Chapter 1548 - Ruinous Intentions
Rebirth to a Military Marriage: Good Morning Chief
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
In fact, Li Dawei always had ruinous intentions.
He wanted to drag Qiao Nan down and take her position.
For that, Qiao Nan would never think that Li Dawei was someone worth cultivating. He was a bothersome employee that always wanted to challenge the impossible, and no employer would dig that. When the time came to get rid of him, no one would go easy.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âMom.â
The children danced their way to Qiao Nanâs side.
Qiao Nan avoided them. âDo you guys know how hot the weather is? Are the summer schoolâs classes manageable?â The kids had completed elementary school, and their results didnât disappoint. They could make it into the elite class in the top middle school directly.
Qiao Nan didnât want to stress the kids out, but she wouldnât mind if they had the capability to perform.
âMom.â Da Bao was holding two bags; one belonged to him, and the other belonged to San Bao.
Er Bao swaggered over. âMom, you have to educate your oldest son on his outdated mentality. We are living in a time of gender equality, but he still values girls over boys. This is unacceptable. You have to discipline him so that he wonât drag our family down.â
â...â
Er Baoâs skit made Qiao Nan speechless. âIs it that serious? All Da Bao did was carrying San Baoâs bag instead of yours. How did something like this elevate to a moral level?â
Others might confuse Da Bao as a gruesome criminal who deserved a bullet.
Qiao Nan knocked on Er Baoâs forehead. âIâll let you off since we are home, but donât say such things outside. What if others hear you and misunderstand Da Bao? Da Bao would have a hard time in school.â
âNo way.â It didnât hurt at all, but Er Bao yelled in pain anyway. He just wanted Qiao Nan to comfort him. âItâs obvious that we are joking around. How bored must they be to care about our family business? They should take the time to take care of their results.â
No matter what happened within their family, it stayed within the family. Why would anyone else want to make assumptions about them? Did they want to be part of the family as well? If that was the case, sorry, but they had no intention of accepting a new member.
âNo way? What if it does happen? Just end the framing. If someone is talking behind Da Baoâs back, you would be the first to fight him. Sometimes I wonder if you are just finding an excuse to start a fight.â
If others started the fight, he would be in self-defense, which made him innocent. If he was the one to pick a fight, it wasnât his fault because others shouldnât be criticizing Da Bao.
Recalling Er Baoâs words from the past, Qiao Nan felt her head ringing. How should she deal with the drama king?
âMom, letâs head home. Itâs burning outside, and I need a drink.â The children would rarely drink sweetened beverages thanks to Qiao Nanâs education. They would always carry a water bottle around. There were dispensers in the classroom, but San Bao had emptied her bottle. So, she was in a rush to get refreshments.
The weather was heating up like a stove in August, and San Bao wondered if her cheeks were on fire.
As soon as she left the air-conditioned room, sweat ran down her skin. She felt every one of her pores expand as she was drenched in sweat in no time.
âFine, letâs move.â Qiao Nan wiped the sweat off San Baoâs cheeks, and the cool air in the car calmed San Baoâs frustration. Da Bao poured some of his water into San Baoâs bottle. âDa Bao is the best! Thanks!â San Bao gulped.
âDa Bao, Iâm thirsty, too!â Er Bao was not too happy about that. It was legitimate that Da Bao was biased toward San Bao. He would carry her bag and share his drink, but Er Bao was never part of the equation. âDa Bao, have you forgotten that you have a younger brother as well? You should take care of me, too.â Er Bao felt like he was losing his position as a younger sibling.
Da Bao glimpsed at Er Bao. âFine, Iâll let you have the first sip when we get back.â God knows who filled San Baoâs cup in the classroom all the time was. Er Bao sure loved to act pitiful before their mom.
It wasnât Da Baoâs choice to have such a comical brother. Who would have known that his mother would give birth to a triplet? If it werenât for the one-child policy, his mom might have made him another bunch of brothers and sisters. If everyone were as lively as Er Bao... Da Bao suddenly learned to appreciate the governmentâs policymakers.
âWelcome back. It must be burning out there! Wash up. Grandma has prepared your drinks. Should we have a watermelon straight from the fridge?â Miao Jing couldnât stop smiling when she saw the kids. Among the children in the neighborhood, her grandchildren looked the best.
San Bao cheered. âIâll wash up first.â
âIâm next.â Er Bao hurried.
Da Bao took a deep breath as the cool air in the room refreshed his mind.
After the siblings finished washing up, Da Bao headed to the washroom. When he came back, Er Bao and San Bao already had watermelon juice all over their chubby cheeks.