Chapter 106 2/2

Auntie’s fifty little cakes are fine.

Cen Lang, with nothing to do, enlightened his child: “Back when resources were scarce, recycling a refrigerator only cost twenty yuan, but if you dismantled the refrigerator and sold the plastic and steel separately, you could exchange it for more snacks.”

Jiang Wangxing: “Uncle, you’re so good at making money.”

Cen Lang fell silent, but he didn’t rely on this to make money.

He dismantled the refrigerator, and in Jiang Wangxing’s expectant gaze, he dismantled an engine full of oil.

Jiang Wangxing moved the parts around, learning from Cen Lang how to arrange them from large to small in the cable car.

Both of them had black oil stains on their clothes and faces, like tangyuan thrown into black sesame seeds.

Cen Lang estimated it had been about an hour and picked up the little child, who was still eager. “Your dad should be worried; let’s go home.”

He helped Jiang Li take care of the child; their clothes and faces were all dirty, and Jiang Li would definitely ask him to wash his face when they got home.

If he dared a little more, he might even get to take a shower.

The little child looked at his uncle and his own clothes and revealed some information: “Uncle, my dad is a clean freak.”

Cen Lang: ?!

Suddenly, he understood why Jiang Li had entrusted the child to him to escape the scene.

It wasn’t trust,

It was… disdain.

Why didn’t he say it earlier?

Damn kid.

Cen Lang decisively changed his mindset: “I’ll take you to the hotel for a shower, but don’t tell your dad.”

Imagine if he gave Jiang Li a dirty kid; Jiang Li wouldn’t say anything, but next time, he definitely wouldn’t let him take the child.

So, the kid must be as clean as new, cleaner than anyone else’s, and then he could stand out in Jiang Li’s heart.

Jiang Wangxing pointed to the locator on his foot and said, “The panda will tell dad.”

Cen Lang immediately had a new idea. Heh, nothing is difficult for a willing heart.

He called Wang Wang to bring a mobile bathroom over within five minutes and instructed him to bring baby shower gel and a set of clothes for a two-year-old child.

Jiang Li called his son on time, “How’s it going? Are you coming home?”

The little child looked at Chen Lang.

Cen Lang mouthed, “Dismantling an engine.”

The little child: “Dad, I’m dismantling an engine.”

Jiang Li was silent for a few seconds. “I’ll come later.”

Cen Lang bought himself some time.

Within five minutes, Wang Wang brought the mobile bathroom. Seeing the little child, he instantly imagined eighteen stories of dribbling with the ball.

He exclaimed excitedly, “Sir, is this my long-lost young master? And where is the madam?”

Cen Lang: “Shut up.”

Cen Lang awkwardly washed the little child’s hair. To prevent shampoo from getting into his eyes, he shielded the little child’s forehead with his large palm, blocking the water perfectly.

After washing his hair, Jiang Wangxing said he could shower himself, so Cen Lang put him in a children’s bathtub to splash around while he went to another shower room for a quick shower.

It was the first time the garbage dump manager had seen something so new. Fearing it might fly away while being washed, he went over to hold it down.

Wang Wang took the initiative to chat. “Uncle, how long have you known the young master?”

The manager couldn’t help but wonder if the bodyguards from big households called everyone “young master”: “I’ve watched him grow up.”

Wang Wang: “The young master is barely two years old, right? He’s eight hundred times smarter than the kids in the aristocratic nursery.”

The manager proudly said, “He’s only twenty months old.”

Wang Wang hurriedly calculated if their master had any chance.

If we go by the nine months of pregnancy, um… Wasn’t that time spent in the Space Force?

Wang was thrilled. Could it be that the madam infiltrated the space force with an O-rank A-grade disguise? It must be predestined!

She must be really skilled! This kid must have inherited the strengths of both his dads!

Jiang Li received the soaked message from the ankle monitor, indicating that the little kid seemed to be playing with water.

Subconsciously, he thought the kid was “disposing of dirt” with the manager again and took a few quick steps, only to see a huge object parked in front of the garbage dump.

What’s this thing?

The manager and a bodyguard stood at the door. Jiang Li ran up and saw four big characters on the compartment door: Mobile Bathroom.

Jiang Li: “…”

Incredible.

He went up and opened the door. Cen Lang had already finished washing and was squatting next to the little kid’s bathtub, helping him scrub off the oil stains on his hands.

“Dad!” the little kid called out.

Cen Lang’s mind froze, trying to cover up: “We just sweated a bit, not dirty at all.”

Jiang Li: “Hmm.”

Wang Wang stared blankly at the stunning beauty who ran in and asked, “Is this the young master’s dad?”

The manager: “Yes.”

Wang Wang was shocked—too good-looking! No wonder they could produce such an outstanding kid.

The manager added, “He’s a genius pheromone expert.”

Wang Wang’s eyes lit up. Our master’s pheromones are of great research value; they’re truly predestined!

But why did he feel like he’d seen Mr. Jiang before?

When Jiang Li came out, Wang Wang gathered his courage and asked, “Have we met before?”

Jiang Li naturally remembered this bodyguard, who had crossed paths with him twice in the underground dungeon, his cheeks slightly flushed from the steam in the bathroom. “N-no, I don’t think so.”

Wang Wang: “Think about it again, maybe…”

Cen Lang, black-faced and jealous, interrupted: “You haven’t met before!”