Dr. Jiang's Daily Adversities

This was something that Father Mo would never have thought of even in his dreams!

“Are you sure she is Tingxu’s biological mother?”

He questioned his biological son in disbelief once again.

Mo Boyuan reassured his father.

Father Mo frowned so hard till his forehead was deeply wrinkled with several folds. He then waved his hands and said,

“You may take your leave.”

He needed to think over this matter in peace and quiet before he could calm himself down.

“Don’t forget to tell Mom.”

“I know, I know.”

Hurry up and get out of here!

…

At this moment, Jiang Tingxu was in the room flipping through the books she had left behind from before. Mo Boyuan had entered very quietly, so Jiang Tingxu did not notice him.

“What are you looking at?”

A voice suddenly rang in her ear.

“When did you come in?” She asked unhappily.

Did you know that a person could be scared to death?

“Scared?”

Ha.

Jiang Tingxu continued to flip through the book in her hand, looking as if she didn’t have the slightest intention of entertaining him.

Fortunately, Mo Boyuan didn’t continue to make trouble. He sat by the bed and said,

“I just told Dad about Madam Jun.” He started to explain honestly.

Sure enough, Jiang Tingxu stopped flipping through the pages.

“And then?”

“There’s no ‘and then’. If everyone is clear of each other’s identity, we won’t be at a loss when our families meet up again in the future.”

Even though he put it that way, if they had really met the Jun family, they wouldn’t be the ones at a disadvantage considering the Jun family’s relatively lower status!

Jiang Tingxu naturally wouldn’t have any objections. After all, everyone would definitely know about it somehow.

Mo Boyuan swept his gaze across the room. Although he rarely stayed here these past few years, he was still quite clear about everything there was to this room.

“Honey, where’s my pillow?” He suddenly asked.

Jiang Tingxu looked over slowly. Oh, there really was only one pillow left on the bed.

As for the other pillow…

His thoughts gradually rose from the dead.

*Coughs*.

It seemed that not long ago, um, it was the night that he stayed here with their son…

The corners of his mouth were slightly cracked. He raised his hand gently and pointed to the other side of the bed.

Mo Boyuan crossed over to the other side with his long legs. When he saw his very own pillow lying quietly on the floor, he asked in doubt, “Why is it on the ground?”

Jiang Tingxu saw the confusion in the man’s eyes and hurriedly shook her head.

“It wasn’t me. Your son threw it!”

She was an adult after all. How could she be so childish?

However, the maid in this old residence tidied up the rooms daily. Why did they not pick the pillow up?

Jiang Tingxu obviously didn’t know that this was an order made by her own son!

There was no helping it, that young boy was just so prideful!

Well, the fight is on!

In this entire old residence, who didn’t dote on that little rascal?

For that reason, that pillow still lay on the cold ground after so many days.

Mo Boyuan took a few steps forward and bent down to pick up the pitiful pillow from the ground. At the same time, he patted it a few times before placing it on the bed, side by side with the pillow that Jiang Tingxu slept on.

“Honey, don’t you think that brat has been a little too unruly lately?”

He had to teach his son a lesson!

He needed to show him who’s boss!

If he already dared to throw his father’s pillow, would he grow the guts to kick his father out of the house the next time?

Needless for you to say, there was really no need to wait for the next time. Your son had already suggested that to his mother long ago!

Jiang Tingxu pursed her lips wordlessly.

“The pot calling the kettle black? Why don’t you teach your past self a lesson?

Back then, your actions were way more outrageous than his!

We didn’t see your parents doing anything to you, did we?”