The wealthy stepmom became wildly popular in the parenting show-Chapter 118 - Sour So Sour

Chapter 118: Chapter 118: Sour, So Sour

Chapter 118 -118: Sour, So Sour

“That’s fine,” Little Mobao said, having switched sides just like that. He laughed mischievously. “But you have to call out loud in front of the live streaming audience.”

“Haha, Little Mobao is learning bad habits, Little Mobao is learning bad habits.”

“Li Xingwan: My son, whom I’ve raised since he was a baby, has betrayed me.”

“Li Xingwan: It turns out I invested my feelings in the wrong place.”

“Let’s begin our parent-child family game now,” announced the director of the show. “First, the three of you close your eyes and stand still. Then, our Little Mobao will start by tracing with the thumb on your palm.”

Little Mobao immediately stood very handsomely in the first position. Li Xingwan naturally took her place behind him.

At this moment, Fu Chengzhou also stood up, snuffed out the cigarette in the jade ashtray, and walked towards Li Xingwan’s back.

There was a certain distance maintained between the three of them. However, Fu Chengzhou didn’t keep himself as far from Li Xingwan as she did. He intentionally got closer to her.

His intention was clear. Since they were supposed to cultivate their relationship, he wanted to foster it earnestly. He wanted Li Xingwan to get used to him and to feel his presence.

Being close, she naturally caught whiffs of his scent, similar to that of sandalwood, cool yet forbidden.

Everybody in the live streaming room noticed Fu Chengzhou’s intentions and the screen exploded with comments of feeling ‘sour.’

This Fu Consortium tycoon really knew his way around things.

Moreover, they noticed that despite his three years away from home, Fu Chengzhou had eyes only for his wife.

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He believed in Buddhism, but also had very righteous principles.

“I’ll start now,” Li Xingwan said as her eyes were covered. Fu Xiaomo, standing in front of her, turned around and began to draw in the palm of her outstretched hand.

However, it wasn’t just any random drawing. Based on the image provided by the program team, the drawing had to be traced into her palm. Then the last person would recreate the drawing on a board and guess what it was.

Looking at the topic given by the program team, Little Mobao saw it was a fox.

That was hard to guess.

It could be a dog, a fox, a wolf, or many other animals.

He felt a bit puzzled but quickly started tracing the image stroke by stroke into Li Xingwan’s palm.

Li Xingwan followed the movements of Little Mobao’s fingers, sensing the drawing. When he finished, her mind was a jumble.

This was her weakest skill, yet she felt like the drawing might be a small dog.

Turning around, she removed her blindfold. Fu Chengzhou instinctively reached out his hand toward her.

Fu Chengzhou’s hand was large. Li Xingwan had become very aware of this during their vegetable chopping that morning, though she hadn’t had a closer look. Now upon closer inspection, his fingers were long and clean, the knuckles exuded a sense of strength, and they were pleasing to the eye.

Undoubtedly, a pair of hands fit for a domineering CEO. More heart-fluttering than any she had seen in the countless short videos she’d come across.

Even the online audience in the live stream was captivated by Fu Chengzhou’s hands, as if unacquainted with the ways of the world.

“Why not, let me do it!!!” the online viewers in the live stream went wild. “Why should Li Xingwan be the only one allowed to?!”

“Am I not good enough?!”

Comment after comment filled the screen.

The one true love fan also showed up surprisingly, contributing a god-level comment.

“Whether you come or not is not the point. The point is that Fu Chengzhou, he only reaches out his hand to Li Xingwan!”

“Oh my god! How did this little green hat bigshot show up again?!”

“Afraid that the Fu Consortium tycoon wouldn’t notice him?!”

“Everyone report, unite!”

“Why aren’t you drawing?” Fu Chengzhou’s voice seemed to notice Li Xingwan scrutinizing his hand, perhaps distracted by it. His voice held a hint of laughter.

This made Li Xingwan blush. “Draw! I’ll draw right now!”