The Richest Billionaire is My Accidental Husband
Chapter 922: Mo Yinhe Is a Straightforward Guy

Chapter 922: Chapter 922: Mo Yinhe Is a Straightforward Guy

Ye Xingguang picked up little Xiaohua and planned to hold Mo Yinhe’s hand, but Mo Yinhe coolly tucked his little hands into his pockets, not giving her the chance to hold them, putting on an air as if the CEO’s hands weren’t just something you could hold whenever you wanted.

Ye Xingguang ruffled his hair, "Let’s go, I’ll take you to see your little bedroom where you’ll be staying."

"Yay, yay," Yin Xiaohua wrapped her arms around Ye Xingguang’s neck, still finding the pretty auntie very fragrant.

"Xiaohua, have you had breakfast yet?"

Yin Xiaohua touched her little belly, showing she was full, but she said, "Big pig Mo didn’t eat. Big pig Mo doesn’t eat breakfast every day, yet forces me to eat. What’s this called... oh, it’s like only the officials are allowed to set fires, and the commoners can’t even light lamps."

Mo Yinhe, walking with small steps, frowned upon hearing Yin Xiaohua’s voice: "You sure talk a lot."

Yin Xiaohua, with her arms around Ye Xingguang’s neck, stuck out her little tongue at Mo Yinhe.

"Disgusting."

After saying that, Mo Yinhe walked ahead, seemingly not wanting to deal with Yin Xiaohua.

The group finally arrived at Ye Xingguang’s living area.

Xiao Yun had not seen the two children before, and was taken aback to see them now, wondering when Sir Xiao and Miss Ye had hidden away two children; these two clearly had their genetics.

"Miss Ye, what’s going on?" Xiao Yun asked when the group entered.

"Brother Xiao, these two kids will be living with me for the next seven days. You take these bodyguards and help put away their luggage."

"Are these your and Sir Xiao’s kids?"

"Ah? Haha, no, they’re someone else’s, I’m just looking after them for seven days."

"But why do they look so much like you and Sir Xiao?"

That’s why they’re likable, Xiao Yun thought, feeling an affinity and a particular desire to be close to them.

However, Ye Xingguang laughed heartily: "Brother Xiao, it’s not possible. I’m only twenty-one this year, and this child is already five. How could I have been pregnant at fifteen and given birth at sixteen? Also, I didn’t get stuck with the big tumor back then. It’s normal for people to look alike, don’t think too much about it. If you don’t believe me, ask Fu Zhuo; he knows what the deal is."

Besides, Gui Baili had said that Mo Yinhe was actually older than five, so how could she have the capability to give birth to such an amazing kid?

Her and the big tumor’s baby was still incubating in the egg, growing slowly. Before leaving land, her child hadn’t even developed enough to determine its sex, but she did indeed wish for a son as capable as Mo Yinhe and a daughter as cute as Yin Xiaohua; that would be a perfect life.

Haha, just thinking, just thoughts.

Hearing this, Xiao Yun did not press further, and told the two bodyguards dragging suitcases: "Follow me."

Ye Xingguang put Yin Xiaohua down on the ground and squatted down to tidy up her little skirt: "Xiaohua, what do you want to eat for lunch? I’ll have someone make it for you."

Yin Xiaohua was just about to list what she wanted to eat when cool Mo Yinhe stood by and said, "You have to cook for us yourself, otherwise I won’t give the cooperation rights to Ye Corporation."

"Ah? But I can’t cook."

Mo Yinhe looked disappointed: "How can you not even know how to cook? What man would marry you?"

Ye Xingguang felt a wave of speechlessness. Which little boy with outdated ideas was this? Who decided that modern women couldn’t get married if they couldn’t cook?

Ye Xingguang boasted: "It’s fine if my husband can cook. These days, a man who can’t cook is the one who can’t find a wife, you know?"