"Thanks to my two sweethearts."
Jiang Siming walked over, wrapped an arm around each of his two well-behaved daughters, and planted a kiss on each of their cheeks.
"Where are your mothers?" Jiang Siming asked.
"They went to sleep."
Xiaoxiao answered slyly, thinking, Dad, don't get too worked up later, okay?
I've arranged today's perks perfectly for you!
"All right, then let's eat the cake. Come on, Dad will cut it for you."
Jiang Siming did not suspect a thing. After all, it was Father's Day, and perhaps his wives were all calling their own fathers to send them their blessings.
He cut a slice of cake for each of his daughters, then served himself a piece as well.
The three of them happily ate cake in the living room.
Jiang Siming felt that today's cake was especially sweet.
Xiao Luoyu had cream smeared all over her face, turning her into a little kitten.
Jiang Siming smiled at Xiaoxiao and said, "You know, celebrating the holiday with me today reminded me of that commercial I saw when I was little, the one about washing your mother's feet. It was so touching—"
Before Jiang Siming could finish, Xiaoxiao immediately understood. She grabbed his hand and dragged him outside.
"Xiaoxiao, what are you doing?" Jiang Siming asked, utterly baffled.
Xiaoxiao said seriously, "Come on, I'll take you to a foot massage parlor! Dad, weren't you hinting that you wanted to get a massage?"
Jiang Siming: "..."
Bonk!
A chestnut landed on Xiaoxiao's head.
"What kind of thoughts do you have? When did your father ever say he wanted a massage? I was talking about education and family affection! Understand?" Jiang Siming rolled his eyes angrily.
Xiaoxiao covered her aching head, her eyes filled with suspicion. "Are you sure? That really doesn't sound