Domineering CEO Is My Son

In the living room, the mother and son started like this--

Every time Little Kangkang cooed, he would explain what it meant.

By the end, they were communicating entirely in coos.

Mr. Kang finished washing the pea shoots and arranged them neatly in the drain basket next to him.

The mushrooms, potatoes, lettuce leaves, and baby cabbage had already been washed.

Mr. Kang couldn't help but listen to the sounds outside. Little Kangkang had run to the balcony and called in a bird. There were coos and chirps.

Xia Sheng began to have a simple conversation with it.

Mr. Kang silently poured the mushrooms in and washed them again.

Yue Qin noticed that even though this person had grown up, he still hadn't changed his habit of wanting to wash something when he was unhappy.

Mr. Kang washed the mushrooms and listened to the conversation outside. "Perfect pitch is really good," he said.

Yue Qin sliced the fresh lamb into paper-thin slices as he spoke. "We also have our own talents."

Big Kangkang wanted to communicate with animals at this moment. What a cool skill!

"Such as?"

"You have a good business mind and management skills. I can make wine, cook, and play games…"

"I can play games too. You play X-Soldier King, right? I play that game too." Mr. Kang still remembered that he had logged into the game at their house before and Yue Qin had found out.

"Did you get the Soldier King title?" Yue Qin asked.

Big Kangkang said, "Those titles are all empty. What matters is the process."

At this time, they saw the bird outside puff up its feathers and become round. Not only that, but it also chirped and called a few other birds over.

The kitchen duo immediately stopped what they were doing and went to see what was going on.

Little Kangkang explained in a small voice--

"They're arguing--"

The kitchen duo was stunned. Didn't they just learn a few words? How could they already be arguing?

The little master of arguments instantly wanted to join in. "What are they arguing about?" he asked.

"Pigeon No. 1 said that humans can't beat birds. Mom said they could, and then they started arguing. Then Pigeon No. 1 called the other two over to argue together."

Mr. Kang instantly understood. This was the first diplomatic interaction between humans and animals. It involved the dignity of mankind. Absolutely no backing down!

Yue Qin glanced at his wife. She clearly enjoyed watching the angry birds puff up their feathers.

Finally, after the argument was over, Xia Sheng sprinkled a handful of millet, and the group of puffed-up birds stopped puffing up.

Mr. Kang watched this scene.

If he understood animal language, he would have known what the three birds were discussing in the dead of night every day.

But it didn't stop everyone from eating copper pot clear soup mutton hot pot together. The master still didn't come in the end, but he did call.

He found a job. This time, the job was not bad. Not only did it include food and accommodation, but the salary was also very high.

The thin slices of lamb were briefly scalded in the soup, then rolled in the sauce.

Mr. Kang narrowed his eyes and relaxed with satisfaction.

It was as if this was how a day should end.

A carefully prepared dinner, a steaming hot pot, and people to eat with.

The small dining room was filled with a relaxing atmosphere. Every inch of breath was so comfortable.

Outside, it had begun to rain heavily. Xia Sheng glanced out and said with relief, "It's a good thing I took in the clothes and quilt."

Xia Sheng was in charge of the clothes and quilt at home. It might be because she could only wear those two or three pieces of clothing when she was a child, which made her love these things very much.

Mr. Kang also glanced out and frowned.

"It's really raining heavily."

It was raining so heavily that Big Kangkang ended up sleeping in the study.

It was originally a three-bedroom apartment. The study had a bed, but it was removed when the study was renovated.

So, the three adults and one child had to assemble this bed--

Looking at the pile of wood, the three adults were confused--

"Can this really be assembled?" Xia Sheng was the first to speak, then looked at Yue Qin, who was the best at handiwork.

Yue Qin tried to assemble it for a bit, then stood up, patted Big Kangkang on the shoulder, and said, "The sofa is also a good place."

This familiar feeling.

Yes, this was the real fatherly love in the world.

Big Kangkang looked at the sofa and decided to fight for himself. "I'll try."

Mr. Kang was a man who owned all kinds of Legos and figures. It only took him ten minutes to escape the fate of sleeping on the sofa.

So, that night, as heavy rain poured outside, Mr. Kang lay in the study, unable to sleep.

There seemed to be someone moving around outside. Mr. Kang immediately got up and found Yue Qin on the sofa looking at his phone.

Mr. Kang was stunned for a moment. He walked over and realized he was playing a game!

Yue Qin was startled at first, but when he saw it was him, he relaxed and said, "You can't sleep either?"

He had realized some problems at the company today and was a little annoyed. He couldn't sleep at night, so he simply got up.

Mr. Kang sat down next to him and asked, "Which server are you on?"

"Team up?"

"Sure."

As Yue Qin said this, he glanced at the bedroom and said, "It's okay to play games at home, but don't let your m- Xia Sheng know. We have to play secretly."

Yue Qin had reminded him twice, so it seemed he really couldn't let Xia Sheng know.

Mr. Kang nodded.

The two of them quickly started playing. As they were playing, they heard a low, angry voice. "You're playing games."

Mr. Kang instantly took the phone from his father's hand. "He's watching me play."

Yue Qin was also dumbfounded when his phone was snatched away. "…"

Xia Sheng took the two phones and looked at the pages on them. Her expression became serious and cold.

Big Kangkang's heart skipped a beat. It was over. They were going to fight!

Who should he help? Who should he help later? Could he stand aside and not help anyone?

Yue Qin sighed and handed the phone to Xia Sheng. "I only played this once."

Xia Sheng took the phone and started playing. Bang, bang, bang! She started sniping at the opponents.

Big Kangkang was dumbfounded.

Yue Qin said, "Once she starts playing games, she becomes particularly violent and has to win. So she always has to play until she gets the Soldier King title before she's willing to stop."

Mr. Kang was flabbergasted, but was soon reminded by Xia Sheng, "Focus!"

So the three of them sat on the sofa and started playing games together. As they played, they chatted--

At first, it was all--

"There's someone! Help me!"

"Coming, coming! Stop yelling!"

"There are supplies here! Come on, come on!"

"I need a gun!"

Gradually, it became--

Mr. Kang: "What are we having for dinner tomorrow? There's fresh beef, lamb, and chicken. I just bought a farm."

Yue Qin: "The company is going to develop a farm?"

Mr. Kang: "No, I bought it privately." After all, he didn't want to be accused of ordering eagles to steal chickens from farms.

Moreover, the farm had set up countless traps to catch those two chicken thieves.

Xia Sheng thought for a moment and said, "Anything is fine." She wasn't picky about food. Ever since Yue Qin learned how to cook, she had never been picky about food again.

"Then I'll bring whatever."

There was really a bit of a good friend atmosphere between the three of them.

Finally, Mr. Kang was so sleepy that his eyelids could barely stay open. Xia Sheng abandoned them because they were too weak and were holding her back. She teamed up with someone else.

At two in the morning, Xia Sheng finally reached the top and was willing to go to bed.

The only thought in Mr. Kang's sleepy mind was--

He would never play games with the violent mother again. When she played games, she was a real violent mother.

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