The wealthy stepmom became wildly popular in the parenting show

Chapter 82: Chapter 82: Does He Still Need to be Coaxed? Chapter 82: Chapter 82: Does He Still Need to be Coaxed? She deliberately emphasized the words, “your son,” with a heavy stress.

The tone seemed to hold a touch of dissatisfaction.

Because Fu Chengzhou hadn’t been home for three years. Since Fu Xiaomo was two, he had been directly entrusted to the care of the original head of the family and old lady Fu. At this point, he should be getting closer to his son.

For instance, now that Xiaomo was angry, he should take some action, do something to coax him.

But…

Fu Chengzhou, however, showed no sign of movement, not even after a glance at the TV showing the romance film that Li Xingwan had been enjoying, he furrowed his brows. “Does he really need to be coaxed?”

“Pfft! Ha-ha!” The audience in the live stream burst out laughing.

Fu Xiaomo: “Am I even your biological child?”

“Having you is my blessing.”

“This is the most estranged father-son relationship I’ve seen; he doesn’t even know how to coax his kid.”

Li Xingwan also wondered if she had seen a ghost.

“He… doesn’t need to be coaxed?”

In Fu Chengzhou’s memory, there was no such thing as coaxing. The education he received from a young age was the same: make your case if you are right, get punished if you are wrong!

“Moreover, Xiaomo just now wanted to get closer to you,” Li Xingwan reminded him. “He tried to give you candy to get on friendly terms, but you wouldn’t let him eat sugar.”

Fu Chengzhou’s brow twitched slightly. “I’ll go upstairs and take a look.”

He wasn’t familiar with this son of his. He needed to work on improving their rapport.

“Knock knock.”

“Knock knock.”

Fu Chengzhou stood outside his room and knocked on the door. “Xiaomo, open the door.”

“No way, no way! I won’t open it!” Fu Xiaomo’s voice. “I don’t want to talk to you, and I don’t want to open the door for you.”

“What if I go abroad for another three years?”

These words almost broke Fu Xiaomo. Truth be told, he didn’t want this man to go abroad for another three years. And he was still angry; he wondered why he kept not showing up.

If he had been around all the time, he wouldn’t have to envy other kids who could sit on their fathers’ shoulders or who had fathers to attend parent-teacher meetings and personally take them to school.

Every time the kids at kindergarten asked about his dad, he would reply with a stern face, “None of your business.”

In fact, he felt very sad inside. A very deep sorrow.

But no one understood that.

“Click.” The door opened from the inside. The little guy frowned. “Go on, go. Whether you leave or not, what does it have to do with me? Anyway, I don’t even know you.”

The child was speaking ironically.

The audience in the live stream collectively felt sorry for him.

“Aww, I want to hug my little Xiaomo, I want to hug my little Xiaomo.”

“It’s really sad for children who never saw their fathers grow up.”

“There was a kid in our child’s class whose father didn’t show up, his eyes were all red.”

“Exactly, there are some father-son cooperative activities in parent-child projects that children just can’t experience.”

Fu Chengzhou grabbed the little guy. “Are you angry with me?”

“Am I?” The little guy flatly denied it.

“Yes,” Fu Chengzhou looked at the little guy again. “Your face has several big words written on it. You don’t want me to leave.”

Fu Chengzhou had keenly picked up on this. Otherwise, the little guy wouldn’t have opened the door for him so quickly after hearing what he said.

“You can tell me what you’re really angry about. Was it the candy just now?”

“I’m not telling you; even if I did, you wouldn’t understand!” The little guy’s defiant attitude made everyone feel even more sorry for him. They first found it comical, but now, they just wanted to hug the little guy more.