My Mommy Is Super Rich

Qin Xiao is a well-known figure in Yanjing as he was the greatest cardiologist. Why would he come to a small village to kill a deer?

Lou Junchen asked casually, "Are you and Song Xiaoyu's mom a couple?"

Before Qin Xiao could answer, Song Xiaoyu jumped first. "No, Daddy, don't misunderstand. Uncle Qin is my mom's disciple!"

Lin Yi's mouth, which had just closed, fell open again.

'Disciple? Qin Xiao, who's the best in cardiology, is the disciple of a rural woman? What kind of tall tale is this?!'

A probing look flashed across Lou Junchen's eyes. He turned his gaze to the woman sitting at the door and asked, "What does he learn from you?"

Song Wei's expression did not change. "Hunting."

Lou Junchen's lips curled into a playful smile. "Hunting?"

Song Wei nodded seriously. "Yes, by practicing knife skills through hunting, one will be more skillful during surgeries."

With that, she scooped up a spoonful of passionfruit honey and placed it in a cup. After boiling it in hot water, she added some cold water, a few ice cubes, and threw in two mint leaves.

There were only two lamps hanging in the courtyard of the countryside. They looked quite old and antique. The stars and the full moon above gave off a different yet unique feel.

Song Wei quickly prepared the remaining side dishes. Not long after she finished, Qin Xiao brought two large plates of clean venison. The pieces of meat were bright red, and the moment they touched the barbecue plate, they made sizzling sounds.

Lin Yi gulped on the side.

Song Xiaoyu took out a transparent glass bottle from the house and placed it beside Lou Junchen. "Daddy, this is the rice wine that Mommy brewed last year. It's the only one. Try It."

Song Wei frowned. 'Why is Lil' Jiu still calling this man daddy?'

Song Xiaoyu pursed his lips in a grievance when he met his mother's gaze.

Song Wei poured a glass of wine for Lou Junchen first. "I'm sorry for the trouble my son has caused you."

Lou Junchen held the wine glass with his slender and well-defined fingers. His voice was low and did not fluctuate much. "It's fine."

His Adam's apple moved as he downed the wine in the glass in one gulp. The fragrance of the wine filled his lips and tongue. The taste was exquisite and refreshing. Just one glass made one want to drink a second glass.

Song Xiaoyu secretly winked at Lin Yi. While his dad, mom, and Uncle Qin were drinking and talking, he pulled Lin Yi out of the yard.

Besides the wall in the backyard, Song Xiaoyu took out a handful of money. "Uncle Lin, this is all my savings. I'll give them to you now."

Lin Yi was confused. "What's this for?"

"Uncle Lin, please help me drive the car away so that Daddy can stay over and spend time with Mommy."

Lin Yi. "..."

'Are kids nowadays so mature?'

Lin Yi looked at the child awkwardly. "If I drive away by myself, Master Lou will cut me into pieces the next day."

Song Xiaoyu had never seen Master Lou's temper before, which was why he dared to suggest this.

The munchkin patted his chest and promised, "It's okay. At most, you can quit your job and come to Mommy's place to be her assistant. She's super rich and can support you."

Lin Yi sneered internally. 'She's just a rural woman. Other than being pretty and knowing how to hunt, she doesn't know anything else. How much money can she have?'

Despite that, Song Xiaoyu did not have any concept of money at his age, so Lin Yi did not argue with him about this.

"I can't..."

"Uncle Lin, I thought you were a good person when I first met you. Can you help me? If Daddy blames you, just say that I forced you to do this."

Song Xiaoyu's big watery eyes were full of desire. His pitiful look made one feel sorry for him. Lin Yi gritted his teeth. "Forget it. Since I've helped you, I'll help you to the end. I'll help you again."

After saying that, he bent down and sneaked to the parking spot not far away. Seeing that Lou Junchen in the courtyard did not notice him, his fingers trembled as he started the car.

The people in the small village slept early, thus the sound of the car engine was particularly loud during the night. Lin Yi made up his mind, stepped on the accelerator, and turned the steering wheel. The car was driven into the darkness and soon disappeared.

In the courtyard, since Lou Junchen rarely drank, he had drunk six or seven cups of self-brewed wine in a short while. Under the dim light, his well-defined palms were holding the wine cup weakly. He was about to raise his head to speak when he saw the woman opposite him with slightly red cheeks and blurred eyes.

This woman clearly lived in the countryside and could do some rough work, but her skin was still fair and smooth. The redness spread from her cheeks to her ears and neck. Lou Junchen was used to seeing all kinds of beauties, but he was still stunned by Song Wei's magnificence for a long time.

After Song Xiaoyu sent Lin Yi away, he returned to the courtyard and took out the military knife he had stolen from his mother. He slashed at the tire of the car parked in the courtyard.