Doted on, the president entangled with his little sweet wife

Chapter 530 Jiang Beichen's Taunt
Song Xiaoya left after sending Xiaojie there. The touching scene of the mother and son meeting made her cry a little bit, and it was not suitable for her to stay there all the time.

Always leave some space for the mother and child.

The mother and son hugged each other and cried bitterly, and then began to sit and talk together. After Song Xiaoya left, Feng Shuangshuang suddenly asked Xiaojie, "Xiaojie, do you want to be with your mother forever?"

Xiaojie nodded subconsciously, of course he thought about it, but Dad would definitely not agree.

"Xiaojie, don't worry, mom has a way..."

Song Xiaoya went home except for the restaurant, leaving two bodyguards there, calling back every once in a while to report the situation.

To Song Xiaoya's surprise, Feng Shuangshuang and Xiaojie had been staying in the box of the restaurant since the afternoon and never came out.

Song Xiaoya put down her phone and continued to cook soup.

Seeing that it was time for Jiang Beichen to come home from get off work, Song Xiaoya opened the pot, and the aroma came out.

Satisfied, she took a little bit of it with a spoon, carefully brought it to her mouth and blew it, then wanted to taste it.

Just after taking a sip, Song Xiaoya immediately spat out her hands and began to exhale, "It's so hot..."

At this moment, a pair of hands behind her hugged her waist and whispered in her ear, "Stupid woman!"

How many times has she been scalded on her tongue, but she still doesn't have a long memory, she is so stupid that it makes people feel distressed.

Song Xiaoya pushed the man behind her, "Go out and wait, you can have dinner in 2 minutes."

Jiang Beichen didn't listen to her, but looked into the pot, "Craucian carp soup?"

"Well, is it very fragrant?" Song Xiaoya said proudly.

Jiang Beimo sniffed her hair, "You are more fragrant..."

Song Xiaoya blushed, "Then don't drink the fish soup for a while! I'll let the baby drink your portion too!"

The baby is much more obedient than this man, he doesn't pick anything, and is smart.

"No!" Hearing Song Xiaoya's words, Jiang Beichen immediately frowned, with a displeased expression on his face. How could he give all the soup made by his wife to that brat!
"You said it's not fragrant anymore, why do you still drink it?"

Jiang Beichen buried his face on her neck, "I didn't say it's not delicious, what I said is that you are more fragrant..."

A few minutes later, the servant brought the little guy down for dinner. The family of three sat side by side at the dining table, with Song Xiaoya in the middle.

She first filled a bowl of fish soup and put it in front of the little guy, "Baby, try the soup made by mother, is it delicious?"

Jiang Beichen's face darkened, this woman has become more and more intimate with this brat recently, it seems that she has to teach this brat a lesson again!

When the little guy was about to drink the soup, a big hand suddenly stretched out and took away the soup in front of him.

Jiang Beichen took a sip of the soup with his mouth, and said with satisfaction, "It tastes good!"

The little guy looked angrily at his father who robbed him halfway, and then turned his gaze to his mother, as if he was complaining.

Seeing her son's aggrieved expression, Song Xiaoya immediately became furious, "Jiang Beichen, there is still so much soup in the pot, why are you snatching his son's soup!"

This man is quite old, and he knows how to bully his two-year-old son all day long, doesn't he feel ashamed?

Moreover, the son is different from other children, he will not cry and complain, but he will protest in his own way.

It's like putting bitter melon in Jiang Beichen's rice bowl last time.

And Jiang Beichen would in turn take revenge on his son, and this cycle caused Song Xiaoya to be caught in the middle with endless headaches.

Now that Jiang Beichen has taken his son's job, won't it cause a chain reaction again?

Thinking of this, Song Xiaoya immediately comforted her son, "It's okay, Mom will give the baby another bowl, it must be more than his!"

When Jiang Beichen heard that Song Xiaoya wanted to serve soup for the little guy again, he immediately said to the servant, "Come here and serve soup for the little bastard!"

"Yes, master!" The servant quickly took a bowl of soup and put it in front of the little guy.

The soup was not served by the mother, and the little guy was a little unhappy, but he still drank the soup obediently.

Song Xiaoya breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her son finished drinking, "How is it, is it good?"

The little guy wiped his mouth and said contentedly, "It's delicious."

At this time, Jiang Beichen had already finished the soup, and handed the empty bowl to Song Xiaoya, "One more bowl!"

"Is it that delicious?" Song Xiaoya was delighted to see Jiang Beichen drinking the soup so quickly.It seems that her soup is pretty good, and everyone likes to drink it.

Song Xiaoya took the bowl he sent and gave him another bowl of fish soup.

At this time, the little guy also finished the soup in the bowl, and raised the bowl, "Mom, I want more."

"Okay!" Song Xiaoya smiled, and filled another bowl for the little guy.

As soon as he put it down, Jiang Beichen handed over the bowl again, "One more bowl!"

Song Xiaoya could tell right now that the senior and junior were angry, to see who drank more.

Finally, when the little guy asked for the third bowl, Song Xiaoya said, "Baby, let's drink again next time, it's time to eat!"

The little guy glanced at the provocative Jiang Beichen, and said stubbornly, "Mom, I still want to drink!"

"..." Song Xiaoya was a little surprised to see her son insisting so much.

At this time, Jiang Beichen suddenly put down the bowl in his hand, looked at the brat next to him with contempt, and mocked, "Drink too much, be careful of bedwetting!"

In his black eyes, the mocking expression was undisguised!

Hearing the word bedwetting, the little guy's face immediately turned red, and he covered his face in embarrassment, "I don't know how to wet the bed!"

"Really?" Jiang Beichen raised his eyebrows, and then asked, "Then, who wet the bed the day before yesterday?"

The day before yesterday, until after breakfast, the little guy was still in the room and refused to come out. It wasn't until Song Xiaoya went to the house to find him that he found out that the little guy wet the bed and was ashamed to go out!

Song Xiaoya was afraid that the little guy would be too ashamed, so she comforted him at the time, saying that he is still young, and he will stop wetting the bed when he grows up.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Beichen would say that in front of everyone, laughing at his son.

In his opinion, a brat who wets the bed while sleeping still has the face to compete with him?It's ridiculous!
The little guy was ridiculed by his father, and he lowered his face in shame, his little face turned red, and he didn't dare to raise his head.

In fact, he hadn't wet the bed for a long time. The reason why he wet the bed that day was because he drank too much juice the night before, so he couldn't hold it back.

For this reason, he has been ridiculed by his father for three days, the day before yesterday, yesterday, today, not a single day was spared!
Seeing the little guy's embarrassed look, Song Xiaoya quickly came out to comfort him, "It's not a big deal for a child to wet the bed, just be more careful next time."

(End of this chapter)