[Comprehensive] The daily life of raising children with the mortal enemy

"Connor, go to class quickly." Clark didn't know what to teach Connor. Being a father was far more difficult than he imagined.

Sitting on a private plane to Monaco.

Lex taught Connor a few skills in playing cards, and even showed Connor a magic trick. Clark sat aside and didn't see any flaws.

"Wow, it's amazing!" Connor clapped his hands and said.

"Don't tell me, you really plan to let Connor go to the casino to play, I don't think he is old enough to enter the casino." Clark said, drinking bourbon.

He never thought that one day, he would sit in Lex's private jet and go on a "business trip" with such a peaceful attitude.

"What to do, what not to do, should not be restricted by age," Lex said with emotion, "It depends on a person's ability."

"You mean you made a fake passport for Connor?" Clark said bluntly. He knew that Connor was 17 years old, far below the legal age to enter a casino in Monaco.

Lex moved closer to Connor's ear and said something to Connor.

Connor repeated Lex's words, and said, "Don't spoil the fun, Daddy."

Clark felt a little pain in his brain nerves, put down the bourbon, and said, "Don't teach your son to refute his father's words—you will teach him to ruin the right things."

Lex raised his eyebrows amusedly, it seemed that Clark had confidence in his ability to teach his son well.

Lex gestured, and the flight attendant came over to serve Lex a glass of whiskey. Lex put away the cards and put them on the tray in the air.

"You know what? My father taught me that, too," Lex said, sorting the cards. "When he's in the mood—which means not too many—he's a good gamer. I won a lot of chips at the gambling table. I thought—naively, maybe one day, he will take me to play, like a father and son would have fun."

Lex leaned back, took a sip of whiskey and said, "But that day never came, because he passed away before I reached the legal age. It's a pity, isn't it? So I hope Connor won't Bound by these boring regulations, what I don’t have, I hope Connor will have. Cherish the time you have with your family and don’t regret it when you lose it.”

"You should learn to enjoy these things more." Lex opened his hands and said to Clark.

"...I think if it's just for one night, it should be harmless." Clark said, and said to Connor, "But treat it as a game, and never indulge in gambling, you know, Connor."

"Of course, it's just a game. Remember, Daddy, you are the coolest and most considerate father!" Connor said happily.

"You can write down part of it." Lex reminded Clark of his business trip, and told Clark some of his own game views.

"I wrote it down." Clark pointed to his head and said.

He felt sorry for Louise. He originally planned to accompany her on the weekend, but he had to give up because of a "business trip". He hadn't told Louise the details of his business trip. He didn't know how he would tell Louise when the interview came out. Explain, after all, Louise knew the essence of Lex, and he could almost imagine how weirdly Louise would look at him.

A three-day trip to Monaco with sworn enemy Lex Luthor?

Arrive in Monaco and check into the Presidential Suite.

When the waiter carried the salute into the hotel room, Clark quickly discovered a big problem.

That is, Lex has only booked a presidential suite, and there are only two bedrooms in the suite, the master bedroom and the second bedroom. "Any explanation?"

Clark asked Lex, knowing that Lex understood what he was referring to.

Lex waited for Connor to walk into his bedroom and jump on the bed to play, before whispering mysteriously to Clark: "It's a family vacation, and it would be weird to live separately, and you want Connor to have his family." Weird idea?"

Clark sighed, which meant he'd have to sleep on the couch at night, though he'd love to say that their family couldn't be any weirder.

Clark knew there must be a three-bedroom suite, but either Lex was deliberately embarrassing himself, or Lex refused to live in a hotel room other than the presidential suite.

Seeing Clark's expression, Lex patted Clark's shoulder contentedly, "Go change your clothes, enjoy the sunshine of Monaco, and let's have our first family lunch in Monaco."

Clark watched the figure of Lex walking towards the bedroom, and felt that the next three days would not be as easy as he had mentally prepared for.

Connor ran out of the bedroom and said to the fathers, "It's a beautiful view from here!"

But being a parent means sacrifice. For the sake of Connor's mental health, Clark can only enjoy the next three days of vacation as much as possible.

In the glory of the night in Monaco, walk into the Monte Carlo Casino.

Connor marveled at everything he saw. Unlike the holographic knowledge that was directly input into his mind in the training cabin, everything he saw in the real world always made him feel anticipation and excitement. People in fancy clothes walked by. , In the resplendent casino, they flaunted a look that could not be seen in the outside world. It was the bliss bought by spending a lot of money at the gambling table.

"Be mature, so they don't know that's underage." Lex said to Connor. Fortunately, Connor was tall enough-he inherited Clark's good genes, and he just dressed Connor up. Fan, it is enough to deceive people's eyes and ears.

At this time, Clark received a call from White to express condolences to the progress of the work, so he went to the lounge to answer the phone.

"I'll go find you later," Clark said.

Lex's lower lip curled up, feeling just right, because what he'd taught Connor to do next, with Clark on the side, would be delivering his justice again.

After exchanging a bunch of chips, Lex took Connor to sit down at a blackjack table.

The dealer dealt the cards to the players, and Lex sat next to Connor. He didn't participate in it himself, but just taught Connor how to play.

Soon, people were amazed by the young man's luck and gambling skills, and more and more people gathered around.

After Clark answered White's call, when he went to look for Lex and Connor, he found that Lex's table was already full of spectators.

Lex saw Clark approaching through the crowd, and quickly whispered to Connor: "Okay, Daddy is approaching, you don't have to use clairvoyance, if you keep winning, the casino will also expel us."

"Okay, Papa." Connor replied happily.

Clark walked up to Lex and Connor, saw that their table was full of winning chips, put his hand on Lex's shoulder, and asked, "What happened?"

"It's just teaching our son some survival skills." Lex told Clark with a smile.

Connor lost on the next move, and on the next, and on the next.

Connor frowned, and looked at Lex begging for help.

"Poor baby." Lex touched Connor's face and said.

"Your Daddy is a god of bad luck," Lex pushed the blame on Clark, "Look, he caused us to lose so much when he came, this is enough, let's play something else."

"..." Clark looked at Lex's nonsense.

The onlookers turned their admiration for the young man's card skills to the wonderful relationship with this beautiful and wonderful family of three, and they couldn't help wondering what kind of curious family this is.

Lex and Connor got up and left the table to play other games, and shook hands with their opponents in a friendly manner.

"You have a wonderful son," the opponent said to Lex.

"Thank you." Lex replied with a smile.

"Your husband is very handsome, you are a lucky man." Another opponent praised.

Lex's smile didn't change, but he couldn't comment on this compliment.