The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince! Chapter 813 - Can I Get a Gigolo Once You’re Gone? (10)

“Say that again! I dare you!”

Those words sounded as if they were being squeezed out through his teeth.

“If you can have another woman, why can’t I have a gigolo?” Su Xiaomo was being unreasonable.

“Heh.”

“What are you laughing about?” Su Xiaomo was confused.

He Jiayu lowered his head and bit her soft chest. “You’re not getting out of bed tomorrow!”

“You beast! How can you get it up with a pregnant woman?!” Su Xiaomo shrieked, but that was soon replaced by broken moans…

One could faintly make out words like “Cutie He, you’re a pervert” or “shame on you, Cutie He”…

In the end, it became a loud “He Jiayu! You’re heartless!”

It was a long, noisy night.

–

An Xiaxia was only half-awake when Sheng Yize pulled her out of bed.

“Let me sleep…” She tugged at his sleeve, looking quite pitiful.

Sheng Yize cajoled her patiently, “There, there. I’m taking you out. Staying at home all the time isn’t good for your health.”

An Xiaxia pursed her lips and sulked.

Sheng Yize sat her down on his lap and fed her himself.

The a.s.sistant, who had come over to deliver some files, was astonished by what he saw.

His boss was the man! He was like the ultimate uxorious husband!

“Mr. Sheng… Please go over these contracts today and fax or send the hard copies back to me,” said Jiang, the a.s.sistant, politely. He took the opportunity to steal a glance at An Xiaxia.

Seeing that someone else was here, An Xiaxia was fl.u.s.tered. “Put me down…”

Sheng Yize ignored her request. Flipping through the files, he asked casually, “Is the porridge too hot?”

“No…”

“Have some more, then.”

He raised the spoon to An Xiaxia’s mouth.

An Xiaxia was going to say something when a small steamed bun was stuffed into her mouth, stopping whatever she was going to say.

Her cheeks flushed. She felt so bashful being this intimate in front of an outsider!

Sheng Yize darted a glance at Jiang and the latter got the hint immediately. Bowing a little, he said, “I’m needed back at the office. I’m off!”

“Hm, go ahead.” Sheng Yize nodded approvingly and Jiang eyed him expectantly.

Aww! Will I get a pay rise for this?

Aww! Boss! Please look at me!

Maybe his gaze was too intense, but Sheng Yize did indeed turn to look at him. “Well — Jiang, you’ve been performing outstandingly recently. I’m giving you…”

He paused in mid-sentence and Jiang looked up with sparkling eyes, expecting the words “a pay rise.”

“I’m giving you an extra chicken leg in your packed lunch today.” Sheng Yize finished the rest of the sentence in one go and Jiang looked as dejected as a deflated balloon.

“Oh… Thank you, Mr. Sheng.” He then scuffed his way out.

An Xiaxia couldn’t help but comment sarcastically, “That was so mean of you, getting his hopes up and then letting him down…”

“That’s nothing compared with what someone else does all the time: getting me excited and then leaving me hanging.” Sheng Yize was always ready for a spot of bickering.

Pfft —

An Xiaxia was clever enough to end that conversation right there.

After breakfast, Sheng Yize drove them to the place he said he was showing her.

“Qixia High? Why did you bring me here?” An Xiaxia was confused.

Touching the velvet box in his pocket, Sheng Yize gave her an indecipherable smile. “We’re here to do something we didn’t get to do back then…”