Chapter 1 I Want Her to Serve Me (1)

Huangfu Jue had always thought of women as the synonym for trouble and boredom until he met her and realized there were exceptions to everything.

Like her, for instance, who could make him unable to let go of her from morning till night!

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"Mommy!"

Her shoulder was shaken vigorously, and Gan Yuan felt like she suddenly fell off a cliff, jerking awake from a dream.

Opening her eyes to the somewhat yellowed ceiling above, she was dazed for a few seconds, unable to distinguish between reality and dream.

In the dream, she had once again returned to that intimate night with that man six years ago.

The memory of that night was so vivid, everything in the dream was just like that night six years prior, even the temperature of his body felt real.

And she, would still be thrilled by him.

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A few seconds later, she came back to her senses and raised her hand to wipe her still flushed face, turning her head to look at her son by the bed.

Six years had passed, and the little one was already more than five years old, his features now deeper and more refined than when he was born, with neatly trimmed short hair neatly covering his forehead.

His little face was exquisite, and beneath the beautiful and thick eyebrows, a pair of eyes as deep as the night sky.

If you looked closely, you could also make out a distinct blue-purple color shimmering within the depths of the dark pupils.

Those were the eyes he had inherited from his father.

Not just the eyes.

That brow, that temperament…

The child in front of her was becoming more and more like that guy.

Gan Yuan raised an eyebrow.

Don't they say sons resemble their mothers?

Why on earth did her son resemble his father?!

Could it be that the guy was not only dominant in personality, but his genes were just as strong?!

She reached out to ruffle the little guy's smooth short hair and leaned in to plant a kiss on that delicate little face, then Gan Yuan threw herself back onto the pillow.

"Good boy, see you tonight!"

The little one not only inherited that person's genes but also his intelligence, and could now wait for the school bus on his own, without the need for her to drop him off or pick him up.

Pulling the covers over her head, she closed her eyes ready to go back to sleep, when a small, fair hand quickly pulled the blanket off her head.

"Today you have a client meeting."

Those seven words were like an injection of adrenaline, waking Gan Yuan under the blanket instantly; she threw off the covers and jumped out of bed, slipping on shoes and dashing into the bathroom.

Having been on vacation for a week, her body clock was still on holiday time, and had it not been for her son's reminder, she would have forgotten all about having to start work early today.