Runaway Wife: Please, Have Another Baby!-Chapter 57 - 58 Paternity Test 5 Revised

57: Chapter 58 Paternity Test (5) [Revised]

57: Chapter 58 Paternity Test (5) [Revised]

“Of course,” the little guy immediately agreed, “But you need to be prepared to lose, okay!”

Darn it, if she hadn’t let him, could she have lost?

Gan Yuan smiled without a word, “Alright, let’s go upstairs!”

Mother and son went up to the arcade on the sixth floor.

Gan Yuan took out some bills to exchange for a handful of coins, and they headed straight for the racing game machines.

“Ready, start!”

They both inserted coins at the same time, grabbed the steering wheels, and started playing seriously.

Gan Yuan glanced at her son, who was already lagging behind, and deliberately twisted the steering wheel, making the on-screen motorcycle swerve off the track.

“Mommy, you’re so clumsy!”

The little guy sighed helplessly.

She laughed indulgently, “Even if I’m clumsy, I am still your mom!”

Formula One, shooting games…

The two of them played their way through until they had used up all the coins in their pockets, and then left the arcade.

Gan Tang noticed that quite a few children were drawing in the art area and paused.

“Mommy, shall I draw a picture for you?”

“Sure!”

Gan Tang immediately paid the fee and found a chair to sit down.

The little guy sat in front of an easel, took out some color pencils, and started mixing watercolors.

Watching her son focus, Gan Yuan’s lips curved in a light smile; her son just kept getting more handsome.

Watching the familiar contours of his face, the image of Gan Tang in her eyes gradually morphed into Huangfu Jue’s…

Was the appraisal result out by now?

Sometimes lifting his hand, sometimes sketching with a pencil, the little guy was serious and focused, and soon an outline appeared on the paper.

Around them, children of all sizes were quietly drawing, but the chubby boy sitting in front of Gan Tang was clearly not interested.

He scribbled a few strokes on his paper, quickly lost patience, looked around, and after squirming in his chair, a mischievous smile flickered across his lips as he reached out with his pencil to mar the drawing of the girl sitting next to him.

“Mommy!”

The girl immediately burst into tears with a loud cry.

As though finding satisfaction in such mischief, the boy stood up, looked around, and several younger children quickly hugged their drawings and moved away.

His gaze swept around and then settled on Gan Tang.

The little guy, absorbed in his own work, was completely unaware of him.

The chubby boy with bushy eyebrows raised an eyebrow, a wicked smile flashing in his grey-green eyes.

The blonde, chubby boy stretched out his paintbrush and made a bold stroke across Gan Tang’s drawing. free𝑤ebnovel.com

Immediately, a crooked streak of color appeared on the paper.

Gan Tang looked up in surprise, his little eyebrows furrowing tightly.

“Jerk, go away!”

The nice drawing was spoiled, and the little guy was already angry.

The blonde, chubby boy sneered in English, counter-questioning, “What are you saying, asking me to make a few more strokes, huh?”

Even though he couldn’t understand Chinese, his guess was clear from Gan Tang’s expression.

He reveled in the thrill of destruction and was about to scribble more on Gan Tang’s drawing.

Gan Tang slapped his paintbrush away and shouted sternly.

“GET OUT!”

The blonde, chubby boy was taken aback, glanced over Gan Tang’s livid face, lifted his left hand, and dumped all the paint from the palette onto Gan Tang’s drawing.

What could’ve been a salvageable painting was now ruined, and Gan Tang’s clothes weren’t spared either.

Gan Tang, furious, stepped forward and pressed the palette onto the chubby boy’s face.

“Ah!” The boy hadn’t expected the smaller boy to fight back.

He jumped away, screaming, wiping his face, and upon seeing his dirty clothes, his pudgy face instantly twisted into a snarl, “You dare hit me, you poor wretch?!”

He shoved the easel aside, stepped forward, raised his hand, and pushed Gan Tang to the ground.

The stool toppled, the easel was knocked a few times, causing a clattering din.

Gan Yuan, startled back to reality, saw her son being pushed down and immediately charged over.

“Xiaotang!”