Chapter 70.2

In that moment, Baby Panda was no longer Meng Zhengrong’s son but a king of music!

Ignoring all accompaniment, all melody and rhythm, he was immersed in his own world, humming away. How many people could achieve such a state?

After a long wait, when Baby Panda finally finished “singing” a song, he looked expectantly at Meng Zhengrong, signaling him to applaud. Meng Zhengrong pretended not to understand his meaning, which made Baby Panda anxious. He quickly reached out with his chubby hands to applaud for himself, enthusiastically telling Meng Zhengrong, “Baby is great! Daddy clap! Daddy clap!”

This little one truly had drama in his bones.

If he didn’t become an actor, it would be a waste of talent; if he didn’t become a singer, it would be a loss too.

It seemed that not entering the entertainment industry would be a shame for such talent.

What pure confidence!

Meng Zhengrong had no choice but to clap lightly a couple of times.

Baby Panda wasn’t satisfied; the applause wasn’t loud enough! Where was the applause? He wanted to hear the audience’s cheers!!

He jumped up in frustration, stomping his feet in anger.

Meng Zhengrong couldn’t be dismissive any longer; he clapped until his palms hurt, and only then did Baby Panda look satisfied.

While waiting for Meng Pingting’s arrival, Meng Zhengrong felt like time was passing incredibly slowly. It was a kind of torment for him. At first, he could stand there as a father and heartlessly say how cute Baby Panda was, but after a few more songs, Meng Zhengrong felt his eardrums were starting to rebel.

Forget about father-son affection and blood ties; the body’s reaction was the most honest.

Meng Zhengrong took out his phone, opened WeChat, and sent Meng Pingting a message.

【I’ll give you twenty minutes. If you’re not here by then, you’ll face the consequences.】

He didn’t plan to take the driver with him; he had to drive himself. Although he had the child seat for Baby Panda, he still felt uneasy, which was why he had been waiting at home for Meng Peiting to arrive.

Baby Panda was completely lost in his own singing; this was one of the happiest moments for him!

There weren’t many things that could make him this happy, but singing was one of them, along with looking in the mirror and eating.

Now, to help Baby Panda lose some weight, Meng Zhengrong and Xu Yuan would often take him swimming or for walks. He didn’t want to walk for too long and would complain that his legs were sore, wanting to be carried. Xu Yuan and Meng Zhengrong cruelly ignored him, and Baby Panda would whine while reluctantly walking. Anyone who didn’t know might think this couple was being harsh on him.

Overall, Baby Panda was still a happy and content little chubby kid.

Meng Peiting was still somewhat afraid of Meng Zhengrong and didn’t dare to delay any longer. She hurried over to the villa with Meng’s mother at top speed.

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Although Baby Panda was reluctant to leave the microphone, he was coaxed into going to see his dolphin brother. After a difficult decision, he temporarily put down the microphone, happily slinging his little backpack over his shoulders and heading out.

Inside the backpack were his favorite snacks, and as soon as he got in the car, he opened it up and generously shared it with Meng Pingting.

Meng Pingting really liked Baby Panda and chatted with him all the way. She patiently answered all his questions.

In fact, Meng Pingting liked Baby Panda not just because of his cute appearance or that he was her nephew; it was clear from now that Baby Panda was a smart and warm-hearted little boy.

For example, she poked Baby Panda’s little protruding belly and smiled, asking, “Do you like Uncle Wang?”

Baby Panda nonchalantly nodded, probably thinking the question was boring.

“Does Baby want Uncle Wang to be Auntie’s husband? Does he want him to be your uncle?” Meng Pingting asked eagerly.

When Meng Zhengrong heard this, he snorted coldly.

She was actually trying to win approval from Baby Panda; what a scheming girl.

Baby Panda was so young; what did he know?

He might still be wondering what an uncle was and if it was something to eat.

However, to everyone’s surprise, Baby Panda pointed at Meng Pingting and, using his limited vocabulary, replied, “As long as he’s good to Tingting, that’s fine.”

He knew that his aunt was named Pingting and usually called her Tingting.

Meng Pingting didn’t correct him, feeling like being called Tingting gave her a sense of being a little princess.

Hearing Baby Panda say this almost brought Meng Pingting to tears.

Since she started dating Wang Lin, no one had ever said that as long as they were good to her, that was enough.

Hearing it from Baby Panda was a feeling that no one else could understand.

This was truly her own nephew!!

She held Baby Panda’s face and kissed him several times, saying, “Our baby is the best! Auntie loves you the most.”

Although Meng Zhengrong didn’t say anything, a smile appeared in his eyes.

He usually found Baby Panda annoying, but he loved him very much.

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While watching the dolphin show, Baby Panda was very excited, exclaiming “Wow!” several times. Meng Pingting couldn’t take her eyes off the dolphins, focusing on recording videos of Baby Panda for her social media.

Fortunately, Baby Panda was cute and entertaining, so her constant posts didn’t annoy anyone.

After the dolphin show ended, Baby Panda was even more convinced that he was a dolphin too.

Meng Pingting bought Baby Panda a lot of dolphin-themed merchandise.

Since it was still early, on Meng Pingting’s suggestion, Meng Zhengrong carried Baby Panda and they casually strolled around a nearby mall.

As they were walking, the claw machine caught Baby Panda’s attention. He asked Meng Zhengrong to put him down, and with his little legs running towards the machine, Meng Pingting quickly followed to hold his hand.

When Meng Zhengrong saw the claw machine, it reminded him of the time they were filming a show. To be honest, even now, seeing it brought up feelings he couldn’t quite describe.

He didn’t know how many challenges he had dealt with or how many difficulties he had overcome in his life, but he was truly at a loss when facing the claw machine.

He had tried many times but had never successfully grabbed anything; that was practically a historical record at this point.

It could be said that he was deeply frustrated.

What a twist of fate; he never expected his son would also be attracted to the claw machine.

Since Baby Panda wanted to play, Meng Zhengrong could only go exchange for some coins. He exchanged twenty coins, planning to let Baby Panda play around for a bit before moving on.

He was a bit taller than other kids his age, so he could reach the control lever, but he didn’t know how to play at all. He was just pressing buttons randomly, not letting anyone else interfere.

After using a dozen coins, still with no luck, Meng Zhengrong sighed, realizing that when it came to grabbing toys, Baby Panda didn’t inherit Xu Yuan’s good genes.

He originally thought that after using twenty coins, Baby Panda would lose interest, but to his surprise, Baby Panda looked at him expectantly and said, “Daddy, grab it! Daddy can!”

Grab it?

Meng Pingting had mostly forgotten about that episode from two years ago.

Meng Zhengrong felt troubled. He knew what his skills were like; if he couldn’t grab anything, then he couldn’t grab anything. But since his son had asked, could he refuse?

Of course not!

He could only go and exchange for dozens more coins, forcing himself to try and grab a toy. After using up several more coins, he was genuinely worried.

In front of his wife, he wasn’t afraid of anything; if he couldn’t do it, he couldn’t do it.

But in front of his son, he still wanted to be the kind of dad who could do anything in his child’s eyes.

Meng Zhengrong paused all his actions and said to Meng Pingting, “He was just shouting for ice cream. Why don’t you take him to get some? Just one ball, not too much.”

In fact, Meng Pingting didn’t want to stand there waiting either. She knew that grabbing toys was a time-consuming task, and it wouldn’t be possible to do it with just one or two coins. The chances were just too small.

Meng Pingting bent down and said to Baby Panda, “Baby, how about we go get ice cream?”

Baby Panda looked at Meng Zhengrong, seeming to enter a state of struggle, wanting to see his dad grab a toy but also wanting ice cream.

Meng Zhengrong also bent down and patted Baby Panda’s little head, coaxing him, “Go with Auntie to get ice cream. Daddy will definitely grab some toys for you. When you come back after eating, Daddy will have them ready for you.”

Baby Panda believed him completely, took Meng Pingting’s hand, and headed toward the ice cream shop.

As soon as they left, Meng Zhengrong rushed to the second floor, buying two toys at the fastest speed of his life.

When he came back downstairs, he pretended to continue grabbing toys at the claw machine.

When Meng Pingting returned with Baby Panda, he was overjoyed to see the toys in Meng Zhengrong’s hands. He rushed over to hug his father’s leg and exclaimed, “Daddy is awesome! Daddy is awesome!”

Seeing his son’s adoring gaze and hearing those words that warmed his heart, Meng Zhengrong felt a deep sense of satisfaction.

“It’s nothing,” Meng Zhengrong said, ruffling Baby Panda’s hair. “It’s really easy.