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My Ex-Husband Is Proposing Again

Chapter 832 - 832 Never reaching the heights of Little
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Chapter 832: Chapter 832: Never reaching the heights of Little Pudding in this lifetime

Chapter 832 -832: Never reaching the heights of Little Pudding in this lifetime

The little one was born good-looking, round and chubby, and when he smiled, he resembled an adorable little lucky doll. Seeing the child often lifted one’s spirits.

Su Hongxing simply couldn’t shake off the clingy Little Pudding.

Previously, Little Pudding was happy to stick with Ye Qilan, happy to follow her to meetings, content to eat snacks at the conference table, charming and joking with everyone there, and responsible for livening up the meeting atmosphere.

Now Little Pudding only recognized one person, and that was Su Hongxing.

“Why has Fourth Sister-in-law come to me?” Fu Yan, seeing the little follower behind Su Hongxing, laughed, “Little Pudding, come let daddy give you a hug.”

“No, I only want hugs from my dear mommy,” Little Pudding said, and then looked up at Su Hongxing pleasingly, as if that could make Su Hongxing love her a little more.

Fu Yan was extremely surprised and asked curiously, “Fourth Sister-in-law, have you put some spell on Little Pudding?”

“This child might return to normal in a few days. She knows there’s another one in my belly, afraid that the one inside will steal my love from her, so she keeps an eye on me all the time,” Su Hongxing explained as she sat down on the couch.

Pregnancy is exhausting, and she was also experiencing morning sickness, along with the demanding Little Pudding, her days were very challenging.

Upstairs, there was also Ye Qilan feeling jealous over Little Pudding’s attention, the whole family was a handful.

What worried her the most was the one in her belly, who had already been noticed by Cao Shiyu before even being born.

Hearing this, Fu Yan laughed until he could hardly close his mouth, “Little Pudding, become my daughter. Daddy will find you a new mommy…”

“I only want this mommy, mommy is the dearest mommy,” Little Pudding clung tightly to Su Hongxing’s legs, looking at Fu Yan with disdain.

“You little clever girl, with all your tricks, is your mommy really that great?” Fu Yan gently pinched the little girl’s cheek, growing fonder the more he looked.

He hadn’t expected that the little treasure he had unintentionally brought back to Taicheng would turn out to be Ye Qilan’s own daughter.

These fateful things, once they come, are unstoppable.

“Of course, mommy is the best, best of all,” Little Pudding went over to Su Hongxing, touching her belly, “Mommy, are the little brother or sister being good?”

“Not as good as Little Pudding,” Su Hongxing, understanding Little Pudding’s jealousy toward her siblings, always picked the right words to please her.

Sure enough, Little Pudding proudly curled her lips. If she had a tail, she’d probably be wagging it joyfully right now?

“So, mommy has to love Little Pudding the most,” Little Pudding didn’t forget to promote herself.

Fu Yan, watching from the side, laughed so hard he was gasping for air, finding it amusing to play the whole day with Little Pudding.

How did two such people as Ye Qilan and Su Hongxing manage to produce such an interesting Little Pudding?

And there was Ye Qilan, wishing he could commit homicide because he was tangled up by Cao Shiyu. After not seeing Su Hongxing and her daughter for a while, he simply came looking for them.

He was just standing at the door of the CEO’s office when he saw Little Pudding standing on the couch, massaging Su Hongxing’s neck. After each massage stroke on Su Hongxing’s neck, Little Pudding would kiss Su Hongxing’s face, her diligent little demeanor astonished him. 𝓷ℴ𝓋𝓅𝓊𝒷.𝒸𝓸𝓶

He felt he could never reach the heights of Little Pudding in this lifetime.

Su Hongxing also was being comfortably served by Little Pudding, and coupled with the little one asking every five minutes whether she was loved, Su Hongxing pretended to be hard of hearing by the end, hearing nothing at all.

Here it came again.

“Mommy, is Little Pudding cute?” Little Pudding eagerly looked at Su Hongxing as she asked.

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