Chapter 2588 - 2063: Since You’ve Touched Her, You Can’t Touch Me Anymore 1

"I’m busy today, I’ll go back and visit when I’m free."

When Bai Jingqing heard about Bai Ruiqing again, he felt nothing in his heart. His brotherly feelings for Bai Ruiqing were completely exhausted five years ago by Bai Ruiqing himself.

Now, Bai Ruiqing and his mother have already been banished from his heart. He provides for them because he promised his father, and he won’t go back on his word, but beyond that, he is totally powerless.

Now, he only cares about a few people, and he only gives his love to these people.

"Bai Jingqing, have you completely forgotten how your father died? Have you forgotten his last words?" Bai Jingqing’s mother’s voice was filled with hatred.

Bai Jingqing immediately flared up, "Don’t mention my father’s death to me! How did he die? He was angered to death by Bai Ruiqing! Next time you bring this up, please consider your conscience!"

After saying this, he hung up the phone, his chest burning with anger.

When he turned around, he was startled to see two figures standing at the bedroom doors behind him, one big and one small.

Bai Xiaobai stood at the children’s room door, staring at him with wide eyes, while Qianqian leaned against the bedroom door with a hint of laziness on her face.

Bai Jingqing awkwardly put down his phone and said, "Did I disturb you? It’s nothing, just family matters... Are you hungry? I’ll make breakfast."

"I’ll freshen up." Qianqian turned and went back into the bedroom.

"I’ll help." Bai Xiaobai was a very industrious child, never liking idleness and always preferred to be busy.

"No need, go and play." Bai Jingqing didn’t want his young son in the kitchen.

"I don’t want to play, I like cooking." Bai Xiaobai insisted on going into the kitchen.

Bai Jingqing, "..."

His son’s sensibility did not bring him joy, but rather made his heart ache.

"Daddy, what are you making?" Bai Xiaobai asked.

"Fried rice." Bai Jingqing intended to fry some leftover rice from yesterday for breakfast.

"Then I’ll chop the onions." Bai Xiaobai immediately went to the fridge to get onions, peppers, and other necessary vegetables. He then went to the sink, stood on a stool, and began washing the vegetables.

"Xiao Bai, I can handle these." Bai Jingqing took over the task of washing vegetables.

"Then I’ll chop the onions." Bai Xiaobai skillfully found a knife, cut off the ends of the onion, peeled it, and expertly diced it.

Watching his son’s adeptness, Bai Jingqing felt even more weighted down.

After the family of three had breakfast, Bai Jingqing discussed with Qianqian about finding a school for Bai Xiaobai so he could start attending.

They asked Bai Xiaobai for his opinion, but he had none, saying he would listen to whatever Daddy and Mommy decided.

Bai Jingqing found a reason to send Bai Xiaobai back to his room. He took Qianqian’s hand and said, "Qianqian... don’t you think Xiao Bai is too mature?"

"I do, he is very mature." Qianqian faintly smiled.

"But he’s just a child... you have him cooking, doing laundry, tidying up the house—he’s practically capable of everything now!" Mentioning this made Bai Jingqing feel as if his heart was being pierced by knives.

"Is there something wrong with that?" Qianqian blinked her eyes at him.

"Qianqian... why are you doing this? These are things we as parents should be doing! I... seeing him like this makes me really sad." Bai Jingqing shook his head.