Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 833 - 834, Naughty Daddy (Second Update)

Chapter 833: 834, Naughty Daddy (Second Update)

"Mama..." The baby on the carpet also looked up at Chu Jin and reached out both hands, "Mama hug! Mama hug!"

The baby was a very smart child with a strong ability to imitate.

Chu Jin quickly picked up the baby, her face filled with a happy smile, "My Bao Bao and Bei Bei are so good, mommy will always love you."

Bao Bao and Bei Bei were just two little chubby dumplings, Chu Jin was holding one in each arm, slightly struggling with the weight.

"Mama..." Bei Bei kissed Chu Jin on the face.

Both kids were calling out ’mommy’ one after another.

Chu Jin was deeply moved.

She felt that all the hard work of the past few days had been rewarded, and looking at the two adorable little ones, Chu Jin believed that even if it took much more effort, it was worth it.

Chu Jin’s eyes were slightly red.

The Mo family matriarch came out of the kitchen with a milk bottle and looked at Chu Jin, "Jin, what’s wrong? Did Zhixuan bully you?" The matriarch couldn’t recall Chu Jin ever having red eyes, so seeing her this way, the matriarch was somewhat worried.

"No," Chu Jin shook her head slightly and then said, "Mom, Bao Bao and Bei Bei can call ’mommy’ now."

"Really?" The Mo family matriarch’s face lit up with joy.

"Really," Chu Jin nodded, turned her eyes towards Bao Bao and Bei Bei, "Bao Bao and Bei Bei, call ’mommy’ again."

"Mama..." Bao Bao and Bei Bei said in unison.

At eight months old, Bao Bao and Bei Bei could already be considered precocious.

When they called ’mommy’, they would always laugh involuntarily, showing two little milk teeth, and their adorable appearance made them look even more like two little bunnies.

The Mo family matriarch laughed happily, "Oh my, grandma’s two treasures, you are just wonderful."

The two little ones, praised by their grandma, kept calling out ’mama’ non-stop.

The Mo family matriarch said with a smile, "Bao Bao and Bei Bei, can you call ’grandma’ for me?"

The Mo family matriarch looked at the two little ones and taught them word by word, "Follow grandma, say ’gran—ny’!"

Bei Bei watched the matriarch’s lip movements attentively and then tried to imitate, "Nainai, grandma..."

"My clever granddaughter!" The Mo family matriarch planted a big kiss on Bei Bei’s face.

In her lifetime, she had finally heard these two words.

Seeing Bei Bei speak up, Bao Bao was not to be outdone and promptly called out crisply to the Mo family matriarch, "Grandma, grandma hug, grandma..."

The Mo family matriarch excitedly picked up Bao Bao.

Just then, Mo Zhixuan walked into the house covered in snow.

The snow outside was falling heavily, and a thin layer of fine snow had settled on Mo Zhixuan’s shoulders.

"Zhixuan, Bao Bao and Bei Bei can talk now!" The Mo family matriarch was very excited as she looked towards Mo Zhixuan, "They can call ’mommy’ and ’grandma’ now!"

"Really?" Mo Zhixuan was also a bit surprised.

The two little ones were making babbling sounds all day long but had never managed to utter a complete sentence.

Chu Jin, holding Bei Bei, said with a smile, "Bei Bei, call your daddy and let him be surprised."

"Dada." Bei Bei looked at Mo Zhixuan and spoke crisply.

This clear call struck straight into Mo Zhixuan’s heart, leaving him somewhat unable to react.

"Bei Bei..." Mo Zhixuan looked at Bei Bei, in case he had just hallucinated.

"Dada, dada, dada, dada..." Bei Bei seemed extraordinarily excited, wriggling in Chu Jin’s arms.

"Ah, daddy’s good girl!" Mo Zhixuan took Bei Bei, his excitement bringing him to tears.

This "daddy" was of extraordinary significance.

"Dada, dada." Bei Bei grabbed Mo Zhixuan’s ears with her little hands, ceaselessly calling dada, which almost made Mo Zhixuan lose his bearings.

"Bao Bao, you call daddy too."

Bao Bao clung to the Mo family matriarch’s neck, not making a sound.

"Bao Bao is a good boy, call daddy." Chu Jin also coaxed softly.

"Mama." Bao Bao looked at Chu Jin, voicing in a milky tone.

"Say ’daddy’." Chu Jin patted Bao Bao’s head.

"Mama." Bao Bao looked at Chu Jin, blinking a pair of innocent big eyes, as if not understanding what Chu Jin was saying.

"Bao Bao, call daddy, dad—dy." The Mo family matriarch also chimed in.

Bao Bao turned his head to look at the Mo family matriarch and sweetly said, "Grandma, grandma hug."

"You little rascal, call daddy!" Mo Zhixuan looked at Bao Bao, his face serious.

He knew that the little rascal was definitely doing it on purpose.

Mom and Grandma could both tell it apart, but he just wouldn’t call Daddy.

Bao Bao looked at Mo Zhixuan, tightly closing his mouth, staring eye to eye with Mo Zhixuan without saying a word.

"Say Daddy!" Mo Zhixuan narrowed his eyes slightly, threatening, "If you don’t call out, be careful Daddy’s going to spank you!" With that, Mo Zhixuan swung his fist towards Bao Bao.

This little brat was just asking for it!

"Wah!" Bao Bao was immediately scared into crying loudly by Mo Zhixuan.

Madam Mo soothed Bao Bao right away, "Be good, Bao Bao, obey. Let’s not bother with the naughty Daddy, alright?"

Bao Bao, feeling wronged, rubbed his eyes, crying and saying, "Naughty Daddy, naughty Daddy! Grandma hug!" His pitiful look melted Madam Mo’s heart completely.

What’s good they don’t learn, but they pick up the bad things straight away.

Mo Zhixuan, seeing Bao Bao’s Oscar-worthy performance, said somewhat helplessly, "This stinky kid!"

"Daddy, Daddy." Bei Bei was hugging Mo Zhixuan’s neck, sweetly calling out.

Daughters are better, a daughter is Daddy’s little padded jacket, Mo Zhixuan contentedly kissed Bei Bei.

Over there, Bao Bao was still calling out about the naughty Daddy.

Watching this scene, Chu Jin couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

"Don’t cry anymore, Bao Bao," Chu Jin walked over to Madam Mo, reaching out her hand to Bao Bao, "Mommy will hold you, are you hungry, do you want to drink milk?"

Hearing the words "drink milk," Bao Bao immediately stopped crying, no longer calling "naughty Daddy," and reached out to hug Chu Jin’s neck, saying intermittently, "Hungry, Bao hungry, drink... milk..."

Once children start to speak, they pick it up fast afterward.

Bao Bao and Bei Bei were both clever kids, and they started talking earlier than most children.

Chu Jin, holding Bao Bao, sat down on the sofa, lifted her shirt, and began to breastfeed Bao Bao.

Bao Bao immediately began to suckle vigorously.

The sound of him drinking was clear and audible.

This scene was like a stab to Mo Zhixuan’s eyes.

Normally, Chu Jin would use a breast pump and then feed Bao Bao with a bottle; he hadn’t expected her to... today of all days.

That was his exclusive privilege!

This stinky kid!

Not calling Daddy was one thing, but now he dared to compete for favor and privileges!

An uncle could bear it, but a father couldn’t!

"Why aren’t we using a bottle today?" Mo Zhixuan asked in a calm tone.

Nothing unusual could be discerned from his voice.

No matter the situation, Mo Zhixuan always seemed unshaken.

Even when he was jealous, he wouldn’t express it directly.

Chu Jin, looking at Bao Bao and without lifting her head, said, "The backup milk is all finished, the bottles are empty."

Mo Zhixuan nodded slightly, then continued, "Bao Bao is also eight months old now, isn’t it time to wean him? I’ve looked up the information. The longer a child drinks breast milk, the lower their IQ will be. The best time for a child to be weaned is at eight months; after a point, breast milk isn’t very nutritious anyway."

Upon hearing this, Madam Mo frowned slightly and said, "Zhixuan, who told you these nonsensical theories? Who says drinking breast milk will lower intelligence?"

"Experts, of course," Mo Zhixuan said calmly, "Mom, this isn’t alarmism." Indeed, Mo Zhixuan had a point. Breast milk did become less nutritious over time, and after five months, children should start having some grains to maintain a balanced diet.

"Those experts are full of nothing but hot air, Bao Bao and Bei Bei are only eight months old, who weans their kids so early?" Madam Mo also felt pity for the children.

Weaning is a very painful process.

Bao Bao and Bei Bei both had strong cravings for milk.

"Mom, I was weaned at eight months too," Mo Zhixuan turned and looked at Madam Mo, "Better to err on the side of caution. Do you want the Mo family to raise two fools in the future?"

As soon as he said this, Madam Mo immediately fell silent.

If the Mo family really ended up with two fools, that would be a real joke.

Since Mo Zhixuan was the one who said it, Madam Mo didn’t question its veracity.

She turned to look at Chu Jin, "Jin, what do you think?"

Chu Jin spoke with a smile, "Let’s listen to Mo Zhixuan. After eight months, breast milk really isn’t very nutritious. Let’s start giving Bao Bao and Bei Bei more formula and some complementary foods."

In ancient times, parents who doted on their children would breastfeed till they were 7–8 years old, not knowing that they were actually harming their children.

Chu Jin had looked it up, the optimal weaning period is indeed between 8–9 months.

Seeing Chu Jin agreeing, Madam Mo had no choice but to compromise, "Jin, then you give Bao Bao and Bei Bei a little more to drink tonight, and we’ll start weaning officially from tomorrow."

"No, if we’re going to wean, it starts tonight. Mom, let Bao Bao and Bei Bei sleep in your room tonight." Mo Zhixuan was very firm in his stance.

"So soon?" Chu Jin looked up in surprise at Mo Zhixuan, "Let them have one more night of nursing."

Seeing Chu Jin speak in this way, Mo Zhixuan had to compromise, "Then tonight is the last time. Starting from tomorrow night, they will sleep with their mother until weaning is successful."

Just endure it one more time.

The next day, Bao Bao and Bei Bei officially began weaning.

During the day, it wasn’t too much of an issue. The two little ones drank their formula and ate their solid food, and the day passed by. But at night, the cravings for nursing hit them hard.

They started crying loudly.

"Don’t cry, don’t cry, Grandma will get you milk right away," the Mo family matriarch turned to get a bottle from the warmer. Seeing Grandma holding the bottle, Bao Bao and Bei Bei immediately stopped crying in unison.

Fixedly staring at the bottle.

Their expressions were as if they wanted to swallow the bottle whole.

Bao Bao and Bei Bei firmly watched the bottle, making suckling motions. Their cute little faces made the Mo family matriarch’s eyes crease into slits with joy.

But as soon as she slipped the nipple into their mouths, after only one suck, they realized something was wrong and began to wail.

Crying, their little faces scrunched up into little balls, flushed red.

It seemed as if they were angrily questioning why Grandma would deceive them.

While crying, they both called out for "mama."

Hearing this from the next room broke Chu Jin’s heart. She lifted the blanket and was about to get out of bed when an arm draped over her waist, "Don’t go. Let them cry it out. I’ve done some research, and it’s normal for children to be like this when weaning. They’ll be fine after a short while."

Chu Jin exhaled deeply, then settled back into bed. Mo Zhixuan was right; every child has to go through this. If she went to them now, they would never wean successfully.

Every cry from Bao Bao and Bei Bei tugged at her heart.

Outside the room, the crying grew louder and louder.

Chu Jin couldn’t sleep; she wanted to go out and check on them.

"Jin, you don’t need to worry, they’ll be alright after a little crying," Mo Zhixuan held Chu Jin close, "Now is not the time for your heart to ache."

"Mo Zhixuan," Chu Jin turned around and pinched Mo Zhixuan’s cheek, "Are you still their father? Bao Bao and Bei Bei are crying so much, doesn’t it break your heart?"

"Heartache is useless," Mo Zhixuan replied in a calm tone, "This craving for milk is actually quite similar to nicotine addiction. These kids are simply not strong-willed enough; crying so hard just because of weaning. When I had a heavy smoking addiction, I quit for these two little ones. Did you hear me say anything?"

"Mo Zhixuan, they are only eight months old, were you only eight months old? Comparing yourself to them? You’ve got some nerve!" Chu Jin poked Mo Zhixuan’s head.

Outside, the crying continued.

Mo Zhixuan sighed, threw off the blanket, "You go to sleep first, I’ll go have a look." Although he said this, as a father, watching his children cry like that, it was false to claim he wasn’t distressed. With the children crying in such a way, he couldn’t sleep either.

Only at times like these does one realize how hard it is to be a parent.

"Alright, and while you’re there, help Mom soothe them. Bei Bei listens to you the most." Before Bao Bao and Bei Bei could successfully wean, Chu Jin couldn’t appear before them.

If Chu Jin appeared before them, it would completely trigger their craving for milk.

"Mhmm, don’t worry, go to sleep," Mo Zhixuan nodded slightly, draped on a coat, and walked towards the door.

How could Chu Jin fall asleep? She listened intently to the noises from the other side.

"Mama... mama..." Bao Bao and Bei Bei cried heartbreakingly.

The Mo family matriarch and the maternity matron held them, but no matter how they tried to soothe, the children just couldn’t stop crying.

Crying standing up, sitting down, and even while being rocked...

Bao Bao even gave up on his favorite Peppa Pig.

"Mom." Mo Zhixuan stood outside and knocked on the door.

"Zhixuan, come in," the Mo family matriarch looked toward the door.

Mo Zhixuan entered.

In that instant, Bao Bao and Bei Bei unintentionally turned their gazes towards the door.

"Mom, why are Bao Bao and Bei Bei crying so hard?" Mo Zhixuan approached the Mo family matriarch and the maternity matron.

"The craving for milk kicked in. They won’t even drink formula. Continuing to cry like this isn’t viable. Maybe we should have Jin come over and nurse them one more time to get them to sleep," the Mo family matriarch’s eyes were full of concern.

Since they were born, it was the first time Bao Bao and Bei Bei cried so fiercely, their small faces red and flushed.

"No, if we give in and nurse them every time they cry, they’ll never wean," Mo Zhixuan was very firm, extending his hand to the Mo family matriarch, "Let me hold one."

The Mo family matriarch handed over Bei Bei from her arms to Mo Zhixuan with some dissatisfaction, "You are too heartless as a father. Your son and daughter are crying like this, and you still won’t let them nurse."

"Every child has to go through this. Mom, you can’t be too soft on them at times like this," Mo Zhixuan spoke gently.

The Mo family matriarch sighed.

Mo Zhixuan took Bei Bei and gently soothed her in his arms, "Don’t cry, Bei Bei, Daddy is here."

Bei Bei cried too hard to even want to open her eyes. Perhaps there was a scent of Chu Jin on Mo Zhixuan, as she searched for food in his arms. Mo Zhixuan picked up a bottle and put the nipple in Bei Bei’s mouth.

Perhaps being extremely hungry and smelling the scent of her mother, she settled down, sucking vigorously on the milk. Tears still clung to her face while she drank and mournfully continued to cry.

Bei Bei had stopped, but Bao Bao was still crying.

With one hand holding Bei Bei, Mo Zhixuan extended his other hand toward the Mo family’s elder matriarch, "Mom, give Bao Bao to me, please."

Although Mo Zhixuan usually had some small complaints about Bao Bao, seeing him cry so fiercely still tugged at his heartstrings. Even if it meant holding two children with one arm, he was determined to do so. After all, he was their father.

Holding Bao Bao, the Mo family’s elder matriarch asked with concern, "Can you manage both children by yourself?"

"It’s fine, it’s just two kids," Mo Zhixuan said in a light tone.

The elder matriarch handed Bao Bao over to Mo Zhixuan.

In their father’s arms, Bao Bao’s cries began to soften.

After all, they were father and son. No matter the friction between them on normal days, at times like this, no one was closer than dad.

With mom not around, dad was also good enough.

Not long after Mo Zhixuan had taken them, the crying of Bao Bao and Bei Bei gradually subsided until it disappeared completely.

Chu Jin’s face was full of disbelief.

She hadn’t expected Mo Zhixuan to have such skills.

After a while, Mo Zhixuan walked in from the next room.

Chu Jin looked up at Mo Zhixuan, "How are Bao Bao and Bei Bei?"

"They’re fine, both have fallen asleep," Mo Zhixuan raised an eyebrow slightly, boasting proudly, "How about that, am I impressive or what?"

"Impressive, very impressive," Chu Jin nodded earnestly, "You’re amazing. How did you do it?"

"Secret," Mo Zhixuan said mysteriously.

"Psh, if you don’t want to tell me, then forget it. I’m sleepy, and going to bed." Chu Jin pulled the blanket over her face.

Mo Zhixuan’s lips curled up, and he pounced onto the blanket, pressing down on Chu Jin, "The kids are asleep now, shouldn’t we do something meaningful?" As he spoke, his hands were already slipping under the blanket.

"Ah! Mo Zhixuan, you shameless!" Chu Jin exclaimed.

Mo Zhixuan lifted the blanket and sealed Chu Jin’s exclamation with his lips.

With the two little ones not around, the happiest person was undoubtedly Mo Zhixuan, because he could finally have his way with Chu Jin in all manners possible.

That night, Mo Zhixuan finally had his chance to sing triumphantly.

Meanwhile.

On the road, the bakery.

Duanmu Sheng moved nimbly between the tables, delivering pastries and drinks.

Three months had passed, and Duanmu Sheng had successfully "unloaded her cargo," giving birth to a healthy baby girl named Duanmu Nianen.

Now, Duanmu Sheng’s beauty had returned to her pre-pregnancy state, not looking at all like a mother who had a child.

"Duanmu Sheng, your daughter is hungry! Come quickly! I can’t hold her any longer!" A female voice called out in the air.

"Coming," Duanmu Sheng responded, placing the last drink on a customer’s table before rushing toward the counter.

Standing beside the counter was a woman holding a baby, dressed in a professional suit, clearly a career woman.

This person was none other than Situ Ya.

Over the past few months, Situ Ya often came here for coffee and pastries, and sometimes she met with clients to discuss contracts.

As time went on, Situ Ya and Duanmu Sheng had become good friends.

Sometimes, Situ Ya helped Duanmu Sheng look after the baby.

Like now.

"Nianen, don’t cry, mommy’s here," Duanmu Sheng said tenderly as she took her child.

As soon as she was in her mother’s arms, Nianen stopped crying.

The little one was very cute and looked a lot like Duanmu Sheng.

Looking at her daughter, Duanmu Sheng’s face was filled with smiles, and she felt fortunate for having kept the child.

This was her redemption.

"Look how smart Nianen is, she even recognizes her mom," Situ Ya remarked, touching Nianen’s little face.

Thankfully, there was no trace of Shen Haoguang to be seen in the child; otherwise, Situ Ya couldn’t have brought herself to like her.

After feeding, Nianen fell asleep.

Duanmu Sheng put her down to rest in the lounge and asked the pastry chef to keep an ear out for her, to remind her if Nianen cried.

Since having the child, Duanmu Sheng had lost a lot of weight. Nianen needed several milk feedings during the night, and during the day, she had to work while taking care of Nianen.

Seeing her like this, Situ Ya couldn’t bear it any longer, "Duanmu Sheng, can you keep this up? Why don’t you get two maternity matrons to take turns looking after Nianen? Look how much weight you’ve lost recently!"

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