"Honey, are you really okay?"

Although he found it amusing, Yan Shao was still worried. He reached out and patted the little guy's head, asking again.

The little guy was in a super bright mood today, and he even looked up and grinned at him.

"Yeah, it's really okay... It was just as thrilling as riding a roller coaster..."

When his son smiled at him, Yan Shao was overjoyed, like a homeless man who had won the lottery. Just as he was about to say something to strengthen his bond with his son, there was a knock on the window. Yan Shao turned around and glared angrily at the person outside the car window!

Upon seeing this, I couldn't help but feel a surge of anger!

Holy crap! Was that the lunatic Takenozu who stopped the car just now?

If I had known it was him, I shouldn't have braked; I should have just run him over!

Anyway, the gate is surrounded by surveillance cameras on all sides, providing 360-degree panoramic coverage. They can easily find evidence to prove that this madman is courting death!

If that were the case, Young Master Yan would definitely not sympathize with this madman; on the contrary, he would complain that he had dirtied his car!

Yan Shao really didn't want to pay attention to this madman, but after thinking about it for a moment, he slowly rolled down the car window. Before Zhu Zhizhou could speak, Yan Shao coldly cursed, "Are you looking for death?"

At this point, Takeoshima couldn't care less about anything else. He understood better than anyone the principle that a small act of impatience could ruin a great plan.

This was true five years ago, and it will be true five years from now.

"Young Master Yan..." Zhu Zhizhou finally spoke, his eyes suddenly catching sight of the little guy holding the dog in the back seat, his eyes lighting up instantly, "Is that my dear grandson?"

Yan Shao replied impatiently, "He's my son, and he has absolutely nothing to do with you!"

Originally, Yan Shao had planned to listen to him say a few words. After all, having done so much, the pleasure of doing bad things would be greatly diminished if he didn't listen to the other party's complaints and pleas for leniency.

But the way Zhu Zhizhou glanced at his son disgusted Yan Shao.

In order to prevent his son from being corrupted by this scumbag old man surnamed Zhu, Young Master Yan decided to postpone watching the show for now.

"If you have nothing to do, go back and take good care of your son. My son is none of your concern!"

After saying that, Yan Shao quickly rolled up the car window, then picked up his phone and dialed a number, "Get rid of this eyesore!"

Several burly men emerged from the car that had been following him. Ignoring the struggles of Zhu Zhizhou and his son, they forcibly dragged them away. Only after Yan Shao's car drove through the gate did the men shove the father and son back into their car, give them a stern warning, and then let them go.

After driving the car into the garden, Yan Shao stopped the car, went around to the back seat, opened the door, and took Zizai and Xingxing out of the car.

Zizai was forced to let go of Xingxing because, being so small, he simply couldn't lift Xingxing, who wasn't much lighter than him.

Yan Shao squatted down, first touching the little guy's head, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

The little guy was also stroking Xingxing's fur. His attention was entirely on Xingxing. When he heard Yan Shao ask this question, he shook his head nonchalantly, "It doesn't hurt!"

Yan Shao touched his neck again, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt!"

So, the simple exchange of "Does it hurt?" and "No, it doesn't hurt!" went on at least six or seven times between the father and son. Fortunately, the young master was in a very good mood today, so he couldn't be bothered with that long-winded Yan Dashao!

Yan Shao touched his son's head, face, hands, and legs, repeatedly asking, "Does it hurt?" He carefully checked and confirmed his son's condition from head to toe before finally letting out a sigh of relief.

"Honey, do you want to take the car back, or stroll back with Xingxing?"

The little guy didn't answer him directly, but patted Xingxing's head and said, "Xingxing, let's have a race and see who runs faster!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man and the dog took off running. Seeing the little guy jumping around so happily, Yan Shao was completely relieved. He closed the car door, left the car behind, and jogged after the little guy.

"Star...our garden is very big...don't get lost..."

Young Master Yan, who was following behind the young master, couldn't help but laugh when he heard his son's words.

Firstly, because my son finally acknowledged that this was "our home".

Secondly, it's because of that silly son of mine. Doesn't he know that a dog's ability to find its way is far superior to that of its little master?

The young master and Xingxing were running ahead. Logically speaking, a dog should be much faster than a child, but Yan Shao noticed that Xingxing and the little guy were always in sync.

At first, the little guy had good stamina and ran quite fast, so the dog ran fast along with him. But later, the little guy was running out of energy and his pace slowed down, so the dog slowed down as well.

The little guy himself might not have realized it, but Yan Shao was very perceptive and noticed that Xingxing, the dog, had already regarded the little guy as his master and had established a relationship of trust and mutual love with him.

It seems like buying Xingxing was the right decision!

"Xingxing...when you're a little older...I'll help you find a wife, okay..."

The little guy was clearly panting from running, but he was still chatting with the dog. He's such a chatterbox.

Of course, the little guy didn't bring up this issue for no reason. Rather, when they were at the pet hospital earlier, the veterinarian had asked Yan Shao and the little guy for their opinions, asking if they wanted to have Xingxing spayed or neutered. If so, the sooner the better.

Upon hearing this, the little one immediately shook his head and waved his hands in pain, refusing, "No, no, the stars will hurt!"

That vivid and pained little expression made it seem as if the knife had struck him directly.

The doctor immediately smiled and patted his head, "Then remember to help him find a wife in the future, little one!"

So the little guy has remembered what the doctor said ever since.

Now, Yan Shao found it even more amusing when he thought about it. This little guy probably didn't even know what the concept of getting a wife was, yet he so rashly made such a grand promise to the dog.

Fortunately, "our family" is big and rich enough that we can find as many wives as we want for Xingxing!

Thinking this, Young Master Yan quickly followed.

"Honey, after a dog gets a mate, it will have lots and lots of puppies. Won't you find them annoying?"

Zizai paused slightly, then glanced at him sideways. "You think I'm annoying?"

Yan Shao was stunned for a moment, but after he came to his senses, he burst into laughter.

"I'm your daddy, of course I don't find you annoying! But you're not the puppy's daddy!"

Zizai patted Xingxing's head, saying, "Xingxing is my son..."

Thus, in just over a month, Young Master Yan went from a carefree "single" man to someone with children and grandchildren.

Although this grandson is a scoundrel, his son likes him, and as his father, he doesn't seem to have the right to say no!