I Break Tycoon's Immune Barrier-Chapter 560 My Name is Grandpa Weiwu

Zhixi sighed softly, touching his cheek, "I don’t want to part with you either..."

"Hmph, I don’t believe you! You’re such a heartless woman; you don’t love me at all. Actually, I bet I wasn’t even born to you!" the little boy was still fuming, vindictively picking at her sweater. Soon, he had unraveled a thread from her sweater.

Zhixi helplessly pulled her son’s hand away and thought for a moment before saying, "Xiaobao, your dad... needs you more."

"Don’t call me Xiaobao!" He jumped a meter into the air, his hair puffing up in anger, "Call me Gu Weiwu! What’s with ’Xiaobao’? It sounds terrible!"

Zhixi put on a negotiating tone, "If you go to your dad’s, I’m sure he’ll give you a proper name..."

"Then I’ll be called He Weiwu!" His eyes darted around, "Just don’t call me Xiaobao!"

Call out ’Xiaobao’ and eight out of ten people within ten miles will turn their heads, and there will be two called ’Baobao’!

It sounds awful.

Gu Zhixi’s face darkened as she poked his head, "Do you think He Weiwu sounds any good? Weiwu, my grandpa!"

He said proudly, "Then I’ll be called Grandpa Weiwu!"

Gu Zhixi couldn’t help but laugh and cry, lifting him up, "Let’s go, let’s have breakfast first." fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

"What are we going to do after breakfast?" He snuggled into her chest, distrustful, "Are you planning to sneak me over to dad’s? I tell you, if you do that, I’ll immediately go find dad ten or eight stepmothers to infuriate you!"

Gu Zhixi slapped his bottom, "Do you still want to see your dream girl or not?"

"Hmph..." He tilted his chin up haughtily.

Zhixi set her son down next to the dining table and tied a bib around his neck before putting a spoon in his hand, "Eat your breakfast nicely. If you make a mess again, I’ll take you straight back to Country S."

"Always threatening me..." He scooped up a spoonful of egg custard and slowly shoved it into his mouth. His little legs dangled back and forth, and his eyes roamed restlessly.

"What are you looking at again?" Zhixi glowered at him.

"I want to listen to music..." He drawled in a whining tone, his face full of grievance.

Zhixi rubbed her forehead, took out her phone, found Lu Qixi’s latest album, and pressed play. Soon, a clear and ethereal female voice filled the room.

Grandpa Weiwu instantly smiled with joy, blissfully eating his egg custard.

Lu Qixi was the most famous singer in the Chinese music scene in the past two years, the new Heavenly Queen, winning over a large fan base with her unique charisma and ethereal voice. The little guy was one of them, and if it weren’t for using Lu Qixi as bait, this stubborn boy might not have been willing to come at all.

He always thought she would abandon him to the He Family, not wanting him anymore.

Actually... her son’s worries were not unfounded, as she indeed had considered this idea many times.

If her son were with him, he... should no longer be lonely, right?

But...

Looking at the tender-faced little fellow across from her, her heart felt as if it were clogged by something. If she were to part with her son, how could she continue on?

She poked the clear porridge in her bowl, feeling an unprecedented sense of confusion.

"I’m finished!" The little guy opposite suddenly spoke up, threw down his spoon, and aimed to get off the table with his short legs.

Zhixi got a fright, quickly stood up, and went over to stabilize him, "You’re moving around again! What if you fall?"

"Grandpa Weiwu won’t fall that easily!" He shook his head obstinately.

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