The Tycoon's Little Darling: Uncle, you're going to spoil me rotten!

Chapter 574 He can recognize his mom.

The little one nestled in his father's arms, his tiny feet resting on his father's shirt, his little paws on his father's strong shoulders. After crying and fussing enough, he began to bask in the sun peacefully, his eyes half-closed, completely content.

Little did she know that her own brother, Jiang Xiaosu, was already holding a grudge against her.

A meeting was about to begin, and Jiangsu succumbed to the domineering influence of its uncle.

He picked up the documents on the table, glanced at the culprit, Koyama-kun, and resignedly walked out of the office.

Assistant He looked at Jiang Chenyu, hesitating to leave. "President, do you want to participate remotely?"

Jiang Chenyu nodded.

Assistant He understood and left the office. Jiang Chenyu, holding his son, went to his desk, turned on his computer, and operated it with one hand.

The little one stared wide-eyed with curiosity at the thing in his father's hand.

The little guy, as if discovering a new continent, blinked his eyes with curiosity and forgot that he was supposed to drink his milk.

A moment later, a video of the conference room popped up on Jiang Chenyu's computer. He was leaning back in his chair, holding his son in his arms, looking at the screen.

The little guy looked curiously at the computer, then at his dad. His face was completely bewildered, his chubby cheeks gleaming with a thirst for knowledge in his eyes as he gazed at his father.

Jiang Chenyu hugged his son's little head, letting his heart embrace him, "This is a computer. When you grow up and go to school, Dad will buy you one too."

A short while later, Jiangsu entered the conference room, and everyone inside was taken aback when they saw him appear.

Then, Assistant He pulled out the chair that only Jiang Chenyu was qualified to sit in, and everyone looked at the scene in surprise.

Where is the CEO?

Jiangsu glanced at the chair, then strode forward, his face tense, his profile bearing a striking resemblance to Jiang Chenyu.

Assistant He explained, "This is Young Master Sun of the Jiang family, Mr. Jiang's nephew, Jiangsu. The president is unable to attend the meeting today, so Young Master Sun will be attending on his behalf."

After the brief explanation, everyone could vaguely guess what was going on. As everyone knows, President Jiang's son came to the company today.

We can't just skip meetings to take care of our son, can we?

Everyone speculated, but no one dared to say a word.

On the large screen in the distance, several foreigners asked Assistant He in English, "Only the president knows about things abroad. This young master has never met us before. Does he understand?"

Jiangsu responded on behalf of He's assistant, "Not having seen it doesn't mean I lack ability. I've done basic research on the situation overseas, and I understand the data more thoroughly than my uncle does. I understand your doubts, but the facts will speak for themselves."

The little guy strained his little face, curiously looking at the screen and listening to the people talking inside. After a while, his neck got tired, so he turned around and nestled on his father's chest. Less than three minutes later, his little mouth pouted again, as if he was about to cry.

This time, with no one in the office to take care of his son, Jiang Chenyu carried his crying son out of the office with one arm, and with the milk jug in the other, he went to the tea room to get water for his son, and then returned to the office to make him formula.

The group of secretaries in the president's office were dumbfounded. Was this really their cold-blooded president at the top of the pyramid?

The little baby was still crying, his tender pink lips were stretched out, he had no teeth but only drool, his little face was squeezed together, and his eyes were closed, looking pitifully like he wanted his mommy.

The little one hasn't seen his beautiful mommy all morning and misses her.

Gu Nuannuan was halfway through her shopping trip when she became restless. "Sister-in-law, the driver will pick you up in a bit, so I won't go back with him. Right now, all I can think about is my son's crying face and his crying voice."

Wei Aihua, having been through it all, understands the heartache of a new mother who is with her son every day and is suddenly separated from him.

"You've almost finished buying the clothes. The driver will be here soon and will take you to Chenyu Company first," Wei Aihua said considerately.

Wei Aihua also bought new clothes for her husband and herself, and bought some for Jiang Lao and his wife as well.

When the Jiang family driver went to pick up the two, Wei Aihua instructed the driver, "Take Nuannuan to the Jiang Group first, then we'll go home."

The driver carried out the order.

Upon arriving at the Jiang Group building, Gu Nuannuan went straight inside. When the receptionist saw her and was about to stop her, someone next to her stopped her and said, "This is the president's wife."

Because Gu Nuannuan hadn't appeared at the company for a long time, the new receptionist didn't recognize her and almost stopped the wrong person.

Gu Nuannuan entered the president's private elevator, which led directly to her husband's office area.

As soon as she stepped outside, she saw the secretaries around her.

"Madam, you've arrived."

Gu Nuannuan nodded and walked towards her husband's office.

As soon as I opened the door, I heard the little guy crying loudly, each cry more heart-wrenching than the last.

Jiang Chenyu was holding the baby and feeding him formula when he saw Gu Nuannuan. He was slightly taken aback. "Xiao Nuan, didn't I tell you to go out and play today? Why did you come here?"

When Gu Nuannuan heard her son crying, she lost all interest in shopping and devoted all her attention to him. "Honey, I feel so sorry for him."

She jogged over and picked up the baby from her husband's arms.

The little one finally saw Mommy, his little mouth pouting sadly, and his crying gradually subsided. He drank half a bottle of formula and then started crying again.

Gu Nuannuan picked up her son with heartache and kissed his cheek. "Baby, Mommy won't leave you with your daddy next time. Don't cry."

The little guy felt even more aggrieved, as if his father was abusing him, and he pouted whenever he saw his mother.

Strangely, the little guy stopped crying when he saw Gu Nuannuan.

Gu Nuannuan said, "My son can recognize his mother now."

Jiang Chenyu was truly at his wit's end because of his son's crying. His son had drained all his energy that morning. This was even more exhausting than the various business engagements he was scheduled to attend.

The little one finally landed in his mother's arms and drank the familiar, sweet breast milk. His tearful eyes were gently wiped away by his mother.

Gu Nuannuan sat on the sofa, and Jiang Chenyu went to sit down next to his wife. He tilted his head back to relieve the fatigue in his neck. Then, looking at his son, he asked his wife, "Is he this disruptive at home?"

Gu Nuannuan held her son's little hand. "No, he clings to me when he wakes up now. He hums a couple of times when I'm around."

Jiang Chenyu finally understood how difficult it was to raise a child, and then he noticed that his wife hadn't brought anything with her.

"You didn't buy anything today?" President Jiang was a little displeased because his wife hadn't spent any money.

"I definitely bought it. I asked my sister-in-law to bring it home for me."

However, the money-grubbing cat in President Jiang's house looked at her husband with a smile and said, "Honey, the money in my card isn't a round number anymore. I've recently developed a condition where I only like round numbers. What should I do?"

Jiang Chenyu placed his hand on his wife's head and gently rubbed it, "If I didn't have some skills, I really couldn't afford to support you."

He handed the phone to his wife, saying, "Finance department, contact them yourself."

Jiang Chenyu got up, took a few sips of water from his cup, and sighed, "I've been taking care of my son all morning and haven't even had a chance to drink some water."