It'll Come Naturally

Justin had no idea he had just been made fun of. He still had a way to go with the various social nuances of the time. He shuddered as a gust of cold wind blew his way in the office. His eyes went to the direction of the frigid air.

"Uncle Aaron, is the air-conditioning malfunctioning? I'm pretty sure I felt a cold breeze wash over me just now," he asked as he met eyes with Aaron. Today was a holiday. As per his father's directive, he was required to be at the FX International Group for practice whenever school was out. Justin liked to think this was part of his father's grooming him to be the next head of the company. So as usual, he was at the office right now.

"No. I don't think so. Anyway, focus. You'd better take a look at these documents thoroughly first. The CEO mentioned he'll be giving out random examinations," Aaron reminded the young protege. Justin had been exposed to the cutthroat world of business in the FX International Group at the tender young age of eight. Now, much more grown up, he had no problems handling simple documents.

"I can't see him in his office. Where's my daddy now?" Justin asked while already looking at the stack of documents laid out before him. He sighed inwardly. Whenever the thought of his future as the heir of this massive company, Justin couldn't help but feel stressed. "The CEO went home, apparently. He said that we can only call him if it is absolutely necessary," Aaron answered passively. He didn't even need to guess as to why Edward rushed to get home this early. He definitely went home for his little daughter. Aaron smirked at the thought.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

"Really, now? Isn't he going too far by going back home to see my younger sister by himself while he leaves me at the company to sort out all these documents?" Justin said with a pained expression. Frustration washed over him and he couldn't help but bend over the desk. He shifted uncomfortably. He was a genius and he knew that. Such was the fate of people like him. If he was any other kid, he would've been playing with no care in the world like a normal kid his age instead of being surrounded by towering stacks of documents. If these papers were stacked altogether, they would've surpassed his height three times over. Such was the price a prodigy had to pay for his outstanding talent.

Aaron could feel the frustration emanating from Justin. His cheeks flushed out of sympathy. He just stroked Justin's head gently and thought that he was powerless to do anything but accept the fact that he had a scheming father, though he did think that this was for Justin's own good.

As soon as she was born, Jasmine was destined to become loved by everyone around her, and become a high-profile person in the future.

By the time when she was at the tender age of four to five years old, there were already a considerable number of properties under her name. It was obvious how favored she was in the Mu Family. She was their little angel.

While the little princess was prancing on with a halo on her head without a care for the world, Daisy on the other hand, was helpless against her. The little angel always fought her mother for her husband, such as now.

"Major General Ouyang, what are you doing? Daddy is mine. Who permitted you to sit on his legs?" the little girl made the complaint against her mother with puffed up cheeks and mild annoyance. She stood firm with a strong appearance. If anybody else saw her, she would still look incredibly cute.

"Well, you'd better ask your Daddy about this. It wasn't my decision to sit this way, he just wouldn't let me go," Daisy felt like weeping when she heard this, but no tear flowed. It was said that a daughter was like a smaller, neatly packaged bundle of comfort for her mother. But in this case, Daisy's daughter was more like her rival.

"Daddy, tell me why you won't let Major General Ouyang go?" the little girl pointed a stubby little finger at the man who was smiling and pondering, obviously amused.

"Jasmine, first you have to tell daddy why I can't carry mommy in my arms or on my legs," Edward said. Fights like this were a common occurrence every week, which Edward had gotten used to. What he never could get used to was the aftermath of it disrupting the intimacy between him and his wife, which was always disturbed by their little daughter. She didn't really play by the conventional logic.

"Because daddy is Jasmine's and Jasmine is going to marry daddy when I've grown up. That's why daddy can't be together with mommy," the little girl explained with all the sincerity and courage she could muster. Her cheeks puffed anew, and she kept on pouting. Upon hearing this, Daisy let out a chuckle. Her daughter was trying her best to be intimidating but she could only look cuter and more amusing. Maybe this was happening because she was often not at home. Jasmine was definitely much closer with Edward.

"My little angel, let's set that matter aside until you've grown up! Right now, your daddy still belongs to me," Daisy turned to her husband while saying this and stretched out her arms to hug Edward by the neck in a defiant and proud way, waiting to see how Jasmine would react.

"No! I must defend my position from now on," Jasmine put one foot forward in retaliation. Her eyes were welling up with tears after her mother's provocation.

"Oho! I see you have a position. Now tell me what exactly that is," Daisy loved teasing the little girl, as the more she got mad, the cuter she got. It just melted her heart.

"Daddy, look! Major General Ouyang is bullying me again," Jasmine pleaded as she turned to his father in an attempt to charm him. This was her usual tactic whenever she realized she was losing to her mother.

"Major General Ouyang, please explain why you're bullying my little princess," Edward had no choice but to play along and question Daisy with the title his daughter had addressed her mother, now that he was dragged into the little war.

"Why, the reason's quite simple! It's because she is fighting against me for my own husband," Daisy answered as she raised her chin proudly, while staring intently at the man she loved so dearly. She would never admit defeat. The very notion made her cringe inside. All these years they were together, he had treated her with love and kindness without ever hindering her work. That was why she was able to work harder and attain the position of Major General. Hence, she was quite grateful for her husband.

"There is no fight. Daddy is always mine," Jasmine cried out all of a sudden with her voice breaking up, she was visibly tearing up now.

"Now, look at what you've done. She's crying again," Justin walked into the living room in strides. He had grown up to be a handsome kid of fifteen years old. As soon as he heard his sister's wails, he appeared almost instantly in front of them. He then bent down and carried Jasmine in his arms to comfort her.00000000000