The Beautiful Teaching Assistant Gave Me Three Children, Shocking the Entire School
Chapter 189: It’s Enough for Me to Go Crazy for Him!

Chapter 189: Chapter 189: It’s Enough for Me to Go Crazy for Him!

"Feeling guilty because of your own misdeeds."

Tang Yuxin nodded, looking somewhat disdainful herself. "These people are like that—they’ve done so many bad things, so they assume others are just as scheming as they are..."

"Alright, today’s about bringing the kids out to have fun."

After Xiao Fei finished speaking, he squatted down, ruffled Da Bao’s head, and pointed at the Falcon 9 ahead of them. "Da Bao, this is a rocket."

"Woo~~"

Da Bao nodded, his tiny head tilted completely upward at a ninety-degree angle.

"Baba... can it... fly?"

"It can! It can fly really, really high. One day when Da Bao grows up, you can sit on it and fly really, really high too!"

Da Bao’s eyes filled with anticipation.

A tiny figure less than a meter tall stood before the massive rocket, towering over seventy meters high.

The young child faced the pinnacle achievement of human technology.

A seed was planted in Da Bao’s heart. Someday, it would grow into a towering tree.

Looking at Da Bao, Xiao Fei was suddenly struck by a vision, as though he could see Xiao Xinghe, grown up many years in the future.

"I’m really looking forward to that day... Da Bao, just how far will you grow?"

Xiao Fei’s murmuring was heard by Da Bao, who tilted his head to look curiously at his dad beside him.

"Baba?"

"Hmm?"

"Can Da Bao... fly now?"

"Not yet. Da Bao is still too little."

Xiao Fei gently pinched the little one’s cheek. Seeing his slightly crestfallen expression, he quickly comforted him, "But don’t worry, as long as Da Bao grows up quickly, it’ll happen!"

"Mhm, mhm!"

Da Bao nodded earnestly.

He was determined to grow up fast, and then soar high, high into the sky on a rocket!

Finally, the time for the launch arrived.

As the countdown began, everyone on-site became tense.

Though the three little ones didn’t understand what was happening, they could sense the change in the atmosphere around them.

[3... 2... 1...!]

[Launch!]

With the launch command, the rocket successfully ignited.

From the massive chassis of the rocket, scorching flames erupted.

The restraints holding it to the launch pad had already been released in advance.

The immense thrust generated by the engine caused this seventy-meter giant to slowly lift off.

Even though they were standing at a considerable distance, both Xiao Fei and Tang Yuxin could feel a wave of heat rushing towards them.

"Whoa, whoa...!"

"It’s... flying!"

"Baba... guh-aaa!"

Watching the rocket ascend, the three little ones immediately cheered.

Especially Da Bao, who bounced up and down in excitement, nearly toppling over.

"What incredible power," Tang Yuxin murmured as she squinted at the scene.

Even as a woman, witnessing such overwhelming power, a product of "science," stirred her heart.

The rocket continued to ascend.

Its trajectory was perfectly stable.

As its speed increased, it left a long trail of flame behind, quickly disappearing into the sky.

Xiao Fei’s gaze shifted to the line of poetry printed on the rocket, containing the names of the three little ones.

"Honey..."

"Hmm?"

"The more I see this, the more I believe Da Bao will walk down a path related to aerospace in the future."

"What do you think—should we just launch a new rocket for Da Bao to play with every year on his birthday?"

"Are you joking, darling?"

Tang Yuxin looked at Xiao Fei in disbelief, though something in her expression acknowledged that if it was her husband, he might actually be capable of this.

But still...

"Hmph, you pamper Da Bao too much."

She pretended to pout.

"Alright, fine. On your birthday, I’ll launch one for you too."

"No, no, no, I don’t want that."

Tang Yuxin was simply throwing a small tantrum—she’d never actually let Xiao Fei follow through with such a suggestion.

"I don’t want to become a ’Daji,’ a woman who ruins nations and depletes their resources."

"How could Daji compare to how beautiful my wife is?"

"You and your sweet talk!"

Both embarrassed and pleased, Tang Yuxin shot Xiao Fei a playful glare.

Just then, Musk walked over.

"Xiao, there are many reporters outside asking about the Chinese phrase written on the rocket. Do you want to...?"

"Nope."

Xiao Fei shook his head and declined directly.

"I don’t want to spend my days being hounded by those folks, answering all sorts of questions."

"Oh, come on, Xiao! Don’t you realize what an excellent opportunity this is to shine?"

Musk shook his head dramatically as he spoke.

"Trust me, if you say just a few words in public, by tomorrow, women all over the world will go crazy for you!"

Tang Yuxin immediately became wary. She latched onto Xiao Fei’s arm and, wearing a stern face, retorted, "Mr. Musk, my husband only needs me to go crazy for him."

Musk’s expression turned quite amusing.

Still, he said no more.

Although Musk himself didn’t care much about family affairs—despite being in his forties or fifties and constantly dating new girlfriends without considering marriage—he wouldn’t comment on others’ life choices.

Even if, in his heart, he thought it was a pity for Xiao Fei.

Following Tang Yuxin’s words, Xiao Fei added with a laugh, "Musk, you see? My wife won’t allow it... hahaha!"

Musk shrugged.

"Unbelievable. Madam, don’t you want a globally renowned husband, someone all women envy?"

"No, I don’t!"

Tang Yuxin said firmly, almost gritting her teeth.

Wasn’t her current level of stress already overwhelming enough?

If Xiao Fei became any more famous, she feared she’d reach her breaking point.

"Oh, by the way!"

"Xiao, here’s a gift I prepared for your kids."

Out of nowhere, Musk produced three miniature rocket models.

After thanking Musk, Xiao Fei handed the models to the little ones.

"Kids, say thank you!"

"Thank you, Uncle!"

The three children stood in a line, thanking him in unison.

They then gleefully started playing with the rocket models. Da Bao, in particular, kept glancing between the model in his hand and the Falcon 9 already high in the sky.

By then, the rocket was nearly impossible to see with the naked eye.

"Baba..."

"Da Bao?"

"The rocket... is gone...?"

"It’s flown really, really high and really, really far away."

"Will it come back?"

"It will!"

"It won’t get lost, will it?"

"It won’t!"

"Oh..."

Da Bao nodded, finally reassured. "If it got lost... its Baba and Mama... would be sad..."

The little one’s innocent, childlike words made Xiao Fei and Tang Yuxin burst out laughing.

They looked at each other, their eyes brimming with love, as though they wanted to meld into each other’s very being.

"Da Bao... like a rocket... won’t get lost."

The little one declared seriously.

He meant that, like the rocket, he would never make his parents sad.

This kid—what a delight.

Tang Yuxin pulled Da Bao into her arms, showering soft kisses on his squishy little cheeks.