422: Mommy, Youyou Loves You!

Mommy, Youyou Loves You!

"Mommy, forget about it. I don't want the plushies anymore."2

He felt his heart burn at the sight of her covered in perspiration.

He no longer wanted the toys!

Seeing his mommy fight so hard for him, he could not bear for her to continue. He came to her side to massage her joints and arms with his small hands in hopes of quickly alleviating her soreness.

"Since Youyou likes the plushies, mommy will surely win it for you."

She vowed to do that for him with a resolute look. Once she had a gulp of water, she asked for another chance at the game with her VIP ticket.

Youyou stood at the side with his face flushed and lips thinly pursed. While his mother's insistence made his heart ache, it also caused warmth to spread in every pore of his being.

Yun Shishi was never one to give up. In her eyes, there was only trying harder and trying even harder; nothing was ever truly out of reach.

Similarly, regarding her studies, while she could not be deemed as the brightest crayon in the box, in terms of hard work and diligence, she had a resolution absent within many others.

To top it off, she was the epitome of stubbornness.

Thus, the staff members in the area were utterly flabbergasted. They had seen many visitors play the game to win the prizes, yet they had never met anyone as dogged as her about winning them; she repeatedly played the same boring game for a prize. Having an unusual level of determination, she was simply not wired to give up easily.

Their shock did not just stem from that. Except for a few special prizes that were not on the market, the item rewards on display were not very expensive.

Compared to a VIP ticket, which was priced at a few thousand yuan, the value of the toys was not that high.

She spent that money to purchase a VIP ticket yet showed obsession with an affordable product and a dull game…

It was truly unfathomable!

She could not care less for their thoughts, though. She only knew that the pair of plushies was something Youyou liked and wanted – this was enough reason for her to get it!

If she could not clear the game, she would proceed with another round.

It was not until the third round that Yun Shishi barely surpassed the 500-point mark like she wished and got the prize for Youyou.

"Darling, look; mommy won!" She bent down before him and lightly stroked the bridge of his nose.

Youyou was absolutely moved. He gently caressed the teddy bears and glanced up at his mother, who was smiling brightly at him despite being drenched in sweet-smelling sweat. There was suddenly a lump in his throat.

"Mommy, Youyou loves you!"

In return for her effort, he closed in on her and presented her with a kiss. It was considered as the sweetest reward!

Yun Shishi grinned from ear to ear. Qianqian, who was beside him, coveted the teddy bears. Meekly and hesitantly, she asked, "Big brother, can I touch your teddy bears?"

"Here."

Youyou was still rather benevolent. Qianqian, this little imp, other than being extremely clingy, was not an annoyance. Thus, he let her play with the plushies for a bit.

Qianqian clearly loved the pair of plushies so much she could hardly put it down; the teddy bears were adorable. For children her age, stuffed toys like such were irresistible, so after playing with the plushies for a moment, she grumbled about wanting one, too.

Hence, Jiang Li went for a round of game, but she did not even earn a hundred points.

This was a little awkward!

Jiang Li then walked to where Qianqian was and urged her to return the stuffed toys to Youyou.

She tried her best to persuade her daughter, yet the latter just gripped the toys more tightly. Qianqian's eyes misted over as she pouted her small lips. Looking bitter and indignant, she was apparently about to bawl her eyes out!

Aware that she had no intention of letting go, Jiang Li felt somewhat embarrassed. The pair of teddy bears was his, after all, so her daughter could not take it from him just like that.

However, her daughter was still so young; how would she know of these principles? Before Jiang Li could speak again, Qianqian's tears trickled down her cheeks and pitter-pattered on the ground.

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