Domineering CEO Is My Son

Yue Qin felt a bit strange. Early in the morning, Little Parrot seemed extremely sleepy, while his older son was being especially attentive. He poured warm water for Little Parrot to wash up and even let him sleep in his hood.

"Why is Little Parrot so sleepy today?" Yue Qin asked.

The little boy, like a startled bird, tensed up and stammered, "Didn't sleep well last night."

Little Parrot glanced at his brother. He was too tired even to educate his brother.

Last night, Little Parrot spent the entire latter half listening to his brother talking in his sleep—

"What if Dad finds out—"

"What if Dad finds out?"

It caused him to barely sleep a wink. Just as he drifted off, he heard his brother calling him again.

Little Parrot nestled into the boy's hood and went back to sleep.

Yue Qin didn't think much of it, assuming the two kids were just playing around at night, hence the lack of sleep.

Since his older son was also quite tired, he fell asleep halfway through his bowl of noodles, his head resting on his chopsticks.

"You can catch up on sleep at school later," Yue Qin said. "I'll let the teacher know you two didn't sleep well last night."

Yue Qin patted his older son's head and tucked two soft tissues into the hood where his younger son was sleeping.

Kangkang was so tired that every cell in his body felt like it was on strike. He could only nod continuously.

Yue Qin picked up his son. "Say goodbye to Mommy."

"Goodbye, Mommy," the boy mumbled obediently, his head resting on his father's shoulder.

A small head emerged from the hood behind him and echoed, "Goodbye, Mommy."

Xia Sheng initially wanted to pat her sleepy son's head, but when she heard Little Parrot call her "Mommy," she froze.

At home, Little Parrot always argued with the boy about who was the older brother. Xia Sheng had already silently accepted Little Parrot as part of the family, even calling them "big baby" and "little baby."

However, Little Parrot hardly ever called her "Mommy." Standing there, hearing Little Parrot address her as such, Xia Sheng felt an unexpected urge to cry.

Yue Qin carried his two sons out the door. Both children had fallen asleep, and Little Parrot was completely unaware that he had just called Xia Sheng "Mommy."

Along the way, the boy slept in his father's arms, while Little Parrot slept in the boy's hood.

Teacher Liu was a kindergarten teacher who didn't sweat the small stuff. It was no big deal if a child needed to sleep.

Today's activity was about identifying different types of leaves. While other children were busy drawing, Kangkang and Teacher Parrot were sound asleep.

The boy always slept soundly, even in this environment.

He didn't know how much time had passed when Teacher Parrot woke up first. He flapped his wings, flew around the classroom, and turned to see his brother sleeping soundly on the little bed.

Kangkang was in a deep sleep when he vaguely heard someone calling him—

"Brother, brother—"

He struggled to open his eyes, only to see a parrot's face. He mumbled, "Hmm?"

"Brother, I have something important to tell you. Wake up."

Kangkang was too tired. He had only slept for a few hours last night and was now too exhausted to care about anything.

He turned over in bed and continued to sleep.

However, just as his consciousness drifted back into oblivion, he heard the persistent voice again—

"Brother, brother, I have something very important to tell you."

He rolled over again, this time not even bothering to open his eyes. He mumbled, "Brother, let me sleep a little longer. I'm so sleepy."

The voice finally stopped. The boy fell back asleep, his consciousness spreading out in the soft space, unable to gather itself.

"Brother, brother, I have something very important to tell you."

This time, the boy absolutely did not want to wake up. He was too tired. He felt like his consciousness was scattered, unable to focus.

"Boss, boss, it's very important."

The word "Boss" instantly snapped the boy awake. He sat up abruptly and looked at Little Parrot beside him—

"What is it?"

Little Parrot flapped his wings twice and declared seriously, "If you don't let me sleep at night, I won't let you sleep during the day."

Kangkang wanted to cry. Had Little Parrot learned to be mischievous from him?

As Little Parrot spoke, he lay down on the small blanket and fell asleep.

Kangkang looked at the sleeping parrot, his hand twitching with the urge to poke him awake and get revenge.

However, in the end, he just patted Little Parrot's head and let him sleep. He had been too stressed last night.

No adult could face the situation he was in—having his true identity exposed.

If he had maintained his aloofness, it wouldn't have been a big deal. But the truth was, he had been letting his guard down lately.

Once his cover was blown... he couldn't bear to imagine the look in his big, burly dad's eyes and his fierce mom's eyes. How would they perceive all his past actions?

He couldn't imagine it, nor did he dare to think about it further.

Everything now felt like a spiderweb covered in morning dew. The dewdrops were so plump, yet they couldn't withstand the sunlight. Once the sun rose, they would evaporate, and the spiderweb itself was inherently fragile.

The boy sighed. What kind of cruel joke was this?

When Teacher Liu entered the classroom, she saw the boy sitting by the bed, his chin resting on his hand, staring at the bed with a look of anxiety that suggested he was pondering world peace.

Teacher Liu was a little puzzled. As she got closer, she noticed Teacher Parrot sleeping in the bed.

She crouched down and lowered her voice. "Did Teacher Parrot take your bed?"

The boy whispered back, "I'm waiting for Teacher Parrot to wake up."

As they spoke, Teacher Parrot turned over in his sleep. Kangkang immediately pulled Teacher Liu out of the room.

"Let's not disturb his sleep."

Teacher Liu was secretly pleased. She had initially thought Kangkang was a little self-centered, but now it seemed she had misjudged him.

Kangkang thought to himself, if he disturbed Little Parrot's sleep again, the parrot would throw a tantrum, and he wouldn't get any sleep tonight either.

This wasn't the first time Kangkang had encountered such a temperamental child, but it was definitely the first time he had been so tolerant of one.

Perhaps... it was because he was the one in the wrong, having kept the parrot awake all night with his talking.

Kangkang sat on the swing outside and sighed.

Teacher Liu found it strange. She had met Kangkang's parents. His mother was a very gentle woman. She had been busy lately, so the big, burly father had been the one picking up and dropping off Kangkang. But it was clear that the father was also a very good person.

"Teacher Liu, aren't you going to ask me what's wrong?" Kangkang looked up at his kindergarten teacher.

Teacher Liu immediately asked with concern, "What's wrong, Kangkang? Why are you unhappy?"

Her tone was gentle and caring, just like Little Parrot had described. In the eyes of adults, they had to express exaggerated emotions in order to communicate with children.

The boy sighed and said, "I want to ask you something, and you have to be honest with me."

"Go ahead and ask."

The boy glanced at the other children playing happily on the slide in the distance.

"Teacher Liu, do you ever think I'm a little too mature?"

Teacher Liu, who had years of experience dealing with children, immediately sensed the confusion and anxiety in the boy's tone.

She looked at the intelligent boy and said earnestly, "Every child is special. You don't have to set standards for yourself based on what other children are like."

"Teacher, you didn't answer my question," Kangkang reminded her. He sounded quite like a company boss correcting his employee's mistake.

Teacher Liu felt a little pressured by the boy's aura. Although reluctant, her professionalism compelled her to say the right thing. "When you grow up, you'll understand that how you are now is a normal state for a child. You may be different from other children, but you also have many things in common with them."

Kangkang, who had already grown up, recalled his own behavior in front of Teacher Liu. He had been far more arrogant with her than he had been with his big, burly dad.

"Then do you think I'm an adult? Like the girl in 'Orphan,' who looks seven or eight years old but is actually in her twenties?"

Teacher Liu had seen that horror movie. But the question was, why had a four-year-old child seen it? And understood it?

Was that why he was anxious and afraid because of his intelligence and feeling out of place?

Teacher Liu couldn't help but laugh. She decided to be honest. "You may be much smarter than other children, but that doesn't change the fact that you're still a child. I've met so many children, and I can assure you, you're a perfectly normal child. Don't be afraid of your own intelligence or feel like you don't fit in."

Kangkang: "..." He knew he should be touched. After all, even a teacher who interacted with children on a daily basis couldn't tell that he was actually an adult inside.

That meant his big, burly dad would never suspect a thing, especially since he had been "pretending" so well.

However, as a 24-year-old adult, being told so definitively that he was a normal child... Kangkang couldn't help but feel a little offended.

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