President's Genius Son

Hedy wanted to curse, “How dare you hush me, like I am your Filipino maid?” 

Yet she still walked over and took Victor 's underwear, with a disgust look. 

They were a pair of gray boxers, simple design, without any pattern, but the materials felt very smooth, soft and skin-friendly. The tailoring was generous and attractive. 

Hedy held the underwear in her left hand and the hair dryer in the other. In order to make the underwear dry faster, she kept turning the pants around. 

Victor watched the whole time, with a touch of tenderness and appreciation in his expression. 

"Do you often blow dry clothes like this, for our son?" Victor asked. 

"Yes, Europe has very rainy spring. The clothes just won't dry. So a hair dryer becomes handy for Leo’s undies." Hedy answered lightly.

"Thanks for your work all these years." Victor whispered. 

Hedy raised her eyebrows, looked at Victor , then lowered her head two seconds later and said, "You have no position to say this to me. He is my son. What I do for him is my willingness and what I should do." 

As she flipped her wrists, the underwear were already half dried. 

Victor was charmed by Hedy’s serious look. Although at the moment she looked casual, in her home dress with her messy hair, Victor did not find anything shabby on her, instead he found purity and cleanness.

This reminded Victor of Hedy in those photos. 

While waiting for the mother and son in the small apartment, Victor did not waste the time completely waiting. At least, he checked all the albums in the house. 

Five years ago, Hedy was plump and full of collagen, making her a little silly and sweet when she laughed. 

Now that she lost weight, her facial contours became livelier. When upset, she was a little wild and untamed. 

In the album, most of them were photos of Leo, there were few photos with both Hedy and the boy. It felt like a photo diary of the boy, from his birth to the age of four. Those photos stacked in several thick albums. 

In each photo, Leo was in cute clothes and with innocent smile. 

The boy’s childhood was full of love and joy, obviously. 

Hedy gave the boy a happy childhood, all by herself. Victor could not do it better himself. 

It didn’t matter how she got his semen back then. Now at the very least, she took care of his son with a sincere heart. She was a qualified, even an excellent mother. 

"Well, it’s dry." 

underwear into Victor's hand, then unplugged the hair

temperature of the underwear in his hands. He

his underwear, he walked to the

with her arms around the little boy. The other side of the bed was empty, which was

 went to bed cautiously, closed his eyes, and was about to fall asleep.

ten minutes, he failed to sleep.

and glanced at Hedy, finding out her awaking glance as well.

snack?" Victor suggested in a low

wearing her night dress. She smiled hard, and said in a low voice: "You

only you." Victor was very calm.

Hedy was stunned. 

shamelessness made

pass, I'm sleepy."

biggest wish now was really to

 Victor

to pat him on the head. Why

noodles, would you cook a bowl for me?"

his mother makes the best noodles in the world.

it anymore when she heard this.

"My son never lies."

into Hedy 's eyes and said lightly: "It is

you will know

bad at cooking. But, when he said her son was a liar,

out of bed immediately, rolled up her

the bed, Victor stretched out his fingers, lightly scratched the tip of Leo's nose, and smiled: "Son, tell me this: why did Daddy sleep with a

eyes, looked at Victor, then muttered a few times, and

*** 

In the kitchen. 

the most expensive red shrimp from the freezer. While waiting for the shrimp head soup, she already cut the white radish into slices, shredded and cleaned the oyster mushrooms, and soaked pea sprouts in

of a bowl of

the best measuring tool, with a spoon on the left and

boiled in the pan. When the lid was lifted, the umami flavor of the shrimp ran out immediately.

full of

woman knows what she

at Hedy and gave an