The Villain's Mom Becomes Famous for Fortune-Telling and Gossip Ch. 143

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In the bright kitchen, the man in the black shirt was sweating buckets struggling with the milk bottle and milk formula. The little fox lay on the kitchen doorframe, sniffing at the messy table and twitching his nose.

Sure enough, not every man was like his dad, who could run both the living room and the kitchen...

"Uncle, do you not know how to make milk?"

Lu Jingming was dumping formula into the bottle on the cluttered table when the soft little voice came from beside him. His hand trembled and the bottle almost slipped off the table.

The little fox caught his own food with quick reflexes. Lu Jingming looked down at the little guy who had somehow gotten right beside him and felt a sharp twitch between his brows. "When did you get here?"

"When I was starving!" The little fox rubbed his now-sunken belly, blinked his big eyes, and looked up, "Uncle, do you not know how to make milk?"

Lu Jingming: "..."

Honestly, this kid was the only child of the next generation in their family. On their first real interaction, he didn't want the kid to think his uncle was some guy who couldn't even make formula.

But seeing the kid's once-round belly slowly shrinking, he couldn't bring himself to say "Try again" or anything like that.

"Wait a sec," he pulled out his phone, "I'll ask the assistant if he can come over and make it for you."

The little fox: "..."

He looked up at the human uncle who seemed reliable but actually wasn't, and sighed silently.

At such a young age, he was already forced to be independent.

"Uncle," he dragged a chair to the table, stood on a stool, and took his food from the unreliable human's hand, "I know how to make milk. I'll teach you!"

Lu Jingming paused while calling the assistant, frowning deeply. "At home, does Yu Yuan always have you make your own formula?"

The name "Yu Yuan" was one the little fox had heard from this human several times already, and every time, the human sounded really annoyed.

The little fox fiddled with his shirt corner, guessing Yu Yuan was probably his mom.

Of course, definitely not his biological mom—after all, his dad said his mom left them both dead years ago. This "Yu Yuan" must be some other kid's mom who probably looked a lot like him?

Thinking that, the little fox felt a deep, bitter pain.

This human could even mistake people—why did he think he was reliable back then?

Looking at the kid's scrunched-up face, Lu Jingming's expression darkened.

Yu Yuan's selfish, self-centered personality was exactly the type that couldn't take care of kids. No wonder the kid was already making formula by himself at such a young age.

Before he realized it, his hand was already resting on the little kid's fluffy head.

The curious kid looked up, amber eyes reflecting his shrunken figure. Lu Jingming cleared his throat awkwardly and stiffly patted the kid's head.

He wasn't good at saying warm things. Meeting the kid's clear eyes, his voice was still a bit cold, "I'll give you a key and a card later. If your mom... ever bullies you, you can come to Uncle anytime."

The little fox opened his mouth, feeling like this human might be misunderstanding something.

Before he could explain, the rumbling in his stomach sounded again. He quickly raised his little hand to cover the spot on his head where fox ears might grow and anxiously tugged at his soft voice, "Uncle! My milk! I want to drink milk!"

"All right..."

Under the little fox's direction, Lu Jingming awkwardly made his first-ever bottle of formula.

"Thank you, Uncle!"

The little guy smiled sweetly, drinking all the milk from the bottle, then ate two small buns before lying down.

Lu Jingming still had some things to handle and told the kid to sleep first. But the little fox tossed and turned on the bed, unable to fall asleep.

He hid under the covers and counted his fingers.

He'd snuck out for a few hours... Usually, Dad would have come home early and grabbed the back of his neck by now. Why hadn't he come for him today?

The little guy flipped over on the bed like a flatbread. Lu Jingming, worried he'd kick off the covers at night, stood by the door, watching the kid roll around silently with furrowed brows.

Kids needed coaxing to sleep now?

"You..." Lu Jingming stood there for a moment and then spoke. The little guy on the big bed hugged the blanket and sat up, his bright amber eyes full of hurt.

"Uncle, I can't sleep. I always fall asleep listening to fairy tales. Can you tell a story?"

His big watery eyes blinked. Lu Jingming stiffly shook his head. "I can't tell stories."

"Ah?" The little guy's eyes dimmed. "Uncle can't tell stories?"

Lu Jingming looked into the kid's eyes, especially at his little face that looked a bit like his own. He couldn't say no.

He glanced down at his watch—it was just past nine.

Yu Yuan should be live streaming now.

"Do you want to watch your mom's livestream?"

The little fox's eyes suddenly lit up. "Yu Yuan?"

Lu Jingming frowned in disapproval. Though he didn't like Yu Yuan, he also didn't like the kid calling his parents by their first names. "You should call her Mom."

"Oh, okay okay!" The little fox nodded perfunctorily.

Anyway, he hadn't seen his real mom, so mom was mom!

The room's big screen showed the livestream's name, and the little fox quietly read it aloud — "Daily Divination."

The livestream was brightly lit, dazzling light falling from above the woman's head, forming a small halo.

The little fox softly went "wow," eyes wide.

This human woman was so pretty~

Lu Jingming thought it must be the first time the kid saw Yu Yuan's livestream. "So surprised to see your mom?"

The little fox nodded like a pecking chick.

Surprised! This lady was so pretty! Although not as much as his dad...

In the livestream, Yu Yuan was on a call with someone.

This guest was someone Lu Jingming recognized — the wife of a long-time partner.

The woman on the call looked like she was in her forties, but who'd have thought she just turned thirty-five last month?

"Good evening, Master Yu," the woman greeted with delicate makeup and a smile toward Yu Yuan, though she couldn't hide the tiredness in her eyes.

"Good evening, Tiantian Youxi," Yu Yuan nodded at the sparkle on her face. "What do you want to ask about?"

Tiantian Youxi habitually touched her hair by her ear, looking a bit anxious. "Master Yu, can you tell me if my son will be safe?"

"Your son's missing?"

"Yes." Tiantian Youxi looked exhausted; her smile faded completely. She rubbed her face hard with her hands. For a woman of her status, this was somewhat improper, but she did it anyway, showing how crushed she was these days.

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