Mo Yinhe laughed heartily, hugging the chubby child, his laughter filled with both pleasure and a touch of sorrow.
To think there's a child in this world unwilling to be Mo Yinhe's son, needing to be bribed! He felt defeated yet happy, holding the chubby child with such affection. Pointing at Si Mingjing, he said, "Call her Mommy."
"Huh?" Si Mingjing and the chubby child exclaimed in unison.
"Uncle, what's in it for me?"
"From now on, you'll have meat whenever you want it."
Mo Yinhe knew well this child's two greatest loves in life: piloting spaceships and meat!
The chubby child, forced to diet every day and resort to stealing meat, patted his round belly. He thought for a moment, then abandoned his principles. "Mommy!"
Si Mingjing felt a mix of embarrassment and a tiny surge of joy. Glancing at Mo Yinhe, she asked, "What nonsense are you teaching the child?"