My CEO Husband Has Some Issues

Besides the desk used for work, there was also a leather sofa for receiving guests, all in shades of brown. Compared to the modern and luxurious décor of Dihor Garden, the decoration style of the old house was more solemn and majestic, extravagant and splendid.

At that moment, a man dressed in simple home clothes was sitting at the desk, busily handling all kinds of work, with a headset never leaving his side. His profile was sharp and handsome, as he continuously conversed with someone on the other end. At the same time, his eyes were rapidly scanning the documents and contracts in his hands. Even though he was multitasking, his expression showed no signs of difficulty.

With a light and carefree demeanor, he controlled the lifeline of Capital City, strategizing behind the scenes, victorious in battles far away!

In the study, aside from the man at the desk, there was also an impossibly beautiful 5-year-old boy sitting on the nearby sofa. Unlike the busy man, the boy held a tablet computer, engrossed in playing an intellectual game with relish, seemingly unaffected by the man’s presence.

A grown man and a small boy were in the same space, yet it seemed as though they had formed two completely different worlds, coexisting without disturbing one another.

Li Duidui’s hands moved swiftly over the tablet screen, manipulating the blocks with a few swaps and overlaps, quickly arranging them into the pattern provided by the game.

“Victory!”

The game’s sound effect rang out once more.

He exited the screen out of boredom, set down the tablet, and, feeling somewhat listless, looked up at the still-busy man, pursing his lips.

What’s mom doing now?

Has she helped grandma with her back? Is grandma’s back very serious, can mom cure it? If mom can’t cure it, will grandma start to dislike her? Then, his plan to find a mom for his mother would fail, wouldn’t it? He thought Little Demon Rong quite liked grandma! If grandma stopped liking Little Demon Rong, she would probably be very, very sad…

The beautiful little boy suddenly became restless, glancing outside once more.

Worry and confusion were written all over cute little Duidui’s face.

As he was contemplating whether to go downstairs to check, suddenly there came a sound of footsteps from outside.

Immediately like a cat that had heard the wind, he sat up straight on the sofa, his face lighting up as he looked towards the door.

Since Duidui had stopped playing his game, Li Shengxiao’s dark, eagle-like eyes had occasionally glanced over at him, watching the young one’s every move. Meanwhile, he rested his left hand on the desk, his voice deep as he arranged the project in Krea.

When he saw the restless little guy on the sofa sit up straight and hide the tablet notebook he was holding, his lips thinned, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Sure enough, within a minute, the door of the study was opened.

An elegant lady walked in, leading a shy little woman with a face full of joy, Chun Feng.

“Mom!” Li Duidui on the sofa rushed towards Rong Yan like a swift flying to its nest.

Rong Yan was suddenly embraced, and with no choice but to hold him, she pinched his little face and said, “Aren’t your feet cold? Put your slippers on before coming over.”

“Okay.” He was as obedient and sensible as one could be, letting go of Rong Yan’s hand without being told and dutifully went back to put on his shoes.