Overnight Hit: Vicious Stepmother and Genius Son
Chapter 138 [Extra - for Votes!]

Chapter 138: Chapter 138 [Extra Chapter for Votes!]

After dinner, Xiao Chen played with Watermelon in the living room for a while before taking a bath.

When it was time to sleep, he did not go to the master bedroom on the second floor but stayed in his own children’s room.

Ye Zhenzhen wanted the little guy to sleep in the master bedroom with them, but the little guy refused no matter what, saying he had grown up, was a man, and couldn’t always sleep with his dad and mom.

This was what Great Grandfather had told him last night.

As a man, he should sleep alone and not cling to his dad and mom anymore.

Moreover, Great Grandfather had asked him if he wanted a little sister, which he naturally did.

Great Grandfather also said if he kept sleeping with his dad and mom, mom wouldn’t give birth to a little sister.

So, as a man, and also to have Ye Zhenzhen quickly give birth to a sister for him, he decided to start sleeping in his own room from today on.

Although he was sleeping in his own children’s room, Xiao Chen still wanted Ye Zhenzhen to tell him a story.

After Ye Zhenzhen read three little stories, the little guy had already fallen asleep.

She placed the storybook on the bedside table, got up to tuck the little guy in, and left the room.

Coming out of the children’s room, Ye Zhenzhen looked toward the door of her own master bedroom and paused for a moment.

Her heart gradually started to feel uneasy, and mixed with that disquiet were various complex emotions—it was just very...

It was really indescribable!

What was the feeling? Probably that she felt something for that man in her heart, but her brain was very rationally telling her not to think too much, absolutely not to think too much!

Ah, don’t overthink it. Go downstairs for a glass of water, and then sleep.

Ye Zhenzhen leaned on the banister to go downstairs; before she fully descended, she saw the man who had just returned home walking towards the staircase.

Song Jinze’s footsteps paused, and he lifted his eyes to the woman.

Their eyes met.

Ye Zhenzhen stood on the stairs, a hint of surprise shining in her phoenix eyes—that man was actually wearing that tie!

Ye Zhenzhen: "You..."

Song Jinze: "You..."

Both opened their mouths at the same time, then stopped speaking.

Song Jinze said indifferently, "You first."

Ye Zhenzhen was going to ask why he was wearing that tie.

But on second thought, wouldn’t that seem a bit too obvious? Especially since she had an impure motive at the beginning.

And she had said yesterday that it was a gift for someone. To ask today why he had worn it...

If she really asked that question, then it would truly be too foolish.

"Well, since I’ve already accepted your card, you don’t need to transfer money to me anymore."

Forget about the tie.

But this matter of money still needed to be mentioned.

Song Jinze narrowed his eyes and took a few steps up the stairs until he was only two steps away from her and stopped.

His handsome face was impassive. "Have you used my card? The money I transferred to you is what Mrs. Song is supposed to have—pocket money."

He had not received any consumption message for the supplementary card he gave her so far.

Since she wasn’t using it, he would just transfer money to her directly.

It occurred to him suddenly in the afternoon.

"Ah!" Ye Zhenzhen was somewhat astonished for a moment.

Perhaps it was because she had never been in love before, nor had any man ever told her so directly—he had transferred 10 million to her as pocket money!

In her previous life, she was a movie queen, yet not even in acting had she ever played such a scene!

"Oh, thank you!" No matter how chaotic she felt inside, her expression remained perfectly composed.

Song Jinze hooked his lips into a smile and walked upstairs, "You’re welcome, it’s a husband’s duty to do this."

Ye Zhenzhen: ...

A husband’s duty...

Why did those words sound somewhat off to her?

...

Song Jinze had just reached the second floor and was at the door of his study when he was hugged around the legs by the little bundle of joy, "Daddy!"

Song Yuchen tilted his little head back, blinked his shiny grape-like eyes, then looked around and whispered, "Daddy, let’s talk in your study."

Song Jinze furrowed his brows, reached out to open the door to the study, and the little guy followed him in before closing the door behind them.

"Xiao Chen, why are you running around so late?" While speaking, Song Jinze had already seated himself on the armchair.

Song Yuchen didn’t directly answer his father’s question but approached him, his little face full of seriousness, "Daddy, I’m telling you, if you don’t pay more attention to Ye Zhenzhen, your wife is going to be snatched away by someone else!"

Song Jinze raised an eyebrow, his long, narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and with a smirk, he looked at his son and asked, "Oh, and who might that be?"

Song Yuchen climbed onto the sofa, leaned closer to Song Jinze’s ear, and whispered, "Daddy, I’ll tell you a secret, it’s because Mommy helped Shu Siyu.

And now Shu Siyu and his dad are waiting for Ye Zhenzhen at the school every day, even bringing her sandwiches to eat, and today, Ye Zhenzhen received a gift from them too!"

As the little guy spoke, he thought about the stories his Great Grandfather had told him. The gist of the stories was, when you encounter a problem that you can’t solve yourself, you need to seek help from someone stronger than you.

At such times, the stronger individual is often aloof and uninvolved, so you need to employ a trick from the "Thirty-Six Stratagems" called creating something out of nothing.

Dragging this stronger person into the situation so that nobody could escape.

Then, naturally, everyone would come together to solve the imminent problem.

Although Song Yuchen wasn’t sure if this method would work on his dad, he thought it was better to try than not doing anything at all.

He had been thinking about this plan while Ye Zhenzhen was telling him a story at his bedside earlier.

If he directly asked his dad to make sandwiches with him for Ye Zhenzhen, his dad would likely refuse, but if he could make his dad feel a sense of crisis, his dad might take action or find a solution without him having to say anything!

Song Jinze looked at his son’s youthful face and asked, "Did they say anything else when they gave the gifts?"

"Hmm... Let me think." The little guy extended his tender small hand to his chin, and with all seriousness said, "Shu Siyu called Ye Zhenzhen ’mommy’, and said he’s going to make sandwiches with his dad tomorrow morning to bring to school for Ye Zhenzhen to eat!"

Song Jinze’s eyebrows lifted slightly, he didn’t doubt the little guy’s words in the least.

"Shu Siyu doesn’t have a mother?" he inquired.

Song Yuchen shook his head, "No, his mom and dad are divorced, and what’s more, his dad is super handsome, even more than you, Daddy!"

Song Jinze: ...

Song Yuchen pouted, "You’ve never made breakfast for your wife; plus, you’re not as handsome as Shu Siyu’s dad. If Ye Zhenzhen becomes Shu Siyu’s stepmom, then you won’t have a wife anymore!"

Observing the expression on his dad’s face, Song Yuchen offered his solution, "Daddy, I think I can help you too, just like Shu Siyu’s dad.

Tomorrow morning I’ll help you make breakfast for Mommy, and if she’s full, she won’t eat the sandwiches brought by Shu Siyu anymore!"