My Son is a Reborn Villain

Chapter 125

The two chatted happily until Wenwen ran in.

“Mom!”

Aunt Yun’s eyes lit up when she saw the little guy.

Seeing Wenwen’s flushed, sweaty cheeks, Fu Yunruo took out a tissue to wipe his face. “Did you have fun?”

Wenwen nodded.

Aunt Yun approached, “Is this Wenwen? What a lovely child!”

Wenwen curiously looked back.

Fu Yunruo introduced, “This is my son, Wenwen.” Then she encouraged Wenwen to greet the woman, “This is…” She hesitated. Having called the woman ‘Aunt Yun’ herself, Wenwen should call her ‘Grandma.’ But with Aunt Yun’s youthful appearance, calling her two generations older felt a bit strange.

“Just call me Grandma.” Aunt Yun smiled. There was a barely visible expectation in her eyes.

Wenwen couldn’t help but look at this beautiful woman a few more times. First, there was the strange man who wanted to be called grandpa despite looking young, and now another young-looking woman wanted to be called grandma.

Wenwen wondered if these were Si Yue’s parents—his own grandparents. The man just now had half his face obscured by a thick beard, so he couldn’t tell for sure. This woman, however, didn’t seem to resemble Si Yue much.

Seeing Aunt Yun was willing to be called grandma, Fu Yunruo instructed Wenwen to call her ‘Grandma Yun.’

The boy obediently did so, but he secretly glanced at his mother, who was oblivious to the truth, and sighed internally. Oh well, seeing how gullible she is, he’d have to keep a closer eye on her to prevent her from being deceived!

“Are you thirsty? Hungry? Shall we get something to eat?” Fu Yunruo asked her son, knowing he must be needing a refill after all the running.

Hearing this, Aunt Yun forgot her excitement, “Oh my god! Quickly go in; don’t let the child be hungry or thirsty.”

Fu Yunruo nodded, bid Aunt Yun goodbye, and then led Wenwen back to the castle. Once they left, Aunt Yun stood in the garden for a while longer before putting down her watering can and heading to another castle. Upon entering the living room, she saw her husband, Si Zhengze, still wearing a fake beard and staring at his hand in a daze.

She looked away in disgust. What an ugly beard!

“Zhizhi, I touched our baby grandson’s head,” Si Zhengze boasted as his wife returned, showing off his hand.

Hearing this, Xie Zhiyun hurried over and rubbed his hand jealously. She hadn’t touched her grandson’s head yet!

But then she bragged, “Our grandson called me Grandma!”

“What!” Now it was Si Zhengze’s turn to feel envious; he hadn’t heard their grandson call him grandpa yet!

The mysterious man and friendly female gardener were indeed Si Yue’s parents, who had previously only watched their grandson from afar, mostly through surveillance feed. But charmed by their playful and cute grandson, they were no longer satisfied with just looking from a distance. So, they decided to get closer by disguising their identity.