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Chapter 343 Old Swindler and Young Swindler

Chapter 343: Chapter 343 Old Swindler and Young Swindler

The little ancestor took a couple of steps with his hands behind his back, then abruptly stopped, turned around, and stared at him with his shifty eyes.

"Another kiss wouldn’t hurt..." His little face gleamed with cunning and calculation.

"..."

Young Master Yan was momentarily puzzled. Why was his son suddenly so agreeable?

"You said it yourself, a kiss equals a red envelope. You kissed me once this morning, now if you kiss me again, that’s two red envelopes!"

Young Master, our baby boy, was currently fervently and actively collecting red envelopes for his warship model. He had found a fast way to make money.

The little boy’s eyes twinkled, making no attempt to hide his calculations to exploit Young Master Yan’s bulging purse.

Young Master Yan finally understood the little guy’s intentions. He half squatted and leaned in, "Alright, a kiss for a red envelope!"

But the little boy became suspicious and took a couple of steps back. He extended his hand to Young Master Yan, "Give me the one from this morning first!"

In other words, in his mind, Young Master Yan was no better than a con artist with no credibility. Therefore, he insisted on a pay-as-you-go method, with no room for credit.

Young Master Yan was caught between amusement and irritation. When did he become a deadbeat in the eyes of his son?

With no choice, he took the promised red envelope from his bag and placed it in the chubby little hand, "Here, this is for the one this morning."

As soon as the little fellow saw the red envelope, his eyes lit up with uncontainable joy. He weighed the envelope in his hand, gauging its worth, then contentedly stuffed it into the pocket of his dungarees. He looked at Young Master Yan and beckoned him over with a curled finger.

Eldest Young Master Yan had never allowed anyone to treat him like a puppet, yet before this crafty little fox, he willingly leaned in for a kiss.

Overall, he considered a red envelope for a kiss from his precious son a good deal!

Actually, the little master’s thoughts were identical to his father’s. Hence, even when he gave a kiss, he did it grudgingly. His lips barely grazed Young Master Yan’s cheek, as fleeting as a dragonfly touching the surface of water, considering it a done kiss.

Eldest Master Yan was not quite satisfied. After all, he had painstakingly tricked his son into giving him a kiss. He couldn’t just make do with such a casual execution.

He looked at the little master reproachfully, pointing to the spot on his face that had just been brushed, "Hey, when you stamp a kiss, it should be more forceful. It’s too light; it doesn’t count!"

The little master gave him a disdainful glance. Still, he grudgingly leaned in closer, possibly worried about losing his hard-won red envelope. This time he kissed more insistently and longer. His little hand even subconsciously rose to encircle Young Master Yan’s neck. His small mouth pressed against Young Master Yan’s cheek, creating a "muah" sound.

Young Master Yan was now satisfied. His large hand encircled the soft body of the little one, seizing the opportunity to pinch the plump little backside!

Hmm, it felt bouncy. This bonus wasn’t too bad!

No matter how smart the little fellow was in front of Yan, the old fox, he was just a minor player.

In the blink of an eye, his little schemes were fully exposed to the old fox.

While the little fellow thought he had found a get-rich-quick scheme and was silently crowing about it, Eldest Young Master Yan just enjoyed his "free lunch". After all, he had money to spare, but kisses from his son were not something he could have any time he wanted!

About ten minutes later, Zhu Qianying, who was concentrating on her new ideas in the guest room, was startled by a loud bang that nearly knocked her off the chair.

"Mommy, Mommy, come see this!"

Before she could turn around, she heard the clamor of her precious son. In no time, the one who had been making all the noise rushed in front of her, proudly sticking out his belly.

Zhu Qianying glanced down at his plump belly, assuming he overate, and patted him.

"Greedy little kitten, what treats have you been sneaking?"

The little guy looked sly and giggled, "No, it’s not that!"

As he spoke, he grabbed Zhu Qianying’s hand and guided it into his large pocket.

Zhu Qianying clearly felt heaps of paper-like objects in there. She pulled out one of the stacks to see it was a bright red envelope.

"Eh? Who gave this red envelope?" Zhu Qianying knew her little boy was particularly interested in red envelopes today. She wondered what new toy or goodie he was planning to buy next.

The little fellow thus proudly pulled all the red envelopes out of his pocket, waving them in front of Zhu Qianying, "Mommy, look at this. I earned all of them from the old con artist. They are all for you!"

Zhu Qianying suddenly did not know how to react. She wondered whom the little guy was referring to as the old con artist, "The old con artist? Who’s that?"

The little guy impatiently pursed his lips, "Who else could it be? It’s the old... old bastard!"

Recently, the little guy seemed somewhat hesitant about how to address Young Master Yan.

Zhu Qianying decided not to remind him about this.

It’s better to gradually guide and correct a child’s thoughts than to forcibly divert them.

Seeing this change in the little guy pleased Zhu Qianying.

"Mommy, you see, I earned ten big red envelopes from the old con artist!"

The little fellow spread the red envelopes proudly on Zhu Qianying’s computer desk and cheerfully counted them.

Zhu Qianying wanted to laugh. The little guy kept referring to Young Master Yan as the old con artist. He didn’t seem to realize his own behavior of exchanging kisses for red envelopes was also a con artist’s trick. So, if Eldest Young Master Yan was the old con artist, the little guy was undoubtedly a petite one!

Zhu Qianying tried to stifle a laugh as she looked at the pile of bright red envelopes on the table and patted the little guy’s head, "Baby, why are you saving so many red envelopes? Are you planning to buy something special?"

Zhu Qianying indulged her own interests, so she never interfered with her son’s likes and dislikes.

The little guy nodded, then quickly shook his head, "Mommy, I don’t want to buy anything special."

As he spoke, he picked up two red envelopes and put them back in his pocket, "I’m going to use these two as pocket money,"

Then he carefully folded the remaining eight red envelopes and thrust them firmly into Zhu Qianying’s hands, saying earnestly.

"Mommy, these are for you. Now you won’t have to work so hard to earn money!"

Zhu Qianying held the hefty red envelopes, her eyes welled up. She buried her face in her son’s shoulder, rubbing it fiercely. Then she choked out with a stuffy nose.

"Mmm, thank you, my darling..."

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