Chapter 69.2

Xu Yuan took a day off today and didn’t have to go to work, so she worked directly from home. She held Baby Panda’s hand and took Meng Zhengrong to the door.

Baby Panda was dressed in overalls and a little hat, looking incredibly cute and stylish.

“Mommy… let’s go, let’s go.” He tugged at Xu Yuan’s hand, wanting to return to the villa.

Meng Zhengrong, with a dark expression, picked up Baby Panda and placed him in the passenger seat, pretending to scare him. “Today, you’ll go to work with Dad.”

If Meng Zhengrong had paid attention to the calendar, he would have known today was an unlucky day for outings.

As Baby Panda began to fake-cry, Meng’s father and mother arrived. Hearing their grandson’s cries, they rushed over, with Meng’s mother pushing Meng Zhengrong aside and rescuing Baby Panda, holding him in her arms and comforting him. “Don’t cry, Baby Panda, don’t cry.”

“Daddy is bad; Daddy is leaving!” Baby Panda had already learned to tell on his dad and quickly complained as soon as his grandparents arrived.

It’s often said that grandparents dote on their grandchildren, and this was indeed true. Meng’s father, who was usually strict with his son and daughter, reached out and gave Meng Zhengrong a few playful smacks while saying, “Don’t cry, Baby Panda. Grandpa is punishing Daddy.”

“Daddy!”

This chubby kid is your grandchild! Am I not your son?

Meng Zhengrong could only hold back his anger, mentally noting Baby Panda’s behavior in his little notebook.

Fortunately, Xu Yuan came out to mediate. “Zhengrong is just teasing Baby Panda. Mom and Dad, have you had breakfast yet?”

The topic was successfully shifted, and after Meng Zhengrong shot Baby Panda a fierce glare, he quickly got in the car and drove away.

He owed this little fat guy in his previous life!

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After Baby Panda officially celebrated his first birthday, Meng Zhengrong coaxed and tricked Xu Yuan into going on their honeymoon together.

In fact, they should have gone on their honeymoon immediately after getting married, but both of them were busy at that time. Later, Xu Yuan got pregnant, and her pregnancy symptoms were quite severe, making it impossible to go out and have fun. After Baby Panda was born, they were even less able to travel. After getting married and having children, they finally understood that their own time was becoming increasingly limited.

Xu Yuan was eager to see the outside world.

Due to the time difference, Xu Yuan and Meng Zhengrong didn’t have much time to video call Baby Panda. Their vacation was very short, only a few days, leaving them no time to chat.

They could only accept short videos from Meng’s father and mother on WeChat, seeing how Baby Panda looked each day.

Meng’s mother mentioned that Baby Panda had been noticeably more melancholy these days, often running to their bedroom to check on them. However, he was well-behaved, and even though he couldn’t find his mom, he didn’t cry.

He just seemed a bit indifferent to others; on the other hand, he was eating more than before. They wondered if he was venting his inner dissatisfaction.

When Meng Zhengrong and Xu Yuan returned, Baby Panda was already unwilling to interact with them. He was indeed a very stubborn boy.

The family of three had dinner together, with Baby Panda sitting in his high chair while Xu Yuan and Meng Zhengrong sat beside him, continuously talking to him. “Baby Panda, don’t you recognize Mommy anymore? Mommy brought you back so many toys!”

Baby Panda ignored her, indicating that he had gotten used to living alone and didn’t need this delayed affection; he could live well on his own.

Meng Zhengrong simply rubbed his chubby face, “This kid still has feelings, huh? Isn’t he a man? Mom and Dad just went out to play for a few days. Come on, call Daddy.”

Even after rubbing Baby Panda’s face until it turned red, he still didn’t say anything.

He stared at the mashed potatoes on his plate, as if that were his real family.

No matter how much Xu Yuan and Meng Zhengrong tried, Baby Panda remained indifferent to them.

After dinner, Xu Yuan and Meng Zhengrong bathed Baby Panda, but he didn’t even want to play with the rubber ducky in the tub!

This was too strange!

In the past, once he was in the tub, he would wiggle around like an eel, but today he sat quietly. Xu Yuan washed his hair, and he didn’t move; she washed his body, and he still didn’t move.

Meng Zhengrong purposely flicked his finger at Baby Panda’s key areas, but Baby Panda, the little handsome boy, remained unfazed.

Even adults wouldn’t be as stubborn as Baby Panda; being able to hold out for so long, it was evident from now that their little chubby Meng Panda would not be an ordinary child.

After finishing the bath and smelling nice, Xu Yuan wanted to take Baby Panda to bed with her, but since she was still adjusting to the time difference, she was afraid it would affect the child’s sleep. Moreover, Meng Zhengrong kept adding fuel to the fire, saying that Baby Panda just needed to adapt and would be fine tomorrow. They didn’t need to pay attention to him today, so Xu Yuan reluctantly entrusted Baby Panda to the night nurse.

Meng Zhengrong didn’t take Baby Panda’s little tantrum to heart.

It was okay for children to throw a fit, but adults couldn’t pamper them too much either.

He and Xu Yuan would still have plenty of opportunities to leave Baby Panda behind while having fun in the future.

Xu Yuan was feeling a bit tired. After taking a bath, she lay on the bed, ready to try to sleep, but then someone knocked on the door.

She nudged Meng Zhengrong, signaling him to open the door.

When the door opened, the night nurse was in a panic, speaking incoherently, “Sir, ma’am, Baby Panda is throwing up. I don’t know if he’s sick.”

Upon hearing this, Xu Yuan and Meng Zhengrong rushed to the nursery, and sure enough, Baby Panda’s clothes and the small pillow were covered in the milk he had vomited.

Meng Zhengrong picked up Baby Panda and pressed his forehead against his to check for fever, but Baby Panda promptly threw up again.

At this point, Meng Zhengrong was also anxious and couldn’t afford to be picky.

Xu Yuan was even more worried, her eyes turning red. When children got sick, it was a troublesome matter. What was a minor illness to adults could be serious for a baby.

She started to regret why they had left Baby Panda behind to have fun. If she hadn’t returned today, how pitiful Baby Panda would have been!

After Baby Panda was born, the Meng family had hired a dedicated pediatrician. A quick call, and within half an hour, several family doctors arrived.

Baby Panda hated these family doctors very much because he had been sick before and they had given him shots, causing him to cry so hard that he couldn’t catch his breath. Those people just wouldn’t stop!

He had deeply imprinted their faces in his mind, and upon seeing them, he turned his head away.

One doctor picked up Baby Panda and examined him carefully, but didn’t find anything abnormal.

Baby Panda didn’t have much in his head; things that made him happy or scared were very distinct. Interestingly, these doctors had created a terrifying memory for him.

Doctor = shots = pain = even if he cried, they wouldn’t stop.

One doctor didn’t find anything wrong, so he called over another doctor to check.

Baby Panda thought he was about to get a shot and couldn’t hold back anymore, stammering, “Drink, drink milk…”

The doctor tentatively asked the nurse to bring the bottle, which Baby Panda eagerly grabbed, holding the bottle with his chubby little hands, drinking the milk very obediently.

He wanted to prove that he wasn’t sick and didn’t need any shots.

After he finished drinking the milk, the doctor examined him again. “Mr. and Mrs. Meng, your little Baby Panda should be fine. If you’re still worried, we can stay here and watch him for the night.”

Xu Yuan carefully picked up Baby Panda from the crib. Baby Panda obediently wrapped his little arms around Xu Yuan’s neck, nuzzling his chubby face against hers and sweetly called out, “Mommy…”

Seeming to realize he couldn’t show favoritism, Baby Panda then looked at Meng Zhengrong and said, “Daddy…”

Meng Zhengrong asked the doctor, “Why did he throw up the milk just now? He drank it and then threw up.”

“Well…” The doctor didn’t have a clear answer for that. “Could it be that the milk was too hot?”

Meng Zhengrong: “…”

He glanced at the night nurse and then at Baby Panda, who was snuggling up to Xu Yuan and refusing to let go. He could hear Baby Panda softly whining, “Mommy, sleep.”

This meant he wanted to sleep with his mommy.

Meng Zhengrong watched the deep bond between the mother and son with cold eyes. He patted the doctor on the shoulder. “Thank you for today; you don’t need to stay here. I believe my son is fine. You should go back and get some rest.”

Of course, his son was fine!

He was just being mischievous!

True to form, Meng Zhengrong was able to read Baby Panda’s inner thoughts in an instant.

This little guy clearly missed his parents terribly, but when they returned, he pretended to be aloof, acting like he didn’t recognize them and ignoring them completely.

However, this little boy was very domineering. His thought process likely went like this: he could ignore them, but they couldn’t stop trying to pamper him.

He probably had a little tantrum because after he and Xu Yuan went back to their room, no one was there to play along in this drama of “Yesterday you ignored me, today you can’t reach me.” So, Baby Panda exploded and pretended to be sick to get their attention!

Previously, when the doctor had given him a shot, he recognized these people and thought he was going to get another shot again, so he couldn’t keep up the act any longer and suddenly “got better.”

Even Meng Zhengrong had to admire his son at this point.

With so much inner drama, shouldn’t he go into showbiz and win an Oscar in the future?

From now on, he shouldn’t be called Meng Panda. He should be called Meng the Movie Emperor!