Chapter 0536 The Most Precious Gift

Fan Baobao had understood since she was a few years old that only by giving could one receive.

Zhao Fusheng understood this too, so he worked hard to play the role of a good helpmate. After all, his girlfriend had worked hard all day; if as a man he couldn't even manage this bit of care, he'd be an idiot.

He wasn't the kind of male chauvinist who expected everything from his girlfriend.

After eating fruit, he watched some cartoons with the little girl. Exhausted, Fan Baobao went straight to bed; she had been busy all day and was truly worn out.

Zhao Fusheng didn't say much, coaxing Fan Beibei to sleep with him.

The next morning, when Zhao Fusheng got up, Fan Baobao still hadn't risen. Probably exhausted from yesterday, Zhao Fusheng didn't disturb her. He took Fan Beibei to the morning market near the school, bought breakfast, and came back.

"Brother, today is Zhao Mama's birthday, right?" Fan Beibei asked Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng smiled and nodded: "Yes. What gift is Beibei planning to give Zhao Mama?"

"Hmm, a gift..." The little girl looked troubled, biting her finger, not knowing what to do.

For little her, gifts usually meant toys. Giving her beloved toy to Zhao Mama was really giving Fan Beibei a headache.

Zhao Fusheng chuckled lightly. He didn't guide the little girl but let her ponder on her own while he took the breakfast into the kitchen and placed it on plates.

When he came out, Fan Beibei was still agonizing. Zhao Fusheng smiled: "Beibei, what's wrong?"

"Brother, I can't think of what gift to give Zhao Mama," Fan Beibei said, looking up anxiously.

In the little girl's worldview, Zhao Mama, like her own mother, was especially good to her. In her mind, if you give a gift, it should be your most precious thing.

But the problem was, she couldn't think of what to give.

"Then give her your most precious thing," Zhao Fusheng said casually.

"Ah?"

Fan Beibei was startled, then lowered her head and said hesitantly: "But Beibei wanted to give that to brother..."

Huh?

This time it was Zhao Fusheng's turn to be dumbfounded. He couldn't imagine what Fan Beibei wanted to give him, and it was her most precious thing?

Just then, Fan Beibei gritted her teeth and said to Zhao Fusheng: "Brother, come here."

Zhao Fusheng nodded and walked over to the little girl: "Beibei, what's wrong?"

"Brother, squat down," Fan Beibei said to Zhao Fusheng.

Though a bit puzzled, Zhao Fusheng squatted down in front of Fan Beibei.

"Close your eyes!" Fan Beibei said to Zhao Fusheng, her little face red.

Zhao Fusheng nodded, closed his eyes, and said with a smile: "Beibei, what are you going to... mmph..."

Before he could finish, he felt someone kiss his lips. He opened his eyes and saw Fan Beibei standing before him, her face flushed.

"Beibei, you..." Zhao Fusheng was stunned, completely speechless.

"My most precious thing, I want to give it to brother," the little girl said seriously, but her words left Zhao Fusheng not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"Zhao Fusheng, what are you doing!"

Just as Zhao Fusheng opened his mouth to speak, a roar came from behind him. Turning around, he saw Fan Baobao standing there angrily: "You, you actually did that to Beibei..."

Looking at his girlfriend as if she thought he was a beast, Zhao Fusheng helplessly rolled his eyes: "Please, before you act, wipe the sleep from your eyes, okay?"

"Ah?" Fan Baobao was taken aback, then quickly switched expressions: "Well, ah, you know, it was impromptu, impromptu."

Although she had seen Fan Beibei kiss Zhao Fusheng, Fan Baobao didn't take it seriously at all. Come on, Fan Beibei might as well change her name to Zhao Beibei. Since childhood, she had been closer to Zhao Fusheng than to her own sister. In Fan Baobao's own words, Zhao Fusheng basically raised Fan Beibei like a daughter.

So, that scene just now didn't bother Fan Baobao at all. Not to mention her trust in Zhao Fusheng, just being jealous of her four-year-old sister—Fan Baobao indicated, 'Your Majesty, I really can't do it.'

Of course, she still had to put on a show, displaying her anger.

As for being seen through so quickly by Zhao Fusheng, Fan Baobao absolutely refused to admit it was because her acting wasn't good enough. She could only say that Zhao Fusheng knew her too well, was cunning and not easy to fool.

Fan Baobao remembered that when they were kids, every time she pretended to be angry, Zhao Fusheng would panic. But now, he saw through her at a glance.

Not cooperative at all!

No chemistry!

Secretly complaining about Zhao Fusheng in her heart, Fan Baobao wolfed down her steamed buns as if the bun were named Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng was oblivious to this. While eating, he also had to feed Fan Beibei. The two of them, one big and one small, ate and played happily, making Fan Baobao envious.

After breakfast, the three left the villa and took a car home.

Today, Li Yuan and Zhao Mama hadn't gone out. Zhao Mama was in a good mood, especially when Zhao Fusheng and Fan Baobao wished her a happy birthday and presented their prepared gifts. She smiled so much her mouth couldn't close.

"Good, good, such good children," Zhao Mama said, holding Fan Baobao's hand, looking very pleased.

After all, she had watched the child grow up; knowing her background, she was truly satisfied with Fan Baobao.

Zhao Fusheng helplessly rolled his eyes. Clearly, his mother had completely ignored him.

"Zhao Mama, I have a gift for you too," Fan Beibei said excitedly to Zhao Mama at that moment.

"Oh, our Beibei has a gift for me too? What is it?"

Zhao Mama smiled, squatted down, and asked Fan Beibei.

"Close your eyes!" Fan Beibei said to Zhao Mama.

"Alright, alright," Zhao Mama said, not knowing what was going on, but she closed her eyes.

Then, just like in the morning, Fan Beibei kissed Zhao Mama on the cheek.

"Brother said a gift should be one's precious thing..." Fan Beibei said in her baby voice.

"Beibei is so good, thank you," Zhao Mama laughed.

Now that the family lacked nothing, for her, watching the younger generation grow up healthy and seeing the family's life get better day by day was more important than anything.

"Alright, you two sit down. Your mother and I will cook," Zhao Mama said to Fan Baobao.

Fan Baobao blinked, a sudden inspiration striking her: "I'll join you. Let him play with Beibei."

"Okay."

Zhao Mama was very happy. Having her daughter-in-law accompany her in cooking was something she had always dreamed of.

Watching their retreating figures, a smile crept onto Zhao Fusheng's lips. Perhaps this was the true meaning of his rebirth.