    Gu Mohan stood there and a faintly warm smile gradually yed on his thin lips.


    These three years, besidesmitting himself to work, he had spent all his energy on Little Munchkin, but he knew Little Munchkin still needed motherly love.


    Tang Mo’er had been absent from Little Munchkin’s life for three years, but Little Munchkin was able to recognize his Mommy at the first nce and fell in love with his Mommy. This was a blood tie that nobody else could ever rece.


    Gu Mohan walked into his own room and removed his shirt, revealing his muscr chest. He entered the bathroom for a shower with just his ck trousers on.