A sweet, childlike voice rang in his ears, and Ye Ming's brows furrowed involuntarily.

Why would I be jealous of you?

Ye Ming couldn't help but ask Xiao Yanbao a question, and then solemnly emphasized, "Moreover... please address me as Grandpa Ye Ming according to seniority."

Everything else can be messed up, but the order of seniority absolutely cannot be messed up.

However, Xiao Yanbao absolutely did not want to admit this.

"Brother Ye Ming, the way you talk is indeed quite like Grandpa, but you don't look like Grandpa at all. You and Yan Yan are just little kids."

As she spoke, the little girl deliberately let out a hum, emphasizing it in her childish voice:

"Yan Yan is very self-aware, and I hope you will be as self-aware as well."

They're just little human kids who've just started kindergarten, what right do they have to act like grandfathers!

"..."

Ye Ming seemed to have been successfully choked by Xiao Yanbao, pursed his lips slightly, and said nothing more.

"Yanbao, let's go! Let's not argue with the elders here."

One of the older brothers called out to Xiao Yanbao, and Xiao Yanbao obediently followed his brothers and turned to leave.

For a moment, Ye Ming was left standing alone in the open space in front of the banquet hall.

His shadow on the ground also appeared so lonely.

The night breeze ruffled the fine strands of hair on his forehead, and for the first time, he felt a sense of unease.

Having lived alone for so many years, he has never felt lonely.

But at this moment, he felt a strange sense of loneliness...