My Daughter Is a Picky Eater

A glamorous, rich mom who does whatever she wants and says, “Why work the kids to the bone when I can work myself?” × A refined scoundrel, the hedge fund founder who got completely played by his wife and kids

(Once I finish writing this, I might reward myself by getting weird with it.)

Question on a certain forum: Just how explosive can international students’ gossip get?

Two Little Sprouts:

A top-tier beauty who hooked up with the most sought-after top in the scene on her first try.

A real talent, refined outside the bedroom and a scoundrel in it.

We hooked up for about half a year, then I got bored.

We parted on good terms. A month later, two lines on an early pregnancy test.

After much thought, I decided to keep the baby and ditch the father. Seven months later, I was delighted to welcome twins.

I happily (?) raised them for three and a half years. For certain special reasons, I had to get in touch with their dad. I sent just three messages:

1. By any chance, did you know we have two kids?

2. The kids say their greatest wish in life is to eat food cooked by Daddy.

3. Business partner, would you be available? Shall we set a time? I’ll pay.

The good news: The kids are willing to eat now.

The bad news: Their dad has me caught in his net.

Jiang Che, Wall Street’s walking libido, ranked number one on the magazine list of “Men You Most Want to Get.”

No one knew that he and Ming Zhi had once shared a wild, all-consuming affair.

He was the one who got dumped.

During his first week back in China, at a family gathering,

his mother scrolled through videos of toddlers eating and said to him,

“This kid looks just like you did when you were little. Did you and your father secretly get someone pregnant behind my back?”

Jiang Che glanced at the screen.

A pampered little girl, soft and squishy like a big white rice cake, was struggling to pick up a little meatball with her training chopsticks.

Suddenly, a pair of red lips came into view. “What a good girl! How about one more bite, sweetheart?”

Her voice was languid and alluring.

Jiang Che suddenly remembered.

Those apricot-red lips, tasting of peaches, soft and sweet beneath his teeth.

That night, Jiang Che was smoking on the terrace when he received a message from an unknown number.

Ming Zhi: By any chance, did you know we have two kids?

Jiang Che: ?

SC / 1v1 / HE

Ming Zhi’s perspective: a casual hookup.

Jiang Che’s perspective: Weren’t we dating?

- Also known as: A Hot Mom’s Diary of Raising Kids and Training Her Dog and Two Little Sprouts

- This is actually a food novel, too.

- The title and blurb may change before the story officially begins.

Theme: May the two little sprouts grow strong and tall