You Make Money, I'll Spend It: Stepmother's Ultimate Pleasure in the Aristocratic Family-Chapter 125: Qi Shaobai: "I took the liberty"

The bride and groom were standing beside the dessert table as instructed by the wedding photographer, posing for typical wedding photos.

Sheng Mumu withdrew her gaze, waiting for the wedding to start with utter boredom.

Her phone that was placed on the table lit up and vibrated continuously.

Qi Shaobai: "School ended early today for the anniversary celebration. When I came back I realized none of you were home?"

Qi Shaobai: "Oh...I forgot you guys were going to a wedding banquet."

Qi Shaobai: "Huh, how come no one asked if I was going or not?"

Sheng Mumu: "?"

Qi Shaobai: "Forget it, why would I expect to be asked."

Sheng Mumu: "?"

Sheng Mumu: "You're acting like you have a terminal illness.jpg"

Qi Shaobai: "Nevermind about bringing me back food."

Sheng Mumu: "......"

Sheng Mumu turned to look at Qi Mo, an expression of confusion on her face. She asked:

"Is Qi Shaobai really almost eighteen?

The corners of Qi Mo's eyes lifted slightly. "Yeah, why?"

"I suspect he's eight years old," Sheng Mumu passed her phone to Qi Mo. "Look, are these words an eighteen year old would say? Eighteen year olds aren't kids anymore right?"

Qi Mo lowered his gaze to look at the screen. His sharp brows softened as he slowly raised his eyes to look at her, a smile appearing in his eyes.

"He doesn't act this way towards other people."

It's because he feels close and familiar, that's why he's being cheeky.

"I see—" Sheng Mumu tilted her neck back and shrugged generously.

"—He's taking advantage of our familiarity. I understand, I learned it from you."

Lately whenever Qi Mo makes requests of her, he acts like it's a given.

The younger one has probably been influenced subconsciously.

Although the two Qi men aren't blood related father and son.

But they're somewhat similar.

She didn't expect the similarity to manifest in this kind of bad habit.

Looking into his eyes, Sheng Mumu let out a soft sigh.

Qi Mo's smile froze slightly: "......"

Suddenly, his long slender fingers moved up.

Naturally taking the phone from her hand.

Sheng Mumu: "???"

Before she could react...

She saw the intimidating man beside her already pressing the voice message button in her WeChat conversation with Qi Shaobai.

"What are you going to do if I don't bring you food."

His tone was indifferent, but a hint of threat could be detected.

Sheng Mumu: "......"

This...

At the same time.

In the Xiyu Yue Courtyard Villa.

Qi Shaobai practically shot up from the sofa.

Blurting out " holy sh*t".

A sudden chill went down his back.

His fingers frantically typed on the screen.

After Qi Mo sent that voice message.

He calmly looked at the phone.

Sheng Mumu pursed her lips, a worried expression on her face: "Is it appropriate to scare a child like this?"

Qi Mo spoke calmly, "You said he's not a child anymore."

Sheng Mumu: "......"

Qi Mo's voice was composed. "I'm just teaching him not to take advantage of our familiarity in the future."

Sheng Mumu: "......"

Very quickly, a reply came from Qi Shaobai on the phone.

Just from the words, one could imagine how cowardly he was acting right now.

Qi Shaobai: "Dad, I was out of line, shouldn't have spoken carelessly."

Qi Shaobai: "You guys have fun, don't mind me."

Qi Shaobai: "I can take care of myself, won't starve to death." 𝘧𝓇𝘦𝘦𝔀ℯ𝘣𝓃𝓸𝓿ℯ𝘭.𝑐𝓸𝓂

Qi Shaobai: "Smiley face.jpg"

Sheng Mumu: ......

Awesome.

Her earlier conclusion was too hasty.

It wasn't both Qi men who picked up this presumptuous bad habit.

Just the older one.

Looking at it this way, little Qi is still very well-behaved!

Qi Mo passed her phone back to her, leaning in closer.

The distance between them shrank.

Qi Mo's deep voice was casual: "If Qi Shaobai dares to order you around again in the future, just tell me." Seeing that handsome face up close, Sheng Mumu blinked her eyes, muttering an "umm" softly.

Just as she was about to say something more, a shriek came from the direction of the dessert table, not far from their table.

Sheng Mumu craned her neck to look towards the sound.

The bride Fang Ting had a large cake stain on her wedding dress amidst the crowd.

The colorful frosting dirtied her originally pure white gown.

Next to her was a five or six year old boy, holding a plate in his hand. He appeared to be the culprit behind the dirtied dress. Not only was there no hint of remorse on his face, he was even shoving the legs of the woman who looked like his nanny, yelling and making a fuss nonstop.

"I want to eat cake, I want to eat cake!"

The shrieks were piercing. The nanny seemed accustomed to it, unable to control him. She only tugged him to the side.

This tug made the unruly child even more out of control.

He rushed in front of the bride, pointing a finger. "You compensate me for my cake!"

Two people walked over after making their way through the crowd.

Sheng Mumu recognized them as the couple she had bumped into at the elevator.

The woman knitted her brows, pulling the unruly child to the side. She impatiently took out some napkins from her designer handbag to wipe the remaining frosting off the child's hands.

"You're so messy when you eat, really."

Afterwards, she turned to look at the child's nanny.

Harshly reprimanding: "I told you to take him outside, how could you let him come over here?"

The nanny wrung her hands in front of her, an awkward expression on her face. "Ma'am, I...I couldn't hold him back."

The fat man behind walked forward, finally lowering his hands that had been akimbo. He patted the child's head:

"If you want cake, daddy will buy it for you when we get home. The cakes here aren't any good."

After speaking, he casually nodded towards the bride whose dress was dirtied.

"Sorry about that, kids don't understand things. Don't take it to heart."

From amidst the crowd, Sheng Mumu saw the bride's eyes reddening, extremely aggrieved, seemingly on the verge of tears.

The bride looked at her groom, then looked at her own dirtied wedding dress, not saying anything.

Sheng Mumu pursed her lips, silently clenching her fist.

That family was too outrageous!

Dirtying someone's wedding dress and not even sincerely apologizing.

Just lightly saying "kids don't understand" and that's it?

She saw the groom patting the bride's shoulder, whispering something in her ear.

Sheng Mumu saw the bride's body stiffen as she bit her lip and turned away, silently entering the dressing room.

The moment she pushed open the door to the dressing room, she dabbed at the corners of her eyes.

She probably cried.

Afterwards, the groom walked to the fat man. After exchanging a few words, the fat man led his wife and son away, back to their seats.

As they passed Sheng Mumu, she heard the fat man saying to the woman beside him:

"I knew Liu Hui wouldn't dare offend me. His job was obtained through connections I helped him make, the interview opportunity was hard-earned. If he wants to get promoted in the future, he still needs me to put in a good word with his superiors."

The woman clung to the fat man's arm, her tone extremely fawning:

"Hubby you're so capable!"