The Sweet Rival (Mango Shen and Nathaniel Ye) novel Chapter 903

The reporter was slightly evasive being inquired by Mango this way.

"Mrs. Ye, I asked the question first, right?"

"Is it necessary for me to answer your question?"

Mango's smile had already turned much colder.

Zion said lightly, "If Mommy gets sent to the emergency room because she's furious as you, I'm afraid that daddy will kill you."

The reporter involuntarily took a step back.

Mango abruptly took a step forward and said coldly, "F*ck off!"

The reporter wanted to utter something else, but she made way for her as she was startled by Mango's ferocious manner.

Mango grabbed Zion's hand and got on the car. She told Ned, "Help me check where the reporters came from. I don't think that they are legit reports."

"Okay, Madam."

Ned immediately asked someone to investigate on the previous matter.

Mango and Zion sat in the back seat and went straight to the military compound. Along the way, they found that someone was tailing them. It was likely the previous reporter.

She sneered. "Heh! Let her follow us. I want to see how she can get into the military compound."

As expected, the car was stopped at the gate of the military compound.

Mango's car drove straight in.

She let out a sigh of relief when she saw the reporter behind her arguing with the sentinels but to no avail.

Perhaps due to her pregnancy, she had been particularly agitated recently and was often in a bad mood.

The car drove to Brantley's house entrance. Mango and Zion got out of the car and walked in straight.

Upon seeing the arrival of Mango and Zion, Brantley was slightly taken aback subconsciously.

"Mango? Zion? Why are you guys here?"

"Well? Are you not welcoming us?"

Mango looked as if she would leave at once if Brantley didn't welcome her. Brantley was so terrified that he quickly stopped her.

"No! Of course not! I'm just a little puzzled. You just mentioned in the hospital just now that you would wait for Nathan and come back with him."

"Can't I change my mind?"

Mango looked like a mischievous child.

Brantley paused a moment and smiled dotingly before saying, "Sure, you can say anything you want."

Only then did Mango laugh.

Meanwhile, Zion greeted Brantley politely.

"Great-grandpa, nice to meet you. Please ignore my mommy's attitude. She's pregnant, so she's been acting a little spoiled recently.

Both Mango and Brantley were stunned. Hereafter, Brantley burst into laughter.

"Yeah, she is! You should ask your grandma to keep her company for now. Why don't you go to the study with me for a bit?"

It seemed like he had something to say to Zion.

Zion quickly nodded.

Mango was a little depressed.

How could her own son despise her?

Was she acting too spoilt?

Right then, Queena came out of her room after hearing their voice. When she saw Mango, she immediately smiled.

"You're here?"

"Yeah, I was bored cause I was alone in the hospital. Zion wanted to visit you too. He will head back to the military region, so I don't he'll have time to come back and visit you soon."

Mango quickly walked over.

She helped Queena on the sofa.

"I'm not that weak..."

"I just like to hold you."

Whenever Mango thought that there was not much time left for Queena, she felt upset indeed.

"Okay, it's up to you. Let's go to the kitchen and cook something delicious for Zion later, okay?"

"Can you do it?"

Mango was slightly worried.

Queena smiled and said, "I'm fine. I'll listen to you."

Upon seeing her reaction, Mango said happily, "I'm going to cook. Will you lend me a hand?"

"Sure, no problem."

Both of them went to the kitchen.

After Zion followed Brantley to enter the study, Brantley took something out from his drawer and passed it to Zion.

"Take a look at it. Do you like it?"

Zion took it. He felt happy instantly once he opened it.

"Isn't this a remote control of the fourth generation drone?"

"That's good. You can tell which generation it's merely from the remote control. You're indeed talented."

Brantley touched his head with gratification and whispered, "Only two drones are being innovated in our military region, but they have disappeared. Now, we only have the remote controls left. I know that you're well-versed in computers. Zion, I do hope that you can find the drones for you because I have failed to do so. Is that okay?"

"Sure, no problem!"

Zion replied confidently.

He adorably touched the remote and couldn't wait to see what the drone looked like.

He had heard about this drone before, but he had never seen it with his own eyes. Even if there was only one remote control, Zion was still extremely enthusiastic.

Seeing how Zion was interested in computers, Brantley finally smiled.

"Both the Ye Family and our Xiao family have a talent now."

"Wasn't Mr. Ye a talent before he retired?"

Zion had spoken for his father subconsciously.

Brantley said in a regretful tone, "Well...our family has dragged him down. If he had a sibling, he wouldn't have to come back to inherit the family business. If he stayed in the military area, your father would have achieved great heights. What a pity!"

"It's not a pity, though. Mr. Ye has done a good job in running the business as well."

Zion's words made Brantley slightly stunned. He couldn't have imagined that a four-year-old child had uttered these remarks.