Chapter 1085 - My Precious Wife (11)
The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!
Ai Bao nodded dumbly. âYes.â
âHow old is he?â He gritted his teeth harder.
Ai Bao counted on her fingers. âI think... heâs about six.â
Putting a palm over his forehead, An Yibei took a few deep breaths. He didnât know how to react to this piece of news.
Ai Bao was 25 now and the kid was six years old, which meant that she gave birth to him at 19 and got pregnant at 18. She would be just out of high school or in her first year in college...
âWho did this to you? And he didnât take responsibility for it?â An Yibei narrowed his eyes. All he could think of now was to settle this account for Ai Bao!
Ai Bao had no idea that An Yibei had been misled. She asked, âWhat responsibility? And why?â
She looked so innocent that An Yibei said in resignation, âWhatever. Iâll take care of you both!â
He had just been made a dad; so be it!
Ai Bao was elated. âWow, Mr. An, youâre so kind! Iâm sure Pudding will love you!â
Pudding? Well, that was a sweet name.
Ai Bao ran downstairs and returned in a minute.
An Yibei rubbed his forehead, ready to meet his ânew son.ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âArf ââ A cute Samoyed barked at him.
âSo, her son has a pet?â An Yibei thought. Just then, Ai Bao said cheerfully, âMr. An, this is my son, Pudding! Isnât he adorable?â
An Yibei: ...!!!
Pudding was a dog?!
He had been thinking too much this whole time, then?!
âMr. An, why are you so quiet?â
Obviously An Yibei wasnât going to tell her that he had misunderstood. He said casually, âYes, heâs pretty cute.â
Pudding stuck out its tongue at him, looking very friendly.
That afternoon, the couple and the dog left for Ye City.
Once they arrived at the apartment, An Yibei began to take the luggage in â his and Ai Baoâs.
Ai Bao was confused. âArenât I living in the other apartment?â
An Yibei had bought two duplex departments in the building. Both had been renovated and were ready to be lived in.
âI lost the key to that apartment,â replied An Yibei casually. âI guess we have no choice but to live together.â
Apparently, Ai Baoâs brain was turning much faster today. âWhy donât we get a locksmith to open it?â
â...â
An Yibei arched an eyebrow, pressed her to the wall, and asked in a low voice, âYou donât want to live with me?â
Ai Baoâs cheeks turned pink right away!
âI... Iâm not...â She was just shy! And, it also frightened her a little...
âIâll take that as a yes, then.â An Yibei deliberately misinterpreted her. âAlright, go pick your room. Which do you prefer? The guest bedroom... or the master bedroom?â
Needless to say, the master bedroom was his bedroom.
Ai Bao lowered her head, and from this angle, he could only see her red ears. âMr. An, please donât...â
An Yibei rubbed her head. âThat was a very simple multiple choice question.â
âCan I choose? Really?â
âOf course... not.â An Yibei smiled cunningly. âWeâre sharing a bedroom and thatâs settled.â
Ai Bao felt like crying. âDonât you think itâs a bit too soon?â
âIs it?â An Yibei rubbed his chin. âBillions of people live in this world. Do you know how improbable it is that we should run into each other?â
Of course Ai Bao knew that; it was just that she couldnât get used to how quickly things were moving.
âArf!â Pudding, who had been ignored this whole time, barked and began to run around them. The look on An Yibeiâs face softened a little and he decided not to press too hard. âTake the guest bedroom, if thatâs what you want. But... Iâm looking forward to the day when you move into the master bedroom with me.â