Chapter 486 - 385: Tongtong Lost a Tooth, Can’t Eat Yummy Food Anymore?

Chapter 486: Chapter 385: Tongtong Lost a Tooth, Can’t Eat Yummy Food Anymore?

Jun Xinghe turned his head in astonishment, catching a fleeting glimpse of worry in his daughter’s eyes.

Although this pretty daughter of his, who felt at once familiar and yet a stranger, remained expressionless...

But in that moment, Jun Xinghe suddenly felt his eyes grow moist. He quickly waved, smiling. "I know. You do the same. Live a good life with Xiao Jiang."

"I don’t need you to remind me. My husband and I have always been just fine!"

"...Xiao Jiang is practically my son, and you’re my daughter. What’s wrong with showing a little concern for you both?"

Jun Xinghe was speechless.

The tender moment that had just formed was shattered.

’As expected, there’s still something seriously wrong with my daughter’s head!’

"Pah! Shameless!" Jun Qingmeng said, spitting delicately.

Jun Xinghe was furious.

"You... you! Where are your manners? Was all that etiquette training for nothing? Pah!"

"You ’pah’ yourself! You shameless old man! All you ever do is sing your own praises!"

"Xiao Jiang *is* my son, so what about it! Pah! Pah!"

Jun Xinghe spat twice in anger and sat down in the car in a huff.

’This daughter... might as well not have her!’

’Wait, forget it. No daughter means no son-in-law!’

Hearing the rustle of a plastic bag, Secretary Wang turned his head in delight. "President Jun, is that from Xiao Jiang for me?"

He had just messaged Jiang Liu, telling him his wife and kids were at home, crying to be fed.

Jiang Liu hadn’t refused, telling him he’d saved a portion for him.

Jun Xinghe simply ignored him and placed the bag in the car’s storage compartment.

"This is the late-night snack my son-in-law made for me. What are you gaping at? Get driving! I have things to do when I get back!"

Secretary Wang took a deep breath as tears streamed down his face against his will.

Such is the suffering of the working man.

SOB.

"What’s wrong with you?"

"Nothing. The wind is just kicking up a lot of dust."

"Oh. Just drive carefully."

*

Jun Qingmeng returned to the shop, stomping her feet like a pouting little princess.

Jiang Liu asked, puzzled, "All done with the goodbyes?"

"Mhm!"

"Mommy, you’re so amazing!"

Jiang Tongtong wanted to hug Jun Qingmeng. Clutching her belly, she carefully climbed down from the chair. She was so full that she could only wobble forward slowly.

She took tiny, shuffling steps, cradling her belly as if she were afraid of waking the "food baby" sleeping inside.

"You little cutie!"

Jun Qingmeng chuckled and walked over to scoop Tongtong into her arms.

"Honey?"

"What is it?" Jiang Liu was busy with the grand task of counting money.

"We want to hug you."

"Okay."

Jiang Liu put down the money and went over to hug his wife.

Sandwiched in the middle, Jiang Tongtong smiled with her lips pressed together.

Jun Qingmeng leaned in close to Jiang Liu’s ear and whispered warmly,

"Honey, I love you so much. I’m so happy just having you with me."

As she spoke, she gave his earlobe a playful little nibble.

’I forgot to flirt with my husband today!’

Jiang Liu felt a warmth spread across his ear. He was in a good mood and said, "Having you and Tongtong with me puts my heart at ease."

"I love you so much, honey."

Jun Qingmeng pressed her cheek against Jiang Liu’s, rubbing him with her soft, fragrant hair like a little kitten seeking warmth.

"Honey, as long as you’re with me, every day feels sweet. When I’m with you, it’s like nothing else matters."

"Me too. From now on, let’s live a good life with Tongtong. And if you want, we can have a second child."

"Okay!"

A blush quickly spread across Jun Qingmeng’s beautiful face.

Jiang Liu caressed his wife’s cheek and patted her back comfortingly.

"Honey, this makes me feel so secure."

"Is that so? I’ll lull you to sleep like this from now on."

"You have to keep your word. Pinky promise?"

"Pinky promise."

Tucked between them, Jiang Tongtong giggled to herself.

She loved listening to her mommy and daddy whispering to each other.

HEE HEE.

Agent Tongtong, reporting for duty.

As she was laughing,

Tongtong touched a tooth on the left with the tip of her tongue.

"Daddy?"

"What is it?" Jiang Liu, having been interrupted, gave Tongtong an annoyed look.

"Boo-hoo, my tooth feels all soft," Tongtong said, feeling wronged.

"It’s soft? Open your mouth and let me see."

"Ahhh~"

Jiang Liu peered into his daughter’s little mouth. "Is it this one?"

"Mmph!"

"It’s nothing. It’s time for you to lose your baby teeth. It’s okay if it falls out."

The little foodie looked worried. "Daddy, if my tooth falls out, will I still be able to eat delicious things?"

Tongtong wasn’t worried about becoming ugly if her tooth fell out.

’She was Daddy’s little cutie, after all. He’d still love her even if all her teeth fell out!’

’But what about eating?’

’What about ice cream?’

Jiang Liu was speechless.

He pinched her lips. "Don’t worry! It’s just one tooth falling out, not all of them. Your permanent teeth won’t fall out!"

"What are permanent teeth?" Tongtong tilted her head in confusion.

"Permanent teeth are... um... when you usually eat, whichever of your little teeth you use to chew, that’s a permanent tooth."

"I get it!"

Jiang Tongtong secretly used her tongue to explore her mouth, trying to find where her permanent teeth were.

"Qingmeng, take Tongtong and go play for a bit. I’m going to clean up the kitchen."

"Honey, let’s do it together."

"Daddy, together!"

"Okay."

Jiang Liu took charge of cleaning the pots and pans, while Jun Qingmeng volunteered to help him by taking out the trash.

Jiang Liu felt a little bad letting her.

But he couldn’t argue with his wife.

Meanwhile, Tongtong stuck her butt in the air, diligently washing a cleaning rag for Jiang Liu.

The family of three was a picture of happiness.

*

Secretary Wang gazed at the ribbon of lights on the expressway. He could already see Jing City’s Sifang Zun.

It was a square skyscraper, the kind whose peak disappeared into the clouds.

Jun Xinghe cracked open a window, enjoying the cool wind from the expressway.

He took a sip of the mountain spring water he’d gotten from Jiang Liu, then opened his phone to post on his Moments.

(5 Images).

"Just had Shuizhu Yu, Mu Shu Pork, Candied Potatoes and Sweet Potatoes, and Twice-cooked Pork at my son-in-law’s place. Fantastic. The candied potatoes and sweet potatoes were perfectly sweet, not greasy at all. Crispy on the outside, fragrant on the inside. Excellent. I’m very satisfied with my son-in-law’s skills. Heard it was limited to fifty orders today. A real shame for anyone who missed it—it’ll be even harder to get from now on. Well, that’s that."

His third post of the day.

Jun Xinghe’s post sent the entire Jing Circle into a disgusted uproar.

’Will you ever stop?’

’Can’t you just give it a rest for a minute?’

The sour tang of jealousy spread through every corner of Jing City.

Guo Dapao, who loved to stir the pot, commented: "It really pays off when your daughter has a good best friend. I get to eat Boss Jiang’s amazing food every day. Oh, look at the time, it’s almost time to eat again. Better go empty my stomach to make some room."

Zhao Chuan didn’t dare to curse out Jun Xinghe.

But he wasn’t the least bit afraid of Guo Dapao.

He immediately replied under the comment: "So you’re fucking starting, too? Will you die if you don’t show off?! You’ve only scrounged a few meals and look how smug you are. What’s there to be so proud of?"

Guo Dapao: "BWAHAHAHAHAHA."

Zhao Chuan: "You complete moron."

He was both jealous and desperate.

’Why is everyone and their mother suddenly connected to Boss Jiang?’

’No way!’

’I have to make a move, and fast!’

*

Jun Xinghe returned to the company’s reception room.

On the black leather sofa, a portly man who looked to be of mixed-race was lounging, a black cigar held in his hand.

He had yellowish-blond hair, and his brown eyes watched Jun Xinghe with a mocking gaze.

The cigar smoke was fragrant, yet cloying enough to make one dizzy.

Standing beside him was a tall, thin, middle-aged man in his forties with heavy-lidded eyes and a hooked nose. His expression was one of pure indifference; he didn’t even lift his gaze when Jun Xinghe walked in.

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