308: My Cup

My Cup

Huo Xiao said, "How dare you talk back to your old man? Put it down!"2

"So what if I use it?" Huo Ci was annoyed. He knew that he was deliberately finding fault with him.

"So what if you use it? Would you use something if a dog licked it?" Huo Xiao pointed at his nose angrily.

"That's too much! I'm not a dog! Why the f*ck would I be carrying a virus?" Huo Ci bellowed angrily. In an instant, he felt that he should just leave. He could not live with this treatment anymore.

"How dare you shout at your old man?" Huo Xiao, who disliked him, got angry at him. He raised his walking stick and got ready to hit him.

However, Xiaoqi ran between them and stopped him. He said crisply, "Great-grandpa, I'll give my cup to Grandpa. Mommy's too."

Huo Xiao put down his walking stick on Xiaoqi's account. "Disinfect it properly when you're done. My grandchild's things aren't for you to use!"

Huo Ci's chest was burning as he gritted his teeth in anger. However, he could not retaliate or snap back, so he could only shout at Ling Sheng. "Your name is on the cup!"

Ling Sheng nodded obediently. Xiaoqi had really written her name on it. She pointed at it. "Yes."

Huo Ci took a look. There was indeed an awkward, childish design on the glass. There was a crooked "I love you" on it, which made his face darken instantly.

F*ck, there really was something written on it. Fine, you're impressive. You're all impressive.

However, he seemed to have such a cup too. The brat had given it to him, and he had thrown it somewhere. He had to look for it.

Ling Sheng watched as her father stuffed the glass into her hands and hurried back to the bedroom. After rummaging through the cabinets for a long time, he came out looking smug again.

Then, she saw him holding a cup of the same type as hers and making a cup of coffee. He walked back and forth in front of the Old Master to attract his attention.

Huo Xiao spun him around until he felt dizzy. Before he could scold him, he saw a glass in his hand. "I told you to disinfect the glass. Didn't you hear me?"

Huo Ci smiled very politely. He brought the glass closer to him and pointed at the picture and words on it. Then, he put on a sh*t-eating grin and drawled, "Father, this is my glass."

Huo Xiao had long-sightedness, but when he was close enough, he could see clearly that there was the cartoon of a man on top of it. Below the man were the words: My Grandpa.

"Scram!" Huo Xiao bellowed again.

Huo Ci turned around and he got his wish. He raised his eyebrows and smiled smugly.

Ling Sheng could not bear to look at him. He was really childish. How could he be so childish? Were all men so childish? He was at an age when he knew the fate of the heavens and was already old. How could he be jealous over such a trivial matter?

Huo Xiao was unhappy. When they reached the car after dinner, he was still depressed. He took a look at Xiaoqi and sighed. Then, he took another look at him before sighing again.

Ling Sheng was helpless. She could only let her son coax him. She pulled Xiaoqi over and gave him some instructions before sending him to Huo Xiao.

Xiaoqi, who was clever, sat on Su Xiyin's lap and hugged Huo Xiao's arm. "Great-grandpa, Xiaoqi will make you two cups tomorrow. You can switch between them every day."

Huo Xiao looked at Ling Sheng, feeling moved to the point of tears. He picked up Xiaoqi and said, "Oh my, my Xiaoqi is the most filial child."

Xiaoqi nodded before turning around to smile at Su Xiyin. He then said crisply, "Great-grandmother will get two as well!"

Su Xiyin smiled and agreed. Upon seeing that her husband was finally happy, she sighed helplessly. How old was he? How could he stoop to her son's level?

Ling Sheng finally knew that children had to be coaxed when they got older.

pqdm.com