Addicted to My Cutie and Sweetie
Chapter 97 Genetic Mutation?

Chapter 97: Chapter 97 Genetic Mutation?

A small hand was still holding onto his finger.

This was probably the difference between daughters and sons.

He had also put that brat to sleep before, but once the brat fell asleep, he would only turn his butt towards him.

Qin Nanyu put down the storybook, gently lifted his hand, and extracted his finger from Ji Xingyao’s palm, tucking her in properly.

Sitting by the bed, staring at the Little Glutinous Rice Dumpling in the bed who looked as innocent as a little angel while sleeping, for some reason, the face of that woman Ji Weitian suddenly flashed through his mind.

Qin Nanyu was momentarily dazed for a second.

When he realized he was actually thinking about a troublemaker, his brow furrowed slightly.

Bending down, he placed a kiss on Little Glutinous Rice Dumpling’s forehead and whispered with barely parted lips, "Sweetheart, good night."

Just as he was about to stand up, he heard Little Glutinous Rice Dumpling stir in the cocoon of blankets and mumble discontentedly, "Mommy, how many times have I told you... don’t call me sweetheart, I’m four years old..."

Qin Nanyu was taken aback, but then a doting smile curved his lips.

He stepped out of the room.

The butler was already waiting at the door. Qin Nanyu handed him the storybook and casually asked, "Qin Morui, is he asleep?"

"Yes, Young Master is asleep. Before bed, he seemed to have called the old master to complain, saying you wouldn’t let him play with his sister," the butler reported with caution.

"Childish," Qin Nanyu huffed coldly. He said he didn’t care, but his steps unconsciously moved towards the children’s room.

As he neared his son’s room, he lightened his footsteps.

Without turning on the light, he walked to the bedside, looking at his son on the bed in the dim light of the nightlight.

Seeing his unsightly sleeping posture, a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes.

Yet he couldn’t help but properly cover him with the blanket.

Seeing a book of Advanced Mathematics on the nightstand beside his bed, Qin Nanyu picked it up and flipped through it for a moment before turning to ask the butler waiting at the door, "How far has he gotten with his mathematics?"

"High school to university level. The private tutor we hired for Young Master said his mathematical talent is astonishing, a true prodigy," the butler said with a hint of pride.

Hearing this, Qin Nanyu’s dark eyes flickered.

His own skills in mathematics were not low, but he majored in computer science. Qin Morui learned computing from him, but such high mathematical talent, who did that resemble?

A genetic mutation?

Qin Nanyu placed the book back on the nightstand and left the room.

The butler followed behind him, hesitating to speak: "Young Master Yu, there’s news from the Qin Family again. They say Young Master isn’t getting any younger and should begin the successor training according to the family’s heir regulations. Just restricting some of his daily activities isn’t enough for him to truly become independent and strong..."

The butler saw Qin Nanyu’s expression darken and immediately trailed off.

Qin Nanyu stood at the top of the stairs, his hand on the railing tightening slightly.

Family successor training... he was no stranger to it, it was something he had once experienced and deeply loathed.

Flashes of cold memories went through his mind, followed by the image of Qin Morui fighting tooth and nail with him just for some junk food, and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

It might be good to let that brat experience what a real devil was like.

But in the end, he spoke, unequivocally: "Tell them, my son will only stay by my side. How to educate him is none of their business."