The Noble Lord Is So Fierce: Greeting Kiss, My Sweet Wife - Chapter 18: You Can’t Control What I Like to Do

Chapter 18: You Can’t Control What I Like to Do

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“I won’t regret it at all!” Mo Lisi was more than happy that Tong Lele could replace him and stay by his father’s side.

As of now, he just wanted to be Tong Jiumo’s precious son!

He felt so blessed to have a mother!

“Mo Lisi, you are so naughty. Your daddy is raising a white-eyed wolf. If he were to know that you don’t want him, wouldn’t he give you a beating?” said Tong Lele as he played with his fingers.

His head was filled with scenes of Mo Lisi getting beaten up.

‘Wouldn’t that be exciting? Hehe!’

“Hmph, I would rather not be with this kind of daddy…”

“Mo Lisi, remember your words!” The corners of Tong Lele’s mouth curved upwards.

He really felt bad for Mo Qijue, for he had raised a rascal.

Did Mo Lisi know what he was planning to do?

What he planned to do was—to spend Mo Qijue’s money!

One year ago, he had randomly transferred somebody’s money as a form of contribution to his mother. However, his identity had gotten exposed, and he had even gotten scolded by Tong Jiumo.

‘Hehe, this time, I will not fail again. Besides, mommy is not aware, anyway.’

Tong Lele turned on Mo Lisi’s computer and rubbed his hands together as his eyes sparkled.

‘Hehe, oh money, here I come!’

Although the last time Tong Lele had done this sort of stuff was a year ago, this did not affect his technical skills.

In a flash, lots of money came running into his bank account. Tong Lele looked at it with happiness.

Unexpectedly, the account he had hacked into seemed very familiar.

However, Tong Lele did not give it much thought. After he transferred the money, Tong Lele was in a good mood and left his room to get some food downstairs. Coincidentally, he saw Mo Qijue come home in a bad mood.

Tong Lele poured a glass of milk for himself and drank it. Then he turned around to leave.

This was unfortunately seen by Mo Qijue.

“You should be studying now, what are you doing here?”

Mo Qijue’s cold and unfeeling voice could be heard.

Tong Lele stopped drinking his milk and turned to look at Mo Qijue. “I need to get some nourishment!”

What kind of stuff was he learning?

Tong Lele was only five years old. Yet, he had to learn the MBA’s Business and Management courses, Big Data, and a bunch of other messy elite courses.

Although those were not too difficult for Tong Lele as he had a smart brain even without having studied, he still preferred to learn about science and technology.

Tong Lele especially liked to do things that, in other eyes, were considered illegal.

‘Is this Mo Qijue, raising Mo Lisi like a robot?’

‘That is so evil!’

However, his mother is different. She allowed him to eat and play whatever he liked as a kid should behave like a kid. Tong Lele didn’t have to learn things forcefully. At this age, even if he were a genius, he would also have to sleep and play well.

Well, this was the difference between Tong Jiumo and Mo Qijue.

“So, drinking milk and eating cookies is considered getting nourishment?” Mo Qijue’s facial expression darkened.

“I like it! Why should you care?” replied Tong Lele in disapproval.

Once Tong Lele said his piece, he placed his cup aside and opened the cookie tin. He took a cookie and stuffed it into his mouth.

He did it undignified.

This caused Mo Qijue, who had Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder(OCD), a little headache.

“Butler Feng, bring him back to his room,” ordered Mo Qijue.

“…”

After a while, there was no reply from Butler Feng, and Mo Qijue furrowed his brows. “Butler Feng!”

“Stop calling, Butler Feng is asleep,” said Tong Lele to Mo Qijue.

“Sleeping?” At this time?”