Fated to My Billionaire Husband
Chapter 1566: Don’t Be a Little Brother

Chapter 1566: Chapter 1566: Don’t Be a Little Brother

"Of course, I’m part of Mommy. I came from her body. What about you?"

Ansel said smugly.

Ruan Tianling’s face darkened.

How could he be the same as the boy? No way in hell could he ever have come out of Jian Yufei’s belly.

"You little brat, she’s my woman, and you’re mine too! Without me, there wouldn’t be you! I’m your creator, so you must follow my orders. Now I command you to get down immediately!"

Creator...

Jian Yufei was speechless at Ruan Tianling.

"I’m not getting down!" Ansel clung tightly to Jian Yufei’s neck, his little face full of triumph. "I want Mommy to hold me. I’m not getting down!"

"Ruan Junqi!" Ruan Tianling was furious. He stepped forward, grabbed Ansel’s back, and yanked him off Jian Yufei. "Let me tell you, if you piss off your father, you’ll be in big trouble!"

Ansel’s small frame dangled in mid-air. "Ruan Junqi? Is that my name?"

He looked at Ruan Tianling with a face full of confusion.

Ruan Tianling smirked triumphantly. "That’s right, I gave you that name. Your older brother is Ruan Junchen, and your name is Ruan Junqi. I’m officially declaring: you’ll always be the second, never the first!"

"Ruan Tianling!" Jian Yufei shot him a deadly glare. "Watch what you say! Don’t use uncivilized language in front of him."

"What did I say?" Ruan Tianling looked at her innocently. "I said he’s the second. How is that uncivilized? Jian Yufei, your thoughts are way too impure."

"You..."

"I don’t want to be the second! I don’t want to be the little brother!" Ansel clenched his fists, protesting fiercely. "My name is Ruan Junchen—I refuse to be called Ruan Junqi!"

"I’m your father. I decide your name, and that’s final," Ruan Tianling laughed, even more smugly.

"I said no! My name will stay Ruan Junchen!"

"You’re Ruan Junqi. I’ll take care of the registration when we get back, and that’s the name that’ll go on the record."

"I said no! I’m commanding you to change your mind right now, or else I’ll deal with you!" Ansel said with a frosty expression, issuing a rather cool threat.

Ruan Tianling leaned closer to him and flashed a big grin. "You’ll deal with me? Kid, don’t forget whose ship you’re on. The entire crew works for me. Watch out, or I’ll have them string you up, pull down your pants, and give your behind a good whacking!"

"I’m not scared of you! Bring it on if you dare!" Ansel’s fearless little face stared him down. "You better kill me. If you don’t, eighteen years from now, I’ll pull down your pants and have someone whack your butt!"

Ruan Tianling’s expression instantly darkened. "Fine. Today, I’ll yank down your pants and give you the beating of your life. We’ll see if you have what it takes to rise eighteen years later!"

With that, he tossed aside the camera, held onto Ansel with one hand, and yanked down his pants with the other.

Ansel’s tiny, tender behind was suddenly exposed to the air.

The sea breeze swept past, chilling his small behind—it was utterly pitiful...

"Ruan Tianling..."

"Smack!"

Before Jian Yufei could stop him, Ruan Tianling’s palm landed squarely on Ansel’s little bottom.

The sound was loud and clear, the sea breeze unable to carry it away.

Ansel looked utterly humiliated, his little face consumed with fury. "Ruan Tianling, I’ll beat you until you can’t even find your teeth on the ground!"

"Smack—" Another hit followed. His tender little behind suddenly bore a bright red palm print.

"You’re not my daddy! I hate you! I’ll never call you ’Daddy’ as long as I live!"