One Child Two Treasures: The Billionaire Chief’s Good Wife

He withdrew his previous kingly aura and morphed himself into an adorable fairy in an instant.
He stretched his hand out to tug at her shirt’s hemline affectionately.

She scrutinized the play of emotions on his face and, all of a sudden, questioned him with uncertainty.
“Darling, what were you actually doing moments ago?”

Feeling slightly nervous, he pretended to be ignorant and replied, “I… I wasn’t doing anything.”

He cautiously stole a glance at the man, yet he met with a look in return, which seemed to indicate: ‘I know what you’re doing.’

He shuddered.

His mommy did not know of things that required a deeper understanding; thus, she could not comprehend his moves just then.

The man was different, though.

Even if he could not figure out what was displayed, he should be able to grasp the meaning of his words.

The little lad was a little worried.

Earlier, the situation was so nerve-racking and intense that he could not spare some energy to keep watch of his surroundings.
Hence, he did not notice when they opened the door and entered the study room.

He did not even catch the sound of their footsteps.

“Really?”

Scrutinizing his guilt-ridden face, she was rather doubtful of her son’s claim.
“I just heard you say something along the line of ‘seeking their death’.”

Her son was her lovely, caring, little deity.
How was it possible for him to spout such vicious words?

He instantly suffered from a brain crash.

After careful deliberation, he rushed to explain.
“No! Mommy, don’t let your thoughts run wild! Youyou is playing a game!”

“What game?”

“Red Alert!”

He clarified.
“It’s a strategy game.”

“You also said something about the Pentagon…”

“This game is supposed to be played like that.
One wins after conquering the Pentagon.” He cleared it up as he broke into cold sweat.

He kept observing the man’s expression.

Mommy might not comprehend, but this man surely could.