346 5.90 – Stinky Bun – The Sleepless’s Elite’s Wife

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Edited by Psycho S.

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The boy hugged Xuan Mu’s leg for support and while standing still for a good short time, his face became beet red and his eyes teary, “Daddy.”

One eternity later...

Pecking his wife’s lips, Xuan Mu stood up and held the boy’s hand, laughing schadenfreudeusly at the little guy’s funny expression, “Done giving birth to a stinky bun?”

(A/N: Schadenfreude – laughing at someone’s else misfortune)

Ying Xiong couldn’t walk properly, even more so with full diapers, and let himself be literally dragged across the floor towards the bathroom. His expression earlier got red and teary from too much pushing. Holding to Xuan Mu’s leg was really only for support and not because he was trying to act cute or pitiful.

Xuan Mu refused to pick the lazy baby up. He opted to instead, stand in front of the shower, and nudge the boy inside so he could strip off the baby green onesies. Spoiled by mother, yet he was despised by Father. Except for that power, the boy didn’t cause many problems yet. Either way, he began to gather some blackmailing material.

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Everything happened too suddenly. With enough proof, Mo Luwei and Su Min lost custody of Ying Xiong. Shouldn’t such things take lots of time to resolve? Xuan Mu stopped playing fair, which meant that common sense should be thrown away. Bing Shi and Xuan Mu became Ying Xiong’s legitimate parents with a flick of his fingers.

Bing Shi allowed herself to be called mommy; she was used to being called worse, so this was nothing. She took it in stride and took it as a new nickname. She wondered why Mo Luwei could still keep his empire- it was probably because her hubby didn’t want to wage war with those elite families that controlled this world’s economy. After all, he was taking care of a sick child, sick wife, and a sick job at the same time.

XiaoPu had been keeping Xuan Mu updated on the things happening around the host, Aoi Hong. He was permitted to make it hard for her as much as possible.

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Bing Shi stirred in her bed, slowly opening her eyes, she heard some clunking noises from the kitchen. Getting out of bed, she walked to the living room, “...”

“Mommy, mommy, mommy,” a baby boy sang out loud, holding a bamboo chopstick in each hand, he hit it against the pot and pans scattered on the carpet like a set of drums, “Mommy, mommy, mommy.”

Xuan Mu sat cross-legged in the front and jammed to the baby boy like he was listening to a heavy metal song. He timed out the moment when the boy opened his little mouth to try and feed him some baby food. Things got complicated: he couldn’t leave Ying Xiong in anyone’s care, or else, disaster would (literally) follow, “Mommy, we prepared a rose bath for you.”

“...Thank you...” Bing Shi was unable to appreciate the hilariously cute scene before her. All the colorful toys and new baby furniture didn’t match the aesthetics of her home. Her things weren’t at their place. Everything was a mess.

The sight made Bing Shi restless and jittery. Breathing suddenly became too difficult. Sucking it in, she went to the bathroom to take a calming bath. She didn’t want him to choose between her and Ying Xiong- she had to get used to this lifestyle (whether she liked it or not, remains to be seen).

She stepped inside the large bathtub in her nightgown and drowned herself under the healing water. Floating up, she played with the wet fabric in the water. Her body didn’t look the most desirable right now, but as soon as it did, she would be able to work again.

Locking the door to the bathroom, Xuan Mu leaned over to peck her lips, “I should have listened to you.”

Now, he knew how she felt when he wanted all her attention; simply suffocating. The boy wouldn’t stay still with the help of a phone or a TV, Ying Xiong only wanted to play with his daddy and mommy, “If I ever want something, just slap my face and let me sleep on the couch as my punishment.”

Bing Shi patted his back, giggling softly, “Would that stop you from wanting something?”

She fell in love with a rebellious individual, and it got seriously on her nerves at times, but it was not something she could, or wanted to change about him.

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Bing Shi didn’t want to wake up to such a big surprise ever again, and decided to do something about it, “Hubby, could you invite some architects and designers for me?”

Xuan Mu immediately passed the order to his assistant. The same day, he witnessed how his wife ordered him to throw away all the things that belonged to Ying Xiong to the apartment next door, and let those people design some custom-made furniture, including some of Ying Xiong’s toy replicas. For example, the tacky-looking colorful kitchen counter for children would soon have its second version that looked elegantly classy, like it was ready to be placed in the museum as one of a kind art piece.

The old carpenters could only marvel at how this woman burned her husband’s money on things that would probably be thrown away as soon as the kid got tired of them, or grew up. They would often look up at Xuan Mu for approval. Because the married couple were wearing a disguise, nobody recognized them

As long as it made his wife happy, Xuan Mu agreed to everything. What if there were things him or Ying Xiong really liked? Throw it away without mercy. As long as it soothed his wife’s OCD heart, nothing else mattered. She agreed to keep Ying Xiong, he could at least do this.

Bing Shi picked up the only toy and black baby blanket. What was the point in keeping all of the toys when they would end up taking out her things like pans and pots? The little toddler, who stared at her with wide eyes, was locked behind a safety fence that occupied half of the living room.

She gave the white snake plushie (which she used as a pillow during the travels ) to Ying Xiong, “You can keep these two things only.”

Ying Xiong accepted the plushie and stared at it with curiosity. After playing with it for a few seconds, he threw the toy away, and searched for new entertainment. Sadly, his new favourite things were nowhere to be seen; in protest, he threw a big tantrum. He really wanted to go out, so he cried out for his daddy.

Bing Shi shrugged her shoulders and picked up the imitation of Kuro. She threw it at her husband and with it, she also threw the black blanket, “Stop buying new things, and put some sentimental value into these. It will increase his imagination.”

She felt as though this wasn’t just a simple spoiled tantrum. That boy would get undeniably stressed and anxious when he received no attention. Compared to other children, his mental growth was decently slower than normal.

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So while the group of workers, whom they hired, worked day and night to finish the order as soon as possible, a big man and a baby boy would go next door to play. But how could it compare to the home made by his wife? Xuan Mu couldn’t stay there for long and returned almost instantly.

He and Ying Xiong walked behind an empty safety fence that used to be filled with toys and placed the black blanket and Kuro plushie on the carpet. Both were forced to use their imagination to the limit.

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Bing Shi felt cleansed, lighter, and more organized by seeing less clutter, so she would occasionally go to the living room and sit on the couch, turn on her tablet to read some news, or eat her strict diet while watching the TV. After that, she would either practice pole dancing or sing.

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