Chapter 143: Chapter 143 Ye Nianbai: New Year’s Day Parent-Child Activity 1
After walking two blocks, Si Mingjing got into a car. Ye Nianbai had been waiting impatiently inside!
"Jingjing, there was something fun, and you didn’t take the young master to play! The young master doesn’t even want you to join his parent-child activity anymore!"
Ye Nianbai haughtily hummed twice. "HUMPH, HUMPH, it takes two kisses to appease me; one is not enough!"
After getting into the car, Si Mingjing took off her wig and sunglasses, then leaned over to give Ye Nianbai two pecks on the cheek.
"There, don’t be angry. How can a little man be mad at a woman? Is that what your dad taught you?"
"Of course not!"
Ye Nianbai’s childish voice piped up, "Dad said it doesn’t matter whether it’s a man’s fault or a woman’s; a true man should humbly kneel on a washboard and apologize. That’s the quickest way to resolve family conflicts. Also, never reason with a woman; women are unreasonable creatures. Just hug and kiss her directly!"
Ye Nianbai stretched out his small, pale hands and wrapped them directly around Si Mingjing’s neck. Si Mingjing was almost suffocated by his hug. Mo Yinhe sure has a set of rules for teaching his son!
Before he could kiss her, Si Mingjing changed the subject. "What parent-child activity?"
Ye Nianbai immediately let go and pulled out a letter titled "New Year’s Letter to Parents" from his little backpack.
It said they hoped every child’s parents could take time off work to join their children for the New Year’s Day parent-child event at the nursery school.
There were also requirements for the event: the number of parents attending must be no less than two, and they must wear matching parent-child outfits.
Event time: The morning of the day before New Year’s Day.
"Xiaobai, how about letting your dad and your aunt join you instead?"
Si Mingjing recalled that Mo Yinhe had bought several sets of parent-child outfits not long ago. That man really had foresight.But it wouldn’t be appropriate for her and him to wear matching parent-child outfits at Xiaobai’s nursery school.If someone with ulterior motives took pictures, it would definitely make headlines on the hot search!Si Mingjing had no desire to be the protagonist of such a headline.
"Why? Jingjing, you actually don’t want to spend New Year’s Day with the young master? Do you even remember whose woman you are?"
Si Mingjing couldn’t help but laugh and did not reply.
Ye Nianbai immediately put on a sulky face. "Jingjing, have you fallen for someone else? Who is it? The young master is going to slaughter him!"
"No, it’s just that I already have plans that day."
Ye Nianbai fumed, "Who could be more important than the young master? The young master is going to slaughter him!"
"Don’t be ridiculous." Si Mingjing rubbed the little one’s head, trying to soothe him. "There’s always a first-come-first-served basis for everything. Someone else already made plans with me, so I can’t break my promise. One must keep their word."
Ye Nianbai pouted, turned his head towards the window, and huffed, "I’m not listening, not listening! Blah, blah, blah!"
Ye Nianbai had already boasted to his classmates, "So what if the young master doesn’t have a mom for the parent-child activity? The young master has a wife attending—beautiful and cool! Which of you has a wife?"
Now, my wife doesn’t want to attend my parent-child activity! How can I save face? How can I show off? How can I make everyone jealous in that Versailles way? What fun is kindergarten if I can’t brag?
Ye Nianbai was very unhappy. His delicate, jade-like face was set like a glacier, icily waiting to be coaxed.
Seeing Ye Nianbai’s disappointed expression, Si Mingjing felt a pang of sympathy. She pinched his glacial face and said, "How about I attend the parent-child activity with you and your Third Uncle? But you have to promise me one thing: convince your dad not to attend."
"My dad isn’t interested in attending at all!" Ye Nianbai declared confidently. "My dad never participates in the young master’s school events. It’s always Third Uncle who attends on his behalf."
This child had no idea about the other side of his father.
"Xiaobai, your dad has been quite attentive to you recently, hasn’t he? He’s been picking you up from school often, right?"
Several times when Si Mingjing went to pick up Ye Nianbai from school, Mo Yinhe’s car would be waiting outside, as if lying in ambush for a rabbit. That rabbit, of course, wasn’t Xiaobai.
Ye Nianbai said craftily, "If the young master doesn’t tell Dad, won’t that solve it?"
That seemed to make sense.
"Then just don’t tell him. Let your Third Uncle and me accompany you to the parent-child event." The parent-child event is during the day, so it won’t conflict with me and my senior attending the TV station’s New Year’s Eve party.
"Mm-hmm."
Having secured his "wife," Ye Nianbai conveniently forgot about his dad and indeed didn’t say a word.
After getting home, the little guy scampered off to find his Third Uncle.
Once Ye Shen found out, he readily agreed, "A New Year’s Day parent-child event? Sure, I’ll go with Xiaobai."
"Then it’s settled! You can’t tell Dad!"
After settling things with his Third Uncle, the little guy strutted away smugly.
Little did Xiaobai know that as soon as Ye Shen turned around, he rushed into Mo Yinhe’s study, eager to tell him about it.
Mo Yinhe was in the middle of a video conference. Although he was recuperating in A Country, he hadn’t missed a single day of managing the political affairs of Atlantis.
At that moment, Mo Yinhe was in a video conference with his parents, who were far away in the Undersea World, and the influential figures in court. They were discussing the upcoming four-country summit scheduled for after the New Year.
This so-called "summit of the four countries" was an international diplomatic conference of the Undersea Empire held every five years. It was somewhat analogous to terrestrial events like the G8 Summit, the APEC Summit, or the BRICS Summit.
Mo Yinhe had learned in advance that due to his drastic reforms, the other three undersea nations were extremely dissatisfied with Atlantis and planned to collectively challenge it at the summit. In such turbulent times, Mo Yinhe didn’t want his mother to face enemies on all sides; he decided to attend in person.
After finalizing this matter in the video conference, Mo Yinhe ended the call and looked up at Ye Shen.
Ye Shen immediately scurried over, eager to please. "Big Brother, didn’t you ask me when Xiaobai’s school would have a parent-child event? They’re having one the day after tomorrow! The school requires two parents to attend, and they even have to wear matching outfits. But it seems Sister-in-law doesn’t want to attend with you, so Xiaobai invited me. Don’t worry, though, I absolutely won’t compete with you for it! You must remember my indispensable contribution!"
Mo Yinhe’s response was to toss him a set of keys.
"Your New Year’s gift."
Ye Shen caught the keys, so excited he nearly jumped. "Big Brother, is this the car I’ve wanted most—the one that can travel on land, in the air, and underwater?"
Mo Yinhe’s aerospace base had developed a new type of sports car. On land, it was a flashy sports car. In water, it transformed into a sleek submarine. And if you wanted to fly? No problem—it could instantly become a small airship. Its ability to freely dismantle and reassemble outshone any Transformer!
This car had become the star of last year’s auto show, a coveted treasure that enthusiasts worldwide clamored for but couldn’t obtain! Originally, this was just a concept car! But his brother’s aerospace base had turned that concept into reality!
This was the New Year’s gift I’d been most eager to receive!
Ye Shen was ecstatic, his thoughts racing. Big Brother, what New Year’s gift have you prepared for Sister-in-law?