Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

Chapter 2202: Chapter 2202: Fake Dad, He’s a Fake Dad

“You, you all…”

At this moment, he truly felt afraid.

This was clearly not an ordinary fire; that Golden Box was melting at a speed visible to the naked eye. The poison inside naturally wasn’t spared either, consumed completely in just a matter of moments.

“Bad, bad, fake daddy, it’s a fake daddy, treasure is ruined.”

Little Nuonuo watched as his biological father burned the treasure he loved, becoming extremely anxious as he even came up with the term “fake daddy.”

An Jiuyue was taken aback upon hearing his son’s words.

“This… who taught you that?”

The little baby was always by their side. Who would teach him the term “fake daddy”? There shouldn’t be anyone, right?

Qian Jiyun, who had been fixated on the golden box, paused, feeling a bit regretful. The term “fake daddy” wasn’t taught by anyone else; it was something their son came up with during a playful protest when he wanted his mommy.

Now, he truly regretted it, wondering why on earth he had such a lapse of judgment and said “fake daddy” back then.

“Let me hold him for a while.”

He decisively took the little baby from Jiuyue’s arms.

“Hmph, hmph, hmph hmph!”

The little baby couldn’t resist and let himself be held, but to show his displeasure, he huffed several times.

“Whose personality does he get this from?”

An Jiuyue found his son’s adorable angry little face amusing.

Neither she nor Qian Jiyun had such a temperament, yet this little baby was a master of insults and being angry. She wondered if he could have picked it up from Wei Na in the space.

Wei Na: “…”

What does this have to do with him? What could he possibly teach? Clearly, the little baby spent most of his time in the male owner’s space.

Why blame him for everything? He felt wronged too.

“Do you like that thing?”

Qian Jiyun asked his son softly.

The little baby pouted without speaking, his eyes constantly drifting to the spot where his father had thrown the box, even though there was nothing left there now.

“In a couple of days, Daddy will make you a nicer one, okay? We won’t use gold; we’ll make it with Yellow Pellets, is that okay?” Qian Jiyun coaxed.

Listening to his father, the little baby blinked and looked back at his dad.

“Really?”

“Really, your daddy doesn’t lie to kids.” Qian Jiyun said.

“Then Nuonuo wants three.”

The little baby thought for a moment, holding out his two wrists for his dad to see, indicating that he wanted one for each wrist.

“And one to wear around the neck.” He added.

Qian Jiyun: “!!!”

A box around your neck? Aren’t you afraid it will bother you when you sleep?

Don’t you know your sleeping posture? A three-by-three-meter bed isn’t enough for you alone, yet you want to hang a Yellow Pellet on your neck!

“Alright, I’ll make you three. The box for your neck will be made from Soft Pellets.” He thought for a bit and decided to indulge his son.

There’s a type of pellet that’s soft, perfect for making a small box to hang around the neck without fearing it will hurt the skin.

“You just spoil him.”

An Jiuyue shook her head, feeling that this father-and-son duo was hopeless.

However, the little baby was genuinely placated by his father and no longer talked about a fake daddy, happily nestled in his father’s embrace, glaring at General Ning with his little eyes.

“Bad guy, fight!”

General Ning: “!”

Did he offend this little one somehow? Why is he being scolded right off the bat?

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