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..."I just want to hug him, rub him, and touch him... Waaaaah, you're making me want to have a son!"
"..."
Ye Jingyu remained completely unresponsive to the noise from the crowd around him, quietly sitting there, silently sucking on the pearls. With each movement, his long, thick eyelashes trembled slightly, making him look as beautiful and delicate as a porcelain doll.
Several female employees couldn't resist reaching out their hands to Ye Jingyu, wanting to pinch his cheeks.
However, at that moment, the studio door was pushed open, and Tang Ruanruan rushed into the room. Upon seeing Ye Jingyu sitting in the chair, she immediately rushed over.
Tang Ruanruan suddenly hugged Ye Jingyu tightly, holding him close in her arms, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.
"Waaaaah, Yu Yu, I've finally found you!!!"
Ye Jingyu was almost suffocating from being strangled by Tang Ruanruan. He struggled a few times to break free from Tang Ruanruan's embrace, jumped a few meters away from her, and said breathlessly.
"Aunt Ruan Ruan, calm down, let's talk this out!"
Tang Ruanruan wiped away her tears, sniffed, and glanced around Ye Jingyu before nervously scanning the entire broadcasting room, but she didn't see Xiaoxing.
A bad feeling welled up in Tang Ruanruan's heart, and she looked at Ye Jingyu with a pale face.
"Yuyu, where did Little Star go?"
While sipping his bubble tea, Ye Jingyu calmly spoke to Tang Ruanruan.
"He went to find his mother."