Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 539 - 537: Father and Son’s Cartoon Pajamas

Chapter 539: Chapter 537: Father and Son’s Cartoon Pajamas

Why did he come over? Oh right, he lives next door... He must have heard Auntie Hui and Zaizai’s voices.

She hastily withdrew her gaze, lest her eyes looked as though they were devouring his ice cream. At that moment, she heard his voice float over:

"Next time, try to be as tough as Zaizai in front of the servants, and don’t embarrass me."

Was it possible that a servant nearly bullied her? Fortunately, her son was like him and knew how to protect her.

Jiayi was startled, then couldn’t help but laugh and shot back, "If you let me and Zaizai go, and we didn’t live in this villa, this kind of thing wouldn’t happen at all, and I wouldn’t need to bother trying to act tough for anyone."

Huo Zhenyang’s eyes narrowed.

Jiayi had already picked up Zaizai: "The bath is ready, I’ll take Zaizai to bathe first." She glanced back: "As for you, do as you please."

"Oh yeah~ Time for a bath." Zaizai hugged his mommy’s neck.

Huo Zhenyang’s dark eyebrows twisted slightly, his tone seemed to carry an obvious displeasure: "He’s so big already, and you still need to bathe him?"

A long shadow blocked her path, and Jiayi had to stop in her tracks: "Zaizai isn’t even four yet, how is he big? I usually help him bathe."

Such a large child is active; not to mention they can’t clean themselves properly, but what if they accidentally play too hard in the water and something like drowning occurs? Therefore, Jiayi never took it lightly and was accustomed to bathing Zaizai.

No sooner had she finished speaking, Huo Zhenyang’s long arm reached over and took Zaizai into his arms.

Jiayi was taken aback: "What are you doing?"

"I’ll bathe him. It’s just right, I need to take a bath too." The man’s voice was quietly deep and indifferent, as if he was talking about a daily routine.

Jiayi was surprised: "No need, bathing a child is very troublesome, how can you be troubled to bathe Zaizai..."

"Troublesome?" Those two words annoyed him more than rejection. That Little Meatball was his son, how could it be troublesome to bathe him? Even after bringing her and Zaizai to Disheng, she still acted like a stranger.

"Three-year-old children already have sexual-psychological awareness and understand the difference between men and women. Zaizai is so precocious and smart, that goes without saying! He’s so big already, and still needs mommy to bathe. Even if you’re not embarrassed, aren’t you afraid that Zaizai will be left with a psychological shadow? From today onwards, I’ll bathe him until I teach him to bathe by himself."

His tone was final, leaving no room for argument.

The bathroom was filled with steam, this little woman soaking wet while bathing someone, isn’t it embarrassing to be seen by a male animal?

Even if that ’male animal’ was only a three-year-old baby, and also his son, it still wasn’t acceptable!

Turning around, he cradled Zaizai with one arm and had already entered the bathroom.

Jiayi could only sigh. This man had never taken care of children before. It was the first time he was bathing Zaizai, and Zaizai loved to play during the bath, sometimes getting so engrossed that he wouldn’t leave the tub. All she could hope was that the man had enough patience.

Indeed, as Jiayi expected, the father-son duo’s bath took more than forty minutes to finish.

In between, Jiayi occasionally pressed her ear against the bathroom door, quietly listening for any commotion inside, fearing some mishap might occur, yet apart from Zaizai’s splashing sounds, nothing else was heard.

Finally, the bathroom door creaked open.

Huo Zhenyang walked out carrying Zaizai, both of them in clean pajamas, hair slightly damp, and smelling of pleasant body wash.

What’s more critical was—

Their pajamas were identical!

One in adult size, the other in children’s size.

Jiayi was bewildered for a moment, "These pajamas—"

"Matching set, I had someone buy them in advance," he said indifferently.

The beige pajamas of the parent-child set featured giraffe patterns, with adult pajamas showing adult giraffes and the children’s showing young giraffes.

It was obviously a design chosen to cater to the tastes of children.

Against the backdrop of cartoon giraffe pajamas, someone’s usual stern face didn’t look so frightening anymore.

"What? Don’t like them?" He noticed her strange gaze in an instant, his tone slightly sinking.

Jiayi couldn’t help but suppress a laugh, having never seen him dressed so cartoonishly. Always impeccably dressed, his previous casual and home attire at Disheng was very strict. If he were to become the head of student affairs in a school, managing discipline, he would surely drive the students to despair.

However, now that he was wearing a set of cartoon pajamas, it didn’t seem too out of place—in fact, he looked quite harmonious.

"Not at all, they look good. You should wear this type more often, it makes you look younger! You look at least sixteen or seventeen years old in these. But you know, pink pigs are all the rage among the kids this year, beige giraffes are a bit out of fashion," Jiayi barely held back the urge to laugh.

Huo Zhenyang seemed to take her seriously, his brow furrowing, a trace of mild dissatisfaction apparent, "Pink pigs? Ade was quite certain that beige giraffes are the latest craze in kindergartens." Indeed, one should not ask those who are unmarried and without children. So unreliable!

She tried not to look at him, to avoid the trouble of accidentally laughing out loud, and picked up Zaizai to break the awkward, laugh-filled atmosphere, "Zaizai, you didn’t fool around during bath time, did you?"

"No, I was very well-behaved!" Zaizai, smelling sweet, flung himself into Jiayi’s arms.

"You behaved? I don’t believe that one bit."

Bath times at home were never peaceful with this little rascal; he could give Jiayi and Xia Tingxuan quite the run around each time. Jiayi couldn’t help but sneak a glance at the man and whispered, "You didn’t trouble them, did you?"

Zaizai pursed his lips, "Not at all."

So what if he was a trouble?

Mommy had bathed him by herself for so long, it was Daddy’s first time bathing him; even if it was a hassle, it was only right!

However, those words were something Zaizai could only think to himself and dared not speak out loud, knowing that Mommy still wouldn’t let him recognize his godfather as his real daddy.

Jiayi patted her son’s butt, as pliable as a rice dumpling, "Alright then, time to go to bed, you need to be up for kindergarten tomorrow." She then tucked Zaizai into the warm covers.

Zaizai didn’t want to sleep so early and kept trying to wriggle out, "I want to play a little more!"

Play what! If he doesn’t sleep, this man will probably linger around here. Jiayi made a stern face and pressed Zaizai back down, "Haven’t I told you, if a child doesn’t go to bed before ten at night, they won’t grow up tall and strong! Do you still want to grow up and protect Mommy and Grandma, and have a girlfriend?"

Clearly, this was Zaizai’s weakness, and he finally stopped struggling. However, he still asked, "If I go to sleep before ten every day, can I grow as tall as Uncle?"

A few days ago in the hospital, Zaizai had asked Jiayi seriously what to call Huo Zhenyang. Since he was his real father, he surely couldn’t keep calling him godfather, and Jiayi, of course, was utterly against letting Zaizai call that man daddy, instructing him to call him uncle.

Uncle?

Huo Zhenyang’s brow tightened upon hearing that, feeling like he had been downgraded. He went from being godfather to just uncle, as though going back to square one.