Overnight Hit: Vicious Stepmother and Genius Son
Chapter 151 Who Decides

Chapter 151: Chapter 151 Who Decides

Cheng Zheng pinched Cheng Jiaming’s tender little face, "You little rascal, you haven’t learned anything but already know how to tattle to your mom."

Cheng Jiaming, snuggling up to Su Xi, whined, "Mommy, look at your husband..."

Su Xi patted Cheng Jiaming’s little head, "Okay Cheng Jiaming, a man really shouldn’t always be thinking about tattling."

Cheng Jiaming stealthily glanced at Cheng Zheng, huffing with annoyance.

Over here, Song Yuchen toddled over to Song Jinze with his head bowed, his little milk voice trembling as he called out, "Daddy..."

Daddy had already said that he wasn’t allowed to play with the excavator in the yard, and now, caught in the act, the little guy felt a bit guilty.

Cheng Jiaming ran over, tilting his little head up and cheerfully called out, "Hello Uncle Song."

Song Jinze’s stern face softened slightly, "Hello."

Ye Zhenzhen also noticed that Song Jinze’s expression was off and Xiao Chen’s reaction was strange, so she crouched down and asked Xiao Chen, "Little guy, what’s wrong with you?"

Just now he was playing happily, but as soon as this man returned, he was all stern with the child. When he had called the little guy down earlier, that commanding tone was really overbearing.

With his head lowered, Song Yuchen twisted his little brain and whispered to Ye Zhenzhen, "Because Daddy won’t let me play with the excavator in the yard."

If Daddy had agreed earlier to let him play, he would have had Grandpa buy it for him by now.

"Oh," Ye Zhenzhen understood, so that was the situation.

Ye Zhenzhen stood up, meeting the man’s deep, ink-dark eyes, and pointed to the patch of grass where they were standing, "Um, don’t blame Xiao Chen, it was me who let him play here, I didn’t know before that you wouldn’t allow him..."

Cheng Jiaming, another observant little one, said with a grin to Song Jinze, "Uncle, we have one of these at my house too, so that’s why I wanted to give it to Xiao Chen. Don’t blame Xiao Chen, okay?"

Song Jinze’s lips moved slightly, his gaze intense as he looked at Ye Zhenzhen for a few seconds. These past few days, he could feel her love for Xiao Chen; every time she spoke about him, her tone was gentle and affectionate.

What really baffled him now was why this woman, who had previously been quite cordial toward him, was recently nice to everyone else but rarely had a kind word for him.

Since the matter had come to this point, even if he disagreed, he had to consent, "Be careful."

These words were directed at Song Yuchen.

Song Yuchen nodded, "Mhmm, Daddy, I will."

The little guy was already bursting with joy inside. Was Daddy agreeing?

Cheng Zheng came over and playfully ruffled Xiao Chen’s hair, "Kid, in your family, the person whose word counts is your mom, right?"

What Cheng Zheng said seemed to be addressed to Xiao Chen but was actually meant for Song Jinze’s ears.

Song Jinze’s narrow eyes squinted, a hint of intriguing smile on his handsome face. He glanced at Cheng Zheng and then back at Song Yuchen.

As if understanding the meaning in his father’s eyes, Song Yuchen looked up at Cheng Zheng, "Uncle, are you asking this because in your house, the person whose word counts is Aunt Su Qian?"

Song Jinze’s eyelids lifted slightly, pleased with Song Yuchen’s counterquestion.

Cheng Zheng: ...

This little rascal, just like his father, cunning and sly.

Cheng Jiaming, on the other hand, cocked his head proudly and said, "Of course, in our house, it’s Mom who has the final say. Whenever I have something, I go to Mom."

Ye Zhenzhen pressed her lips together, trying not to laugh. As she looked up, her eyes collided with the deep gaze of Song Jinze. Seemingly infected by her smile, his lips curved slightly, and in a deep voice, he said, "As for home affairs, naturally we should listen to the wife."

Su Xi, who had been standing by without speaking, raised an eyebrow at Ye Zhenzhen, "Hmm, it seems President Song also loves his wife very much."

Ye Zhenzhen: ...

The words Song Jinze had said were not only to give Cheng Zheng a way out, but also to take care of her status as Mrs. Song.

And Su Xi’s response did indeed help the two men out of an awkward situation, but to say that this man would love her very much...

Ye Zhenzhen dared not and also did not want to think about that.

Based on what she had observed of this man in the past few days, his kindness towards her was nothing more than a sense of duty as an elder, and also stemmed from the man’s inherent upbringing.

She wouldn’t greedily fantasize that a man brought up in the prestigious Song family like him could develop true love for her.

Being able to live together peacefully and happily as of late was something Ye Zhenzhen considered a very fortunate and joyous matter already.

After all, the elders of the Song family were very nice, Xiao Chen was also very adorable, she lived in a big mansion, had a driver when she went out, and servants when she came home. To be greedier than that would be inappropriate of her.

...

The group returned to the villa’s living room, where the servants had prepared floral tea and fruits.

When he had returned just now, Cheng Jiaming had not entered the villa, instead taking Xiao Chen straight to play with the excavator. Now, seeing the watermelon in the living room, he excitedly hugged it, refusing to let go.

Watermelon also liked children very much, so it let Cheng Jiaming touch its snowy white fur to his heart’s content.

After coming in and not sitting for long, seeing that it was getting late, Cheng Zheng discussed with Su Xi and decided to take Cheng Jiaming back to the hotel.

Cheng Jiaming absolutely refused to leave and insisted on staying over to sleep with Song Yuchen.

Ye Zhenzhen had also attempted to persuade Su Xi to stay the night at her house, but was rejected by Cheng Zheng, who said he couldn’t sleep in someone else’s home and would rather sleep more soundly at a hotel.

Eventually, under the persuasion of Song Yuchen and Ye Zhenzhen, Cheng Jiaming stayed behind.

Su Xi said to Cheng Jiaming, "Cheng Jiaming, you must be good while staying with Song Yuchen, okay?"

Cheng Jiaming nodded, "Don’t worry, Mommy, I’ll definitely be good. See you tomorrow!"

After the Cheng Zheng couple left, Song Yuchen took Cheng Jiaming to his room, fetching clothes and toys for his little friend, bustling with activity.

Once the two little boys had finished bathing and came out, Ye Zhenzhen stepped forward and asked, "Would you like me to tell you a story?"

Since he had a friend to play with today, Song Yuchen didn’t even think before refusing Ye Zhenzhen, "No need, Mom, you should go rest. Cheng Jiaming and I will play a little bit more before we sleep."

Cheng Jiaming also nodded along, "Auntie, don’t worry, we’ll be really good."

"Alright then, make sure you go to sleep early."

The two little boys chorused in unison, "We know!"

After leaving the children’s room, Ye Zhenzhen finished washing up in her own room and lay down on the bed to sleep.

She wasn’t feeling very sleepy that day, and lay in bed for a long time without falling asleep, so much so that when the man came in from outside, went into the bathroom to shower, and then lay down on the bed, she was fully aware of it all.

The moment the man lifted the blanket and lay down, Ye Zhenzhen’s body stiffened, and her eyes closed tightly.

Luckily, she had been lying on her side this whole time, now with her back to the man.

However, the next second, she felt a tightening around her waist as the man’s warm palm rested on it, gently pulling her in, and then, she bumped into the man’s firm chest...