Becoming a Billionaire after Divorce

Chapter 829 - 319: Pingping the Eldest Son’s Joy Upon Seeing His Father

Bringing the kids home.Wang Manman was the first to enter, attentively getting slippers for Sun Dasheng, squatting down and looking at him, saying: "Thanks to you today, otherwise I wouldn’t know what to do."

Sun Dasheng ruffled her hair: "What kind of relationship do we have? You don’t need to say such things."

Wang Manman smiled sheepishly: "It’s my mistake, I shouldn’t have said that."

Sun Dasheng replied with a smile: "That’s right. The way you said it earlier sounded like we’re strangers who aren’t very familiar with each other."

Wang Manman smiled without saying more, instead handing the shoes over to him: "Here."

Sun Dasheng looked at the brand new shoes at his feet, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

The shoes weren’t packaged, but they looked so clean. It could only be that the lady of the house often brought them out to wash.

What does this action imply?

Perhaps it’s the hostess always hoping for the host to come over.

"Mom, where are my shoes?" Nan Nan said on the side: "Uncle Sun came over, and mom’s eyes don’t have me anymore."

Wang Manman frowned at her daughter: "How often does Uncle Sun come by? You’re at home every day, tell me when mom hasn’t put you in her heart first?"

Nan Nan was a sensible and good child.

She immediately realized her mistake and quickly apologized to her mom.

Sun Dasheng ruffled her hair and laughed: "It’s okay, Uncle will help you get your shoes."

With that, he bent over to the shoe cabinet and took out the cute shoes with cartoon patterns.

He asked Nan Nan next to him: "Are these your shoes?"

Nan Nan nodded vigorously and said: "Yes, thank you, Uncle Sun."

Seeing this harmonious scene, Wang Manman’s eyes became a bit moist.

After closing the door, Sun Dasheng asked somewhat puzzled: "Didn’t you hire a maid at home? Why haven’t I seen anyone?"

Wang Manman patted her forehead and said: "The little one is sleeping at home, the aunt is probably watching him."

Speaking of her eldest son Pingping, Sun Dasheng immediately felt a flutter of excitement.

"Where is the little guy? I haven’t seen him for a while.

Can he walk now? Does he talk?

How tall and heavy is he?"

Hearing Sun Dasheng’s caring questions one after another.

Wang Manman showed a heartfelt smile.

It seems he still cares about the child and herself.

It’s just that he’s been working outside, very busy, and hasn’t had time to come see her and the child.

It looks like her feelings over this period have been correct.

Fortunately, she didn’t listen to those nonsense and gossip of those chatterboxes.

They all got divorced, what right do they have to talk about us married folks?

They can’t even run their own lives well, yet they’re pointing fingers at those who are married, it’s really laughable.

The gossipers Wang Manman spoke of were those she met when running a clean bar, women who liked going to bars and clean bars.

Most of them ended up in breakups or divorces.

With unhappy marriages and relationships, what useful topics can they talk about when they gather?

Most were saying that this man was wrong, that one was not good enough.

As if their unhappy endings were all caused by men.

"What are you daydreaming about? I’m talking to you?" Sun Dasheng reminded her.

"Oh, oh, I just got a bit distracted, sorry."

Sun Dasheng’s words pulled her out of her thoughts.

"He’s on the 2nd floor, let me take you there."

"Mom, mom, I’ll take Uncle there, I know where my brother is."

Nan Nan was showing great enthusiasm there.

Sun Na patted her head and said: "Sure, thank you, Nan Nan."

Wang Manman was also happy to see this scene.

Because her daughter wasn’t his biological child, she was with her ex-husband.

She was always worried about her daughter, fearing she wouldn’t be liked by him and couldn’t integrate into this new family.

Judging from his actions, he seems to quite like this daughter.

Whether it was standing up for her on the street or communicating with her at home, he has always shown a very friendly attitude towards her.

The group of three came to the second floor.

Nan Nan was at the front, knocking on the door.

"Knock, knock, Auntie, open the door, we’re back."

The door opened.

The maid greeted them with a surprised smile: "Madam, sir, you’re both here.

It’s been a while since we’ve seen you, sir.

The child is sleeping inside, hurry and take a look."

"Thank you, Mrs. Zhang."

Wang Manman said very politely.

"What are you saying, madam?

This is all part of my job, you’re being too polite.

When I get my salary from you, I’ll feel guilty if you say that."

This Mrs. Zhang, who looks quite older, is actually quite humorous.

Among the many maids Sun Dasheng has hired, she’s one of the few locals.

Most of the others are Filipino maids.

Being chosen among them shows her exceptional capabilities.

She’s far better than those mediocre, poorly trained maids without much ability.

Maids as capable as her are basically circulated among the rich.

Some may stay with a family for decades.

Ordinary people outside wouldn’t have access to them.

Sun Dasheng was indeed lucky when he went to the employment market and found her.

Her previous employer moved abroad with the family, needing to find a new job.

That’s how Sun Dasheng got this great opportunity.

"Sir, madam, you haven’t eaten yet, right? I’ll go down and prepare some food."