Chapter 910: Gaming Master

alk things through properly, okay"Zhou Miao lowered her head, fiddling with her fingers, without a word."If we communicate after this, and you still don't want to get back together with me, I absolute...Nevermind.

As long as his family can be happy, it doesn't matter if he embarrasses himself.

After all, there isn't a perfect person in this world, and he is no exception. He has his flaws too.

Meng Lan stopped laughing, picked up a tray and put all the shaped cookies on it, and softly reminded, "Alright, let's not talk so much anymore. We should quickly put the cookies in the oven and bake them so that they will be successful."

"Mommy, let me help you." Liu Niancheng said excitedly, and he picked up all the cookies and put them on the tray.

Having finished decorating their cookies, Menglan finally turned her gaze to Feng Mu, letting out a heavy cough. "Do you want to put some in"

Feng Mu's brow jumped, and he shot her a resentful glance.

Then, he raised his hand and flattened each cookie one by one. They were already misshapen, but now they looked even more like a pile of poop when you looked at them.

"……"

Seeing this scene, Menglan's eyes revealed embarrassment.

She didn't say another word, turned and left.

……

The cookies need to be left in the oven for a while longer before they can be taken out and eaten.

It's rare for the three of them to get along so well, it would be a shame to waste this happy time.

Especially Feng Mu and Liu Niancheng, this father-and-son duo originally had a strained relationship. At this moment, they glared at each other with wide eyes, neither willing to speak first, their relationship was extremely tense.

And Menglan, sitting amongst them, felt goosebumps all over.

Finally, she couldn't stand the atmosphere anymore and broke the silence first, “It’s not a good idea to just sit here like this, why don’t we play a game”

"Game" Liu Niancheng's eyes suddenly lit up, curiously asking, "What kind of game"

"Let's play video games," Menglan looked at the television and asked with a smile, "This should be able to connect to some games, right"

"Mm." Feng Mu nodded. "Sure, what do you want to play"

"Anything is fine, as long as the three of us can participate, we can play any game."

Feng Mu stepped forward and plugged all the gaming equipment in. He randomly picked a few games for them to choose from.

Finally, they unanimously chose a racing game. The rules were very simple; everyone would control a joystick, and whoever reached the peak first as the game progressed would be the winner!

"This is fun, I'll try it~," Liu Niancheng's face was full of excitement.

"Then this one, let's begin." Feng Mu reminded in a low voice, then pressed the start button.

Soon, their faces were all grave as they gripped the controllers, officially starting the game.

After about three minutes, the computer screen showed that Feng Mu's car directly drove onto the peak and won directly.

He let go of the controller and spoke in a low voice, “I won.”

"This is too overpowered!"

Meng Lan and Liu Niancheng were dumbfounded. They had just gotten used to the controls, and Feng Mu had already reached the top

What are they supposed to do now!

"This isn't fair," Menglan complained. "This game console is your family's thing, you must have played it many times already, it's no challenge for you at all."

"That's not fair." Liu Niancheng also pouted, reminding unhappily, "I just played with Mommy for the first time, I definitely don't operate as skillfully as you."

After hearing this, Feng Mu felt helpless and reminded them in a low voice.

"It's my first time playing, too. Should I blame myself for being clumsy"

"Who's stupid"

"You're the stupid one!" Meng Lan and Liu Niancheng immediately retorted, denying him in unison.

Feng Mu looked at the two of them singing in harmony, he couldn't help but laugh and cry. He helplessly reminded, "Then let's start a new round I'll give you three minutes, okay"

Menglan and Liu Niancheng looked at each other and nodded.

Remember, the game itself doesn't have much time.

If Feng Mu could give them three minutes, their chances of winning would be very high.

Thinking about this, they started the game again.

Mulan and Liu Niancheng played very seriously this time, driving all the way up to halfway up the mountain before Feng Mu slowly picked up the handle and operated it with great skill.

Even though he had already given them a full three minutes' head start, he was still catching up at an astonishing speed, and was about to overtake them.

Liu Niancheng was anxious. He gritted his teeth, raised his small feet and kicked hard at Feng Mu's arm.

Feng Mu struck out with a sudden, violent motion, his grip on the handle slipping away in his frustration.

"Wow, I won!" Menglan stood at the top, cheering excitedly.

Liu Niancheng feigned nothing had happened, faintly reminding her, "Congratulations, Mommy."

Meng Lan immediately embraced her son, excitedly saying, "You are Mommy's little lucky star! Thank you, my baby~"

As she spoke, she cupped Liu Niancheng's small face and gave him a peck on the lips.

Liu Niancheng's cheeks flushed red all of a sudden, and he pursed his lips. "Mommy, I'm almost six years old. Don't randomly kiss people."

"Alright, alright," Meng Lan patted his head and sighed softly, "You really are growing up so fast. You little rebel!"

"You're right." Feng Mu hurriedly agreed.

He could truly feel how rebellious Liu Niancheng was.

Just then, a "ding" sound suddenly came from the kitchen. Meng Lan's eyes lit up instantly, and she hurriedly stood up and said, "My cookies are ready. I'll go to the kitchen and have a look."

Saying that, Menglan skipped happily towards the kitchen.

On the couch, sat Feng Mu and Liu Niancheng, father and son. The little boy moved to the side, seemingly very disgusted with him.

Feng Mu's brow furrowed, his gaze involuntarily shifting to him. "Liu Niancheng, I am your father."

He has tried his best to please the little guy, but for some reason, no matter what he does, he can't touch the little guy's heart.

"I know." Liu Niancheng nodded seriously and replied, "Mommy said that blood ties can't be denied. I want to thank you for giving birth to me."

Thank you...

Feng Mu smiled faintly, unable to help but chuckle wryly.

He probably wouldn't have imagined in his lifetime that he would be responded to with a simple "thank you" by his own son. It was simply ridiculous.

"You have to be so hostile towards me" Feng Mu looked at Liu Niancheng, his voice heavy. "Your mommy has already accepted me, how much longer do you plan on hating me"

“No, Mommy never forgave you!” The little boy’s emotions suddenly became agitated, glaring at him. “That’s only because Mommy has amnesia and doesn’t know about your past. If she could wake up, she would hate you more than anyone else!”.. this is actually because..." Xiang Wan secretly glanced at He Hanchuan, but didn't finish her sentence. 。Master He seemed to have expected this, and scoffed, "Can't write anymore" "He Hanchuan, tha...