357 Son, Ism Your Father 11 (1/2)
”Since you don't agree to it, we won't give you a second name then. We'll maintain the status quo.”
”How are you going to answer when others ask about why your son doesn't share the same last name as you?” asked a delighted An Youqing.
”I'll decline to answer.”
”No, you must. How are you going to answer?” An Youqing insisted.
”I'll just say that my son and his mother both refuse to let him take my last name. What else can I do?”
A gleeful smile formed on An Youqing's face as he said, ”So don't let Mommy cry again in the future.”
”Did she cry a lot when she was abroad with you?”
”No, but you made Mommy cry for a very long while last night. Don't think I don't know.”
Last night? Did she? Jin Qingyan wondered in puzzlement as he recalled the events which took place the night before.
”Why didn't I know about that?”
”You still refuse to admit it. I went to your bedroom this morning and there were so many clumps of tissue paper on the floor. Wasn't it because Mommy cried a lot?”
Jin Qingyan was momentarily speechless.
”Um… that… that really wasn't because your Mommy cried…” Jin Qingyan stuttered, unsure of how to explain the situation.
”Don't think I'm ignorant just because I'm young. I know everything. Forget about deceiving me.”
”Daddy's not lying to you. Think about it, it took me so much effort to woo your mother and you back. Why would I let Mommy cry? Well, about those tissues… um… those are because Daddy and Mommy are trying to give you a little Brother or Sister. Son, tell Daddy, would you like to have a younger brother or sister?” Jin Qingyan asked in all seriousness.
His question had managed to distract An Youqing.
”I want both.”
”What if you can only choose one?”
”I can't decide. I'll have whatever you give birth to,” said An Youqing, appearing to be stuck in a dilemma.
”If you want a younger sibling, then I'll need your cooperation, Son.”
”How can I cooperate?”
”You'll have to sleep alone in your room from now on.”Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click for visiting.
An Youqing turned to face him and said, ”I still want to sleep together with Mommy.”
”That's impossible.”
They soon arrived at the hair salon.
It was a salon Jin Qingyan frequented. Upon sight of him, the owner of the salon quickly greeted him warmly with a smile, ”You're here for a haircut, Mr. Jin?”
”Not me. Please give him a nice haircut.”
The owner looked down at An Youqing and was momentarily stunned. ”Mr. Jin, this is your…”
”My son.”
”No wonder he resembles you so much. How secretive of you, Mr. Jin. Your son is already grown up yet this is the first time I heard of his existence.” The owner then handed a hairstyle catalogue to Jin Qingyan and said, ”Pick one. These are all hairstyles that are suitable for children.”
Pointing at one of the hairstyles, Jin Qingyan said, ”This one.”
”Alright. Come, take a seat here please, Little Sir.”
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By the time An Xiaoning completed an hour of yoga and a 30-minute bath afterwards, Jin Qingyan and An Youqing were still yet to come home.
Thus, she decided to lie in bed to catch up on some reading.
She had long finished reading the two books given to her by old Mr. Gu and had in fact memorized their content by heart.
At the moment, she was reading some books about law and justice. She felt that doing so would give her an advantage since she ought to be well versed in the country's laws and regulations in order to perform her task as a police investigator well.
Knock! knock!
”Ms. An, you have an urgent mail,” said Auntie Chen, who was knocking on the door outside her bedroom.
”Alright.” An Xiaoning put down her book and got out of bed to open the door.
After taking the letter from Auntie Chen, An Xiaoning could tell at one glance that the name of the sender was fake. It was simply too obvious.