Chapter 137: Distrust

Nangong Cangming wore gloves and peeled shrimp unhurriedly, placing the freshly peeled shrimp into Qin Shu's bowl. Hearing this, he lowered his head to glance at Nangong Jin, raising an eyebrow: "That's great."

"I won't have to raise you anymore."

"Do you know how much you can eat?"

"Every single day you're causing trouble for me; your uncle can't afford to raise you."

Nangong Cangming finished peeling the shrimp, took off his gloves, and spoke expressionlessly: "The baby is already four years old, you can go wander the world now."

Raising one Nangong Jin in the Nangong Family is comparable to raising all four of them brothers.

Nangong Cangming was even puzzled as to how the Nangong Family's bloodline could produce a little rascal and demon king like Nangong Jin.

Upon hearing this, Nangong Jin gave a cheeky grin, looking at Nangong Cangming with a playful face. His chubby little hands immediately hugged his thigh, and he used a high-pitched, affected voice: "Uncle, keep raising me a little longer."

He blinked his large eyes, looking at Nangong Cangming with a face full of longing, the little guy still using his affected voice: "Baby is very easy to raise, just give me something tasty to eat."

That affected, high-pitched tone was practically overflowing.

Nangong Jin was young, but he wasn't stupid. When he was three, the Nangong Family tested his IQ; his IQ was comparable to that of a top-tier genius youth, an existence almost like a monstrous child.

Aside from Qin Shu's eldest uncle, the most profitable person in the Nangong Family is Nangong Cangming, who follows the eldest uncle in business and has the most money. Every year, Nangong Jin can get so, so much pocket money from Nangong Cangming.

He wants his uncle to raise him, to follow by his uncle's side for a lifetime!

Nangong Jin hugged the man's thigh: "Ying ying ying~ Baby can't live without Uncle."

Nangong Cangming: "........."

Nangong Cangming disgustedly plucked him off: "Are you unable to live without me, or unable to live without my money?"

Nangong Jin: "Of course it's... you!"

Nangong Cangming was speechless and looked up at Qin Shu: "See that? Your son isn't as fragile as you thought."

"He'll call anyone mother who gives him milk."

Nangong Cangming said: "If he were ever kidnapped by kidnappers, it's hard to say who would be the unlucky one."

Qin Shu looked at this little live treasure in front of her, smiling with her eyes curved; he really has been raised very well by the Nangong Family.

"His personality is very good; he won't be bullied by others."

Qin Shu's eyes grew moist as she looked at the little guy's chubby cheeks: "You all have raised him very well."

Nangong Jin has a completely different personality from his older brother Gu Yichen; if possible, she also wishes that Chenchen could be like Jinbao.

Old Madam Nangong glanced at Nangong Jin and didn't tell Qin Shu that back then, they also thought this child wouldn't make it. He was skin and bones, relying on nutrient solution every day to sustain his life, so thin he was just skin wrapped around bone.

During that time, Nangong Yan was so heartbroken she shed tears every day.

Nangong Yan called out to Nangong Jin: "Jinbao, call me Mommy."

Nangong Jin was hugging his uncle's thigh; hearing his great-grandmother's words, he raised his eyes to look at Qin Shu, then turned his head away, refusing to call out: "Hmph hmph hmph."

The little guy refused to call out.

Qin Shu didn't force him either, raising her hand to stroke his head: "It's okay, Mommy is back now."

"Son, we have a long road ahead of us."

Qin Shu smiled: "Whenever you want to call me that, we'll call it then."

Hearing this, Nangong Jin turned his head back to look at Qin Shu, quite surprised; he thought she would be angry.

And then force him to call her Mommy.

He didn't call her Mommy, yet she actually wasn't angry.

Many women outside know that Nangong Jin is the Nangong Family's golden nugget, know that he has no father or mother, and is kept by Nangong Cangming's side year-round, raised just like his own son.

Nangong Cangming has money and looks, is handsome, and is a "diamond bachelor," so there are many people who want to be his mother.

Nangong Jin refuses to call them that, and when those women are alone with him, they eventually get very angry, wanting to hit him, threaten him, and pinch his face.

However, he bit them all.

Nangong Jin hates nothing more in his life than others threatening him or pointing fingers at him while speaking.

Nangong Jin won't give a good look to anyone who bullies him.

But this beautiful woman in front of him seems a bit different from them.

Nangong Jin's eyeballs rolled around; he glanced at Nangong Cangming and Nangong Yan, and let out a cold snort in his heart.

He thought: It must be because Great-Grandmother and Uncle are here that she is acting so nice to me.

Those pretty sisters from before were all like that; once Great-Grandmother and Uncle were gone, they would change their faces.

Nangong Jin sat in his chair, and a servant brought him his special small rice bowl. Nangong Jin glanced at the shrimp in Qin Shu's bowl, and using his chopsticks, he snatched all the shrimp from her bowl in one go.

Seeing the shrimp he had peeled for his sister being snatched away by this brat Nangong Jin, Nangong Cangming's face immediately darkened.

Just as he was about to scold him, Old Madam Nangong gave him a look and shook her head at Nangong Cangming, signaling him not to interfere.

Qin Shu just returned, and Nangong Jin is now over four years old; he is much more intelligent than his peers. Having lacked maternal love for these years, it is not so easy to get him to completely and truly accept Qin Shu.

Nangong Jin had never seen Qin Shu since birth; this was the first time he had seen her since he grew up.

It would be impossible for any child to accept that they have a mother so quickly and be able to call out affectionately.

It was even more impossible for this little tyrannosaurus, Nangong Jin.

The matter of this mother and son still needs to be resolved by them themselves.

She believes Qin Shu can be a good mother.

Seeing the little guy take all the shrimp from her bowl, Qin Shu was surprised for a moment. Seeing her stunned, Nangong Jin sneered in his heart: Look, look, she's definitely going to get angry right away.

Can't keep up the act anymore, right?

Qin Shu looked at him in surprise: "Jinbao, can you eat that many shrimp?"

Nangong Jin gripped his chopsticks, looking proud and arrogant: "Of course!"

"You really like eating shrimp?"

"Mm-hmm!"

Nonsense!

Qin Shu put on her gloves and picked up a shrimp: "Mom will peel some more for you."

"Jinbao, what else do you like to eat?"

Nangong Jin's hand holding the chopsticks paused, and his pair of pitch-black eyes stared at Qin Shu, his gaze filled with confusion and bewilderment.

Why was she asking this?

Out of basic politeness, Nangong Jin still told Qin Shu.

Qin Shu remembered them all.

Nangong Cangming added a sentence: "He loves braised pork the most."

Nangong Jin had not told Qin Shu this; he had done it on purpose.

Why should he tell her everything he liked to eat?

Now that it had been blurted out by Nangong Cangming, he looked at his uncle, puffed up with anger, his eyes wide as he accused him of not being on his side.

Nangong Cangming ate his meal nonchalantly, pretending not to see.

Qin Shu watched the little fellow looking like a little pufferfish from anger, couldn't help but purse her lips and smile, and whispered: "Mom also really likes eating braised pork."

"As expected of the cub I gave birth to."

"Our hobbies are even the same."

Nangong Jin was struck by the phrase in Qin Shu's mouth, as expected of my cub, my cub...

She said he was her cub.

The little fellow's face turned bright red upon hearing this, his heart rate accelerated, and he buried his head to start devouring his food frantically.

Nonsense, he was not her cub; he was his own person.