495 The Secret About the Past 113 (2/2)

”That's enough, hurry and get back to work. You guys must solve the case handed to you today soon,” Pan Zhenghui prompted.

—

Jin Yiheng witnessed his parents feeding and kissing each other during lunch, as if he was transparent.

He initially thought that he had already gotten used to their public displays of affection. However, he could not tolerate it any further upon noticing his father smooching his mother every now and then.

”Daddy, you didn't even brush your teeth after lunch, yet you keep kissing my Mommy. Aren't you being too unhygienic?”

”What do you know, Little Imp? This is my way of showing your Mommy affection. Besides, your Mommy doesn't think I'm being unhygienic. So, stop being jealous and green with envy. You must be like me when you're older and dote on your future wife. You have to become a role model for other men and the perfect husband, got it?” said Jin Qingyan.

Jin Yiheng rolled his eyes in contempt and criticized, ”Daddy, your method and tricks are outdated. Those are not in trend anymore. What's so great about kissing Mommy all the time like a woodpecker?”

”Wow, my son is all grown up now and knows all about the latest courting tips and tricks. Why don't you teach Daddy how to become a role model for other men?”

Staring at his father, Jin Yiheng walked towards An Xiaoning and said to him, ”Watch me.”

An Xiaoning looked at her son quietly.

”Are you not wearing makeup?” Jin Yiheng asked.

An Xiaoning nodded and asked, ”Do I look ugly without makeup?”

Shaking his head, Jin Yiheng answered, ”How many times must I repeat myself? You look good with or without makeup.”

An Xiaoning was speechless.

”Why aren't you speaking?” he asked in his baby voice.

”I just took a selfie earlier. Do you think I look good?” An Xiaoning asked, handing him her mobile phone.

Jin Yiheng opened the photo to take a look before shaking his head. ”Not really,” he answered.

”I don't?” An Xiaoning asked while Jin Qingyan watched them act out the scene.

”Yes, you don't look good. You don't look as pretty as you are now without makeup,” he answered glibly.

”Son, where did you learn all this sweet talk?” An Xiaoning asked, smiling.

”Mommy, some things are self-taught. I'm not like Daddy, he's already thirty-odd years old, yet all he knows is to kiss and smooch. How corny and old-fashioned.”

Jin Qingyan was speechless.

His son actually despised him!

Indeed, he had surpassed his father!

”Son, do you want a younger brother?”

”I only want a younger sister, not a brother.”

”Why?” Jin Qingyan asked, thinking that his son probably wants to be a heroic older brother to his younger sister whom he wanted to protect.

In reality, he was utterly wrong.

”If Mommy gives birth to another son again, there'll be three men and only one woman in the house. I already can't stand having to share Mommy with you. If I have to share her with another brother, I'll have even lesser alone time with Mommy,” Jin Yiheng answered.

”You won't get the chance to spend time alone with your Mommy even without another brother. Go look for Xiaoxi and the rest to play with you.”

Upon sight of him standing up, Jin Yiheng asked, ”Daddy, are you and Mommy going to have your private time in your bedroom again?”

Jin Qingyan turned around and shot his son a glance, as if to say: ”Daddy has some important business to get down to. You're not allowed to tag along, otherwise, you shall face dire consequences.”

Jin Yiheng stared blankly as his father dragged his Mommy upstairs while he sat alone on the couch, bored out of his wits. He felt as if his presence was not significant to his parents at all.