The wealthy stepmom became wildly popular in the parenting show-Chapter 93 - Telling a Story to Little Mobao

Chapter 93: Chapter 93 Telling a Story to Little Mobao

Chapter 93 -93 Telling a Story to Little Mobao

Li Xingwan licked her ice cream as she walked outside. When she caught Fu Chengzhou’s gaze, she stopped dumbfounded and asked him, “Mr. Fu, would you like some?”

Fu Chengzhou had no intention of eating. He wasn’t fond of those treats. But since she asked him…

Fu Chengzhou walked towards Li Xingwan. As her eyes widened in surprise, he slowly bent down and bit into the spot she had just eaten from.

Li Xingwan was speechless for a long time. “You… you-you…”

Fu Chengzhou looked at her. Seeing her expression, he felt a stir in his chest and a growing desire to tease her. Leaning in, he delivered a kiss right on her lips.

He moved swiftly, so fast that Li Xingwan didn’t have time to react before she was… kissed by him.

But the withdrawal was very slow, almost teasingly so.

“Quite tasty,” Fu Chengzhou straightened up, gently touched her long hair, and ascended the stairs with his long strides.

Whether that “quite tasty” referred to Li Xingwan or the ice cream in her hand was unclear.

“I’m going! I’m going!” The live stream chat exploded. “Who is the Fu Consortium talking about? Li Xingwan or the ice cream?”

Some of the trolls were so shocked by the scene that their hearts were thumping uncontrollably.

“Seems like he’s talking about Li Xingwan?”

“How is that possible?! Haven’t they just gotten to know each other?”

“Mommy, what’s wrong?” Fu Xiaomo popped out from behind Li Xingwan. “Why are your cheeks all red?”

Li Xingwan: “!!!”

“Nothing, nothing, it’s just too hot,” she said, convinced she had lost her mind. How could this intimidating, god-like figure keep his eyes fixed on her?

Li Xingwan had also come to a troubling realization: The plot had taken a completely different turn from the book she had read.

In the book, the male protagonist detested the original lead to the core. Despite her efforts to change the narrative, the story kept deviating again and again, stubbornly refusing to stick to the script.

Facepalm…

“But I don’t feel that way,” Little Mobao chimed in, following behind her. “I think you blushed because you saw my daddy. Say, do you like him a lot?”

“Little Mobao!” Li Xingwan nearly roared. “No, I don’t.”

“Eh… Mommy, it seems your face is even redder now.”

Li Xingwan: “…”

Argh, she felt like dying…

Even the netizens following the live stream could sense Li Xingwan’s desperate struggle.

“Hurry up and eat your ice cream!”

“Okay, okay.” Little Mobao nodded repeatedly and headed toward the sofa. Being with Mommy during the show felt so blissful, it was to die for.

Li Xingwan followed him. “Alright, after you finish, it’s time for bed.”

Before tucking Little Mobao in, Li Xingwan checked the cut on his leg again.

Thanks to Fu Chengzhou’s professional handling, the small wound had already started to scab over.

After assessing the situation, Li Xingwan reapplied some ointment to the little one and rebandaged the wound. “It will be all better tomorrow, baby.”

“Yeah!” Little Mobao’s eyes sparkled when he looked at Li Xingwan, but he didn’t dare make any demands.

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However, Li Xingwan took the initiative to fulfill the promise she made yesterday. “Let’s go! Upstairs we head, I’ll tell a story to lull my Little Mobao to sleep.”