Attack of the Adorable Kid: President Daddy's Infinite Pampering

A few seconds later, Nurse Xiaohua shook her head and responded, “No, no, the most beautiful and handsome are mother and son… Actually, I wanted to ask you. Xiaojie darling, does your most beautiful Mommy have a boyfriend now?”

This set the alarm bells ringing in Xiaojie.

All these nurses, after eleven had confessed to him, ten of them would inquire about his Pretty Zhizhi indirectly.

Fortunately, he had already found a backing for Pretty Zhizhi.

Xiaojie smiled brightly. “Yes, and he’s super handsome, cool, just like my Ultraman.”

Nurse Xiaomei was slightly disappointed. She wanted to introduce Miss Nan to her cousin who had just returned from abroad.

“Let me see the Ultraman your Mommy found next time, okay?”

Xiaojie made an OK gesture coolly.

After the nurses had taken Xiaojie’s temperature and left, he glanced at his mommy’s cell phone on the cupboard.

Pretty Zhizhi had gone to Uncle Junyuan’s office to talk about his illness so he expected that she would not be back for awhile.

Xiaojie then looked at Mrs Zhou who was on the balcony hanging clothes. He quickly picked up the phone on the cupboard.

His little white finger clicked a few times on the screen and easily released the password lock.

Under his guidance that morning, Uncle Cool had requested to add Pretty Zhizhi.

Xiaojie opened the WeChat page and saw a new friend request in Pretty Zhizhi’s address book. He clicked on it.

He almost laughed out loud.

Uncle Cool is too lame!

It was not surprising that she had not accepted his request.

Uncle Cool’s WeChat name was a full stop.

Profile photo… Xiaojie clicked on it and could not help but roll his little eyes.

A sharp knife, the sheath casted from pure gold was inlaid with precious gems. The tip of the knife emitting a cold light under the golden rays of light. It was a morbid, chilling image that wasn’t at all appealing.

It was no wonder a woman would not accept his request with this type of Wechat name and profile photo!

That was also the reason Pretty Zhizhi did not respond to him. It was surprisingly she even left his friend request there and did not reject him outright!

If it was him, he would not have want to respond to a sharp knife that could have frightened anyone to death.

Xiaojie thought contemptuously that without him, this little angel, Uncle Cool would not have any chance to even think of adding his Pretty Zhizhi. Xiaojie shook his head at his own sacrifice. Uncle Cool is lucky he is almost as handsome as me! Otherwise there is no way I would help him.

Xiaojie moved his little finger, clicked on the green button to accept and then clicked finish.

A full stop with a sharp knife next to it now lay in Pretty Zhizhi’s friends list.

Hee hee.

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1997 was a high end clubhouse only the upper class could enter and leave.

Inside a big and luxurious room, a group of people were indulging themselves in the lap of luxury, feasting in revelry as well as indulging in sensual pleasures.

They were scattered around the room, having drinking competitions, singing, playing billiards, dancing with sexy women, and any female star present felt honored to be called here by these people.

One of the young models could not help but look at Lan Yanzhi. She twisted her slender waist and approached him. Lan Yanzhi did not have the mood to play with women tonight. As soon as the young model drew near, he pushed her away with no tenderness and moved to Mu Sihan’s side.

The spaces surrounding Mu Sihan were quiet. No woman dared to talk to him without his signal allowing them to do so.

Especially tonight. As soon as he entered the room, he emanated a dangerous aura that kept people away. Even if many celebrities and young models wanted to climb onto him, they did not dare go close with his murderous gaze warning them off.

Mu Sihan leaned on the sofa, a cigar in his thin lips and two long legs on the coffee table. His posture was lazy, his eyes slightly lowered, his jaw tight, giving his handsome face a wild yet beautiful appearance.

Lan Yanzhi looked at the man beside him with that face that was popular with both men and women. He laughed devilishly. “Fourth Brother, you give off an otherworldly look, but you don’t know how many of these women who came tonight want to eat you up.”

Mu Sihan blew out a mouthful of smoke, and said indifferently, “What does that have to do with me?”