Long Qin was pretending to be cold. Seeing Cang Xiaolou's adorable look, she could not pretend anymore. She picked Cang Xiaolou up and lovingly touched his little dragon horns which he had yet to retract back. She said gently, "Promise me that you won't show your little dragon horns casually in the future, okay? Not even to someone you think you can trust."
Cang Xiaolou pouted indignantly. "I know. This is the first time I've spoiled a woman so much, and you're still angry with me. Hmph, Daddy is right. Women are all unreasonable little vixens."
Long Qin was speechless. It sounded like Cang Xiaolou's father was quite experienced. She smiled as she fiddled with Cang Xiaolou's little dragon horns. "I know. Who has little dragon horns like you? Your father?"
Cang Xiaolou shook his head. "It's my mother, but Baby, why aren't you surprised at all?"
Long Qin said, "I saw your little dragon horns in the hospital. Why else would I save you? I helped because you were such a treasure."
Hearing this, Cang Xiaolou instantly felt good.
At this moment, Long Qin asked again, "Where's your mother?"
Cang Xiaolou's eyes dimmed. "Third Uncle said that my mother is already dead, but my father said that my mother only went on a long trip. Hmph, I don't miss my mother at all. My mother is just a scumbag. She neither misses me nor does she miss my father." His voice was arrogant, but he couldn't hide his grievances.
Long Qin was stunned. So Cang Xiaolou's mother had passed away? This little guy was like her, someone without a mother. She rubbed Cang Xiaolou's head and comforted him. "There's no mother in the world who doesn't like her child. Your mother must have missed you very much. She might have a good reason for not coming back in such a long time."
With that, she put Cang Xiaolou down and continued to tidy up the house.
In the evening, Old Madam Cang sent someone over to invite Long Qin to dinner. Old Madam Cang did not live in the same villa as Cang Xu, but it was still in the family estate, not far away. In order to thank Long Qin, Old Madam Cang personally cooked a table of dishes. There were all kinds of dishes available and they were a feast for the eyes.
"Miss Long, don't stand on ceremony. Just treat this place like your own home. Don't be reserved. I was afraid that you wouldn't be used to it on your first day here, so I stopped them from coming over. Otherwise, who knows how many people would want to thank you for saving Xiaolou?" the old madam said.
Long Qin was flattered. "Thank you."
She was not reserved, but she did not know what it would be like in her own home. After all, she had never had a home. Her mother had died when she was five years old, leaving her alone on the penal planet.
Cang Xiaolou volunteered to peel prawns for Long Qin. "Baby, eat this. It's super delicious."
At the dining table, there was Old Master Cang, Old Madam Cang, Cang Xu, Cang Liu, Cang Xiaolou, and Long Qin. Cang Xu was the coldest person at the entire dining table. Without saying a word, he lowered his head and ate.
It was only when he heard the way Cang Xiaolou addressed Long Qin that he slowly raised his head. "Baby?"
Cang Xiaolou puffed out his chest proudly. "Daddy, Baby is my wife, not yours. You can't call her Baby."
Cang Xu's expression turned ugly and his voice was as cold as an icicle. "You're not allowed to use this. Change the way you address her."
"Why?" Cang Xiaolou refused.
"There's no reason. I won't allow it." There was absolute oppression in Cang Xu's voice.
Cang Xiaolou retorted, "I don't care!"
Cang Xu said, "I think you're asking for a beating."
The father and son confronted each other, neither willing to back down. Cang Xu suddenly put down his chopsticks. "You really deserve a beating."
Cang Xiaolou quickly jumped off the chair and ran to Old Madam Cang's side. He cried and provoked her, "Great-Grandmother! Father wants to beat me up again! He's just jealous that I have a wife but he doesn't!"
Old Madam Cang hurriedly pulled Cang Xiaolou into her embrace and glared at Cang Xu, "What are you fussing over with Xiaolou for? Isn't it just a form of address? Why did the word become your exclusive form of address? Your grandfather calls me the same thing. Don't tell me you're going to stop him too?"
Old Master Cang was holding a wine cup to his mouth, but his hand suddenly froze. He began to recall when he had called his wife "baby", but in the end, he concluded he did not. At this moment, Old Madam Cang's gaze swept over with intense killing intent.
Old Master Cang instantly put down the wine cup, "That's right, I've already called your grandmother 'baby' for decades, right, Baby?"
The last sentence was directed at Old Madam Cang. After saying that, his ears turned red.