Chapter 103: Triplets’ Mighty Mom Chapter 103

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Chapter 103 I Want to Recommend you a Wife

South shot him a glare. “Did you think I'd leave with just anyone?” he asked coldly. Inexplicably

choked by this child, Silas dissolved into laughter. “It seems that you consider me safe?” “Of course!”

South replied. Silas was instantly put in a good mood. “Hah, your judgment is impeccable! So, why

did you ask me out?” Without answering his question, South pointed at KFC that was right ahead of

them. “I want to eat KFC!" Silas glanced at him but said nothing. Then, he turned his car and

stopped before KFC's entrance. After entering the fast-food joint, South ordered a few items Camila

usually didn't allow him to eat before finding a table and waiting for Silas. Meanwhile, this was the

first time Silas had ever queued in line. There were quite a number of patrons in KFC, so he only

carried the food over to the table after having waited for about ten minutes.

South then kept his head lowered as he quietly ate without saying a single word. On the other hand,

Silas didn't eat since he wasn't hungry. Mainly, he was curious as to why this little fellow wanted to

see him. After waiting for more than ten minutes, the little fellow was finally done eating, and he

wiped his hands clean with a napkin. At long last, he shifted his gaze to Silas. “Who's the lady at

Nolan Residence yesterday to you?” he asked seriously, his expression solemn. Silas’s brows

furrowed. “You mean, Zoe? She's no one to me. Her family and the Nolan Family are friends, so

we've known each other since young.” “Do you have feelings for her?” Silas frowned. “Why would I

have feelings for her?” South shot daggers at him. “Then, why did you allow her to hold your arm?”

Staring at him, Silas was gripped by the urge to laugh. “You were angry at me just because of this?"

South didn't deny or confirm it, so Silas then explained, “She's no different from Landon to me.”

South curled his lips. “They're absolutely different. Landon is a man.” “But there's no difference to

me,” Silas countered. After pondering for a moment, South asked, “So, how do you find my

mommy?” All of a sudden, understanding dawned upon Silas. Don't tell me this little fellow is so

peeved because he wants to play matchmaker between me and his mommy? As this thought

crossed his mind, he couldn't quite stifle his laughter. “Your mommy is quite good.”

“In what way?"

The corners of Silas’s mouth curved into a mischievous arc. “Little fellow, what are you trying to do?”

South gazed at him with a disdainful look in his eyes. “You still haven't understood? want to help

you get a wife!”

Silas doubled over. Are all kids now this precocious? “You want to recommend your mommy to

me?” South's dainty eyebrows knitted together deeply, and his voice turned a touch frosty. “Do you

not like her?” After mulling it over for a while, Silas answered, “It's not that I don't like her. I was just

somewhat surprised that you're actually recommending your mommy to be my girlfriend.”

Staring at him, South gave an adult-like sigh. “I want to recommend you a wife, not a girlfriend.” He

was worried sick. These two people have known each other for so long, so why isn't there any

progress? They're going as slow as a tortoise. If I were to wait for their relationship to blossom

naturally, it'll either be my daddy being snatched away by another woman or vice versa. “If you like

my mommy, why aren't you pursuing her?” Silas cracked up. “Liking someone is a matter of letting

nature take its course. You're still too young, so you don’t understand.” Throwing him a glance,

South retorted frigidly, “I only know that if you delay pursuing my mommy any longer, she'll be

snatched away by someone else!” Silas froze upon hearing that. “Who else is pursuing your

mommy?” “A man who's comparable to you. My mommy even mentioned treating him to a meal. I

think he's a restaurant owner.” Unbidden, Silas’s heart sank a fraction. “Do you like him, too?"

Another sigh came from South. “It doesn’t matter whether I like him. I think my mommy likes him

quite a bit.” Subsequently, Silas asked, “Do you like me, then?”