Chapter 10: This dad is simply an all‑capable dad

The next morning.

Xiao Ming woke up very early and came to the living room early.

Wen Yuchun and Wen Jingrou shared a room, while Wen Yunzhe slept on the living room sofa.

His son's sleeping posture is really not good.

He sprawled out like an octopus; the autumn weather was quite cool, and the blanket had been kicked all the way under the sofa.

Xiao Ming sighed helplessly and covered Wen Yunzhe with the blanket.

Last night, he had a long chat with several of the children.

Wen Jingrou and Wen Yuchun, the two sisters, are sensible and strong, truly thoughtful and warm-hearted.

Wen Yunzhe appears somewhat arrogant, with an arrogant temperament.

However, it's not beyond hope; after all, he's just a twenty-something kid, so from now on, I'll discipline him properly.

Seeing that the time was about right, he went to the kitchen.

He began to make breakfast.

When Xiao Ming has free time, he likes to cook and tend to flowers.

The family hired an international chef; he has good talent, and after the chef briefly explained something to him, he learned it.

Not long after, he cooked a pot of golden millet porridge, stir-fried a few dishes; they looked good, and the taste was, needless to say, excellent.

"Huh? What smells so fragrant?"

Asleep, Wen Yunzhe was awakened by the aroma of Xiao Ming's food drifting from his dream; he stumbled groggily to the kitchen, saw the few dishes Xiao Ming had made that looked good and smelled incredibly fragrant, and was extremely surprised.

Even his drowsiness fled in fright; he hurriedly went to call Wen Yuchun and Wen Jingrou, the two sisters.

Soon after, Wen Yuchun and Wen Jingrou were summoned by him; seeing the table set with fragrant porridge and dishes, the two sisters were overjoyed.

"Good heavens, Dad, I never expected you to be this good at cooking."

The two sisters couldn't help but reach out, grab some vegetables, and put them in their mouths, then exclaimed in amazement: "Fragrant, so fragrant."

"The taste isn't bad, right?" Confident in his cooking skills, Xiao Ming said: "Hurry up and wash up, then come eat."

While having breakfast.

Wen Yunzhe didn't say a word.

He hadn't even recognized his father yet when he was first slapped, and he's still feeling a bit resentful.

Fortunately, Dad's cooking is decent; he remembers the food but not the hit.

The vegetables on the plate were quickly wiped out by the siblings.

Fortunately, Xiao Ming made a lot, so there's still some left in the pot.

"Dad, let me go."

Wen Jingrou hurriedly rose, carrying the plate to the kitchen to serve more food: "These chores, just let me and Yuchun handle them."

"Dad, your cooking is truly excellent; this is the most delicious breakfast I've ever had in my life."

"From now on, whenever I have time, I'll make it for you all."

Seeing the children eat with relish, Xiao Ming also felt happy.

At that moment, Wen Jingrou suddenly burst into tears.

"Jingrou, why are you crying?" Seeing his daughter cry, Xiao Ming was instantly at a loss.

Unexpectedly, Wen Yuchun also burst into tears.

"We have, we have the feeling of being loved by a father; it's too happy."

Wen Yuchun, wiping her tears, said: "I, we can finally eat the food that Dad made for us."

"So that's how it is."

Xiao Ming let out a sigh of relief; at the same time, he felt deeply moved—his absence in the children's world has been too severe.

From now on, he resolved to treat the children twice as well.

Xiao Ming thought to himself.

After finishing breakfast.

Wen Yuchun and Wen Jingrou, the two sisters, cleared the bowls and chopsticks.

Xiao Ming wanted to help, but the two sisters wouldn't let him, and instead had him sit in the living room to drink tea.

Wen Yunzhe, curled up on the sofa, was holding his phone and playing a game.

"Your debts have always been paid off by your two sisters, right?"

Xiao Ming glanced at him and asked.

Wen Yunzhe, who was intensely engrossed in his game, upon hearing this, his face darkened instantly; after a moment of silence, he said resentfully: "When I earn money in the future, I'll give double to the two of them."

"Is that so?"

Xiao Ming hadn't forgotten how Wen Yuchun, in order to earn more money, shared a set of luxury jewelry and a set of high-end cosmetics with a bunch of girls for photo shoots.

He sneered: "Your two sisters work themselves to death every day to pay off your debts, yet you just laze around at home like a vampire—what's your face for?"

"You're the one who owes money, yet you hide at home like a turtle pulling its head in, letting your two sisters shield you from wind and rain—this is utterly useless."

"But…" Wen Yunzhe wanted to retort, but since Xiao Ming was right, he had no strength to argue.

He wanted to pull himself together, hurry up and earn money to repay the debt so his two sisters could live well, but earning 1.3 million is no easy feat.

Just thinking about those things makes his mindset collapse.

Sometimes he thinks it would be better to just end it all.

Seeing Wen Yunzhe not speaking, Xiao Ming sighed helplessly and shook his head: "Give me your card number."

"What, what are you doing?" Wen Yunzhe suddenly looked at Xiao Ming.

"I'll give you money; first pay off what you owe—we can't keep letting your two sisters work so hard to repay your debts, can we?"

"I, I..."

Wen Yunzhe lowered his head.

"A grown man should handle things straightforwardly; this money counts as you borrowing from me." Xiao Ming said firmly.

"Fine, I'll consider it borrowing from you. Once I earn the money I'll pay you back—in two years, I'll definitely be able to repay you." Wen Yunzhe said solemnly, as if he had made a great decision.

This attitude pleased Xiao Ming quite a bit.

Judging by appearances, Wen Yunzhe still has a decent nature.

Wen Yunzhe gave his bank account number, and Xiao Ming immediately transferred one million three hundred thousand to his card.

Staring at the string of numbers after the word "balance" in the message, Wen Yunzhe didn't snap out of it for a long time.

One million three hundred thousand—is this real?

"Yuchun told me you're working as a driver for a big boss."

"What she said is what she said; there are some things I'll gradually tell you all about." Xiao Ming said ambiguously.

Afterwards, he didn't forget to instruct Wen Yunzhe: "As for the money, for now don't tell the two of them; telling them later won't be too late."

"Okay, I'll write you an IOU."

Wen Yunzhe's eyes reddened with emotion; over the past six months, this debt had worried him to the point of near explosion.

Now the debt matter is considered settled.

"No need for an IOU."

Xiao Ming waved his hand and got up to go to the kitchen.

Soon, laughter and chatter from Xiao Ming and the two sisters came from the kitchen.

Wen Yunzhe stared at the message, feeling deeply moved.

Is he dreaming?

Having just recognized his biological father less than a day ago, the father so readily transferred over one million to him.

"Actually, having a father is pretty nice."

Wen Yunzhe muttered to himself, then suddenly burst into laughter.

Xiao Ming's company affairs don't require his excessive involvement; Wen Jingrou and Wen Yuchun, the two sisters, because they have their father's company, also don't want to work—father and sons, father and daughters, a few of them simply stick together all day, enjoying family bliss.

Wen Jingrou and Wen Yuchun had already been greatly shocked by Xiao Ming's cooking skills; in the following days of getting along, the two sisters were repeatedly stunned by Xiao Ming.

Wen Yuchun learned that their father actually knows the languages of five countries.

He is versed in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting—skilled in all.

This father is practically an all‑capable dad.