Feng Mang by Chai Jidan (English Translation: COMPLETED)

CHAPTER 112

The whole journey from the entrance to the elevator, several people asked Han Dong: "Your son?"

Han Dong can't blame these people since Xixi really did have some semblance to him. Such examples are the small curls and the deep sockets that Wang Zhongding had already discovered, as well as the small yet long tongue that would lick things from time to time... If they knew about Xixi's sleepwalking and six fingers, then Han Dong won't be able to wash the misunderstanding even if he jumps into the Yellow River.

After three consecutive people asked the same question, Xixi eventually lost it and he angrily shot back. "You're his son!"

Hey! Han Dong glared at him, what do you mean by this? Laozi still had not rejected you yet you're being picky with me!

Once inside the elevator, Han Dong was just about to push the floor button when Xixi's hateful hand beat him to it. The number he pressed happened to be the floor where Wang Zhongding's office is located.

Han Dong mischievously patted his head and teasingly said: "Not bad, you still know where your Dad's office is located."

Xixi's learned Wang Zhongding mannerism. He raised his face and said: "Pay attention to your words and actions. You must not say Dad in the company, say Mr. Wang."

Han Dong was happy again. Sure enough, he really is Wang Zhongding's son, small yet difficult to deal with... Only, Xixi's pretentious sternness does not have the same impact as his dad's because of the six little fingers behind his back and the two small curly hairs sticking out of his forehead. It was like Han Don appearance and Wang Zhongding's temperament mixed together, it made Han Dong feel an inexplicable sense of joy.

After reaching Wang Zhongding's office, Xixi first rush in to quickly claim the sofa, so when Han Dong sat on it Xixi immediately used his foot to push Han Dong off.

"Why aren't you letting me take a sit? The sofa is very big." Han Dong asked.

Xixi's face stretched tightly, "Keep your distance."

When Han Dong heard Xixi's tone he knew that the latter knew something about him; nevertheless, he still asked while knowing the answer. "Why should I keep my distance?"

"I don't want Mr. Wang to misunderstand."

Han Dong ridiculed "What to misunderstand? Misunderstand that I am your biological father?"

Xixi's small chest violently moved up and down, "If my Daddy hears you saying these you will be miserable."

"Please, call him Mr. Wang." Han Dong maliciously reminded.

Xixi's cheeks immediately blushed red and the mouth wiggled for a while before unwilling replying: "You're difficult to deal with."

Han Dong burst into loud laughter, this child is so amusing that he couldn't help but want to kiss him. As a result, Xixi's anti-wolf defense is fairly strong and Han Dong was already pushed away by the small hands before he could even get close.

Han Dong snorted coldly, your Dad's defense was unable to stop me yet you still want to fight me...

Consequently, Han Dong took out a piece of candy from his pocket and delivered it to his mouth under Xixi's watchful eyes.

Xixi's small face quickly deflated and his small mouth tightly pursed. This obvious look of wanting to eat but not wanting to admit that he wants to it, this outwardly cold appearance is precisely the same as Wang Zhongding's.

Han Dong deliberately stretched out his tongue and licked around his lips before faintly saying: "My mouth is also sweet!" while inwardly thinking: Child, Uncle is looking down on you. I will paint a cake to satisfy your hunger for cake, quench your thirst by letting you think of plums skill that I use to put great pressure on you Dad! Just like your Dad has those photos, you too can only fantasize about the taste.