Even while asleep, Wu Tian was aware of the disturbance. From the movements, the sound of the heartbeat, and other cues, he already knew who it was: Murong Yezi.
As soon as she entered the room, she walked to the side of the bed. She looked at Wu Tian, then at her granddaughter, and couldn’t help but smile.
I didn’t realize my son had become so outstanding. The little rascal has really grown up, she thought. He even has a daughter now.
Murong Yezi was still youthful. Although in her thirties, her appearance and complexion made her look as if she were only in her twenties, possessing the full aura of a mature woman.
She reached out, took her granddaughter into her arms, and left the room.
Wu Tian was inwardly frustrated. Clearly, Mom is worried I can’t take care of my daughter properly. She still treats me like a child.
The next day, when Wu Tian got up, Murong Yezi had already prepared breakfast. Wu Tian rarely cooked, as Murong Yezi usually handled it; this was one of her joys.
So, Wu Tian went to Murong Yezi’s room to get the little one. She was already awake but simply refused to get out of bed.
"Get up."
"No," the little girl refused.
"Then I’m going to spank you," Wu Tian said, reaching out his hand.
"Go ahead."
The little girl pulled down her own pants, presenting her snow-white bottom to Wu Tian. Before he could even move, she began to cry, "Mommy, Daddy wants to hit me!"
"What’s wrong? What’s happening?"
The noise attracted Qin Yuhan. The moment she arrived, she glared at Wu Tian with suspicion.
Wu Tian had no choice but to explain the situation to her.
Instantly, Qin Yuhan and Wu Tian were on the same side. They knew they couldn’t let the little one stay in bed, couldn’t spoil her, and couldn’t allow her to form this bad habit.
Qin Yuhan went straight over, picked the little girl up, and took her to wash up and eat. After a great deal of dawdling, the little one was reluctantly carried into the car by Qin Yuhan.
"You should get a driver’s license," Qin Yuhan said to Wu Tian in the car.
Wu Tian gave a casual smile. Qin Yuhan still didn’t know his secret. The news that Nalan Feng had gone blind had spread all over Yang City, but no one knew who was responsible. Some reporters claimed it was Nangong Yi, but because of Xiao Liang’s influence, the wealthy individuals who were there no longer spoke of the matter.
On the way to the kindergarten, the little girl had an unhappy look on her face. "Can... can I go back to sleep?" she asked timidly.
"No," Wu Tian refused decisively.
Children needed sufficient sleep, but oversleeping wasn’t good for them, either. You could dote on a child, but you couldn’t spoil them.
When they arrived at the kindergarten, Wu Tian handed her over to Lin Mo.
"Teacher, did you know? My daddy mentioned you last night." As soon as she was in Lin Mo’s arms, this was the first thing the little girl said.
Wu Tian was exasperated. When did I ever mention Lin Mo?
Lin Mo, however, was curious. "What did your daddy say about me?" she asked.
"He said you have a great body, big boobs, and a perky butt, and that if he could..."
At that, the little girl fell silent. Lin Mo’s face turned beet red, and she shot Wu Tian a stern look.
Wu Tian, as well as Qin Yuhan in the car, were both stunned. This little girl’s revenge is truly vicious.
Liang Qingren sized Wu Tian up again. She noticed his expression was the same as always: calm and serene, without a trace of the anxiety and oppression that gripped others now that the world-class family had arrived. Perhaps as an Innate expert, he feels that his achievements on the Martial Path are enough, and business is inconsequential to him, she thought.
However, she had no idea that this was not what Wu Tian was thinking. Who doesn’t want to be an all-rounder? Who doesn’t want to be number one in every field? Since I’ve been given this rare chance to return from the Immortal Emperor Realm, I’m going to become the person I always wanted to be when I was young.

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