The King’s Enchanting Chapter 1797 - 1811: The Grand Finale (Part 14)

For dealing with foodies, money doesn’t matter; food is the most important! Mo Yangyang sniffled after hearing this, sucking on his paw with a longing expression: "Is there candy? Yangyang wants candy!"

"Good son, go ahead!" Zhao Ziyin patted her son’s head. Normally, if Leng Xiaobao and Leng Mo were around, there would be no need to give any instructions for such minor matters.

Leng Xiaobao looks like someone who bullies others, a character used to being arrogant. And Leng Mo, the only girl, is super pampered. As long as those two little guardians stand at the door, even if Yu Zexiao is unwilling, he has no choice but to fork out the money!

But there’s no way around it, since those two were chosen as flower children, they had no choice but to let Mu Shang’en hold Mo Yangyang’s hand to guard the door. With several adults gearing up, trying to figure out how to extort a sum from Yu Zexiao, footsteps suddenly came from the hallway outside.

Huh? How did they break through the defense so quickly? The adults were completely dumbfounded; they weren’t ready yet when the door was suddenly pushed open.

Of course, the first one to rush in was the foodie Mo Yangyang.

He was busy chewing, with his mouth full of milk candy, and holding candy in his paws. His clothes pocket, plus the little backpack specially sewn by Zhao Ziyin, were also stuffed full of candy—all begged by him.

And Mu Shang’en, following behind Mo Yangyang, was holding a stack of small red envelopes in his paws—not sure how much cash was inside, but certainly quite a bit.

As soon as he went out the door, Mo Yangyang charged out first. Upon seeing Yu Zexiao dismount, he stumbled forward and hugged one of his legs: "Uncle, candy!"

And Mu Shang’en, following his younger brother, also ran up: "Uncle Yu, Mom and Aunt told me to ask for red envelopes!"

Candy? Easy-peasy, Yu Zexiao reached out his hand: "Bring the wedding candy over!" With a clatter, a heap of candy, meant for the wedding, was sent over by the group of brothers behind him. Seeing the candy, Mo Yangyang sniffled, his eyes lit up, saying as he looked: "Yangyang wants candy! I want here, I want there too!"

Yu Zexiao stuffed candy into every possible part of him until it was difficult for him to walk, making him leave happily. As for dealing with Mu Shang’en, it was even simpler. Yu Zexiao pulled out a stack of gift red envelopes and shoved it into Mu Shang’en’s hand: "Red envelopes!"

Luo Qingxue told Mu Shang’en to go get red envelopes, to get many, many red envelopes. But how many "many, many" is, Mu Shang’en didn’t know. He only knew he grabbed a huge handful, seemingly enough for everyone in the room, which made him happily follow Mo Yangyang back.

Hearing the two, the women in the room were dumbfounded. No need to mention Mo Yangyang—a one, nearly two-year-old toddler—what does he understand? But Mu Shang’en’s red envelopes... seeing her son’s big, watery eyes pleading for praise, Mu Qingyu reluctantly patted his little head, saying: "En’en did well."

However, these two little ones not being effective, we can’t let Yu Zexiao off easily either! The wives geared up and decided to block the door themselves! They won’t believe it until he dares to barge in!

Yu Zexiao and his group of buddies were immediately intimidated seeing the fierce-looking "wife army" at the door: "Pay up! Without money, you won’t get the bride!"