My CEO Husband Has Some Issues

Chapter 76 - 76: 76: I Won’t Compromise So Quickly

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Rong Yan’s silhouette had vanished before Old Madame Jiang withdrew her contemptuous gaze and turned to look at Jiang Meiqi, her eyes flickered slightly as she said, “You just let her come back so casually? Now that she’s back, Weiwei…”

It seemed Jiang Meiqi was afraid she would continue and immediately interrupted her, “Mom! Let’s discuss this back at home.”

Weiwei was still here; she had better not slip up and say something out of turn.

Old Madame Jiang understood her meaning and, despite her displeasure, zipped her mouth shut.

Only then did Jiang Meiqi’s complexion improve slightly. Her well-maintained, pretty face made her look in her early thirties at most. She always carried the presence of an elegant and dignified lady, a pity that the shadows in her eyes ruined her naturally dignified aura.

“I remember Director Gao has a son who’s now thirty-two and still hasn’t settled down with a girlfriend. The Director’s wife is so worried, she was just telling me the other day that she’s longing to hold a grandchild. Rong Yan and Gao Kai are about the same age; it’s high time she got married!”

Thirty-two and twenty-one!

“About the same age,” my foot!

A hint of a smile flickered in Rong Weiwei’s eyes.

She had heard of this Little Tyrant of Capital City, a thirty-year-old who still mingled with the riff-raff of society. Gambling, drinking, womanizing—he was versed in all of it! Ugly and fat as a pig, he also had a penchant for playing around with women. Such a person matched with Rong Yan would really be a bargain for her! After all, he was the son of a Director…

Of course, she had heard rumors that Director Gao wasn’t exactly sitting securely in his position and whether he’d be ousted was really Rong Yan’s concern.

Rong Weiwei’s mood lifted considerably. Pretending to hesitate, she said,

“Sister probably won’t agree, right?”

Before Jiang Meiqi could speak, Old Madame Jiang let out a cold snort of indifference, “Parental orders, matchmaker’s words—they’re not up for her agreement. Besides, she should take a look at herself in the mirror. It’s already good enough if anyone’s willing to have her!”

She said confidently, “Don’t worry, if she doesn’t agree, I’ll scold her until she does!”

Having experienced firsthand how relentlessly meddlesome the old madam could be, Rong Weiwei arched her eyebrows and let go of her concerns completely.

Inside a sniper range in Capital City.

The entire sniper range had been booked.

Li Shengxiao, dressed in a deep green one-piece camouflage suit, had his physique—muscular and in perfect shape—clearly outlined by the belt cinched around his waist. His sturdy, long legs, clad in Dr. Martens boots, exuded an aura that made it difficult for the numerous female staffers to look away.

But he acted as if he didn’t see them, carrying beneath his arm a cute little tyke that was a miniaturized version of himself. The boy was also dressed in a camo suit.

However, the miniaturized pretty face, the small stature, and the tiny Dr. Martens boots didn’t look as fierce and domineering but rather more like a chibi keychain decoration on a schoolbag.

Li Shengxiao placed him in a chair beside the shooting range and silently handed him a box of Wangzai milk.

Li Duidui accepted it.

“You can sit here and play or go to the side to practice by yourself.”

The little tyke hugged his Wangzai milk, then watched as he finished speaking, picked up a handsome pistol from the side, slightly adjusted it, aimed at the target, and bang, bang, bang—three shots were fired!

His eyes brightened, revealing a yearning expression. But, remembering their relationship, Li Duidui clutched the Wangzai milk tighter and pursed his lips.

Before he could acknowledge “mom,” he had called “dad” because he had promised Little Demon Rong to take good care of himself. Now, he didn’t have to pretend not to recognize “mom” anymore…

He wasn’t about to compromise so quickly!