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Young Master Yan was overjoyed and immediately revealed all his nefarious intentions.
Fortunately, the little guy was happy too. Apart from pouting and whining, "I want Mommy to come with me, not you!", he didn't say anything else that looked down on him.
Since the little one had already gotten up, Zhu Qianying, as the mother, naturally couldn't stay in bed any longer. A few minutes later, she finished washing up and leisurely went downstairs.
"Good morning, Uncle Hai!"
Zhu Qianying didn't sleep well last night. After all, this was the first time she had stayed overnight here since leaving the Yan family. Although she wasn't sleeping in the master bedroom, her thoughts still drifted, intentionally or unintentionally, back to those old memories.
It is said that people become particularly vulnerable and also particularly clear-headed at night.
And in this space where a familiar atmosphere faintly lingers, it is only natural to recall some old memories.
However, she never expected that those tiny details that had settled in her memory for many years, which she thought she had long forgotten, would be clearly revisited on this night.
Those scenes that had lost their color were gradually painted with vibrant colors.
Those past sorrows and joys crept back into her mind, tormenting her nerves and tearing at her reason little by little.
Fortunately, the little guy slept soundly as usual, which distracted her quite a bit. In the middle of the night, perhaps she was tired of thinking, or perhaps she was tired of being tormented by her son, she finally fell asleep after thinking she would not get a sleepless night.
"Ying'er, good morning! The young master is walking the dog in the back garden. Ying'er, would you like to go and see him?"
Because she had never stayed here with the little guy, Zhu Qianying didn't know his current habits as well as Uncle Hai did.
"Okay, I'll go find him myself."
"Yes, he'll most likely take the dog and run east along the palm grove."
"OK……"
Following Uncle Hai's instructions, Zhu Qianying went out and ran towards the east garden to look for Zizai and his beloved dog. In fact, she could have simply shouted a few words to save herself the trouble of searching.
But she felt that it was quite interesting to search slowly like this, just like taking a walk in the morning and getting some fresh air.
As she walked, she casually stretched her body, the morning breeze brushing against her face, and in her ears, besides the faint chirping of birds, there was the rustling of palm leaves in the breeze.
Spring seems to have come exceptionally early this year. Or perhaps, in L City, located in the south, spring always arrives earlier than elsewhere. The lawns on both sides of the road have already sprouted tender green buds, and the clump of bare trees behind the palm trees, which lost their leaves in the cold winter, is now adorned with touches of green on its branches.
Then, she unexpectedly remembered that the season she left seemed to be around the same time as now.
So, she's been gone for five whole years!
Her pace slowed down at the corner.
She still remembered that a few days after their marriage, she was forcibly dragged out of bed for a morning run by someone. Then, as they ran, he suddenly became a beast, pulled her behind that tall kapok tree, and gave her a long and passionate French kiss...
She thought she had forgotten everything, but after revisiting the place, those things she thought she had forgotten, or rather, those things she had deliberately tried to forget, were easily remembered.
She gently bit her lip; the sensation of being kissed until her lips were red and hot still lingered, so vivid it made her tremble with fear!
I really shouldn't have agreed to let him stay!
Zhu Qianying shook her head in annoyance, forcibly pulling her gaze away from the kapok tree, and deliberately quickened her pace, jogging towards the direction Uncle Hai pointed.
Soon, she saw the figures of a child and a dog not far ahead at the corner.
The child's bright and cheerful face was looking down at the dog with tenderness, his little hand gently stroking the fur on the dog's neck. The morning light shone on him and the dog, gilding them with a beautiful and dazzling golden edge, and behind him, their long, warm and beautiful figures stretched out.
Such a beautiful scene made Zhu Qianying instantly forget her earlier annoyance and sadness.
She was even a little glad that she had brought Zizai back, because Zizai looked so happy and content!
"baby……"
With her spirits lifted again, Zhu Qianying called out to the retreating figure, then lifted her foot and ran towards the little guy who had turned around and was looking at her with a look of surprise.
"Mommy, there's a little bird's nest over there, and the little birds up there are making a lot of noise."
Before Zhu Qianying could even reach him, the little guy eagerly pointed in the direction ahead and said something.
It seems he's planning to take Xingxing to see the bird's nest and listen to the chirping of the birds.
"Really? Is my baby as fussy as mine?"
Zhu Qianying finally ran to her son's side and pinched his cheek with a smile.
"Hehe, lively kids are cute, Mommy, do you really want a quiet, unassuming son?"
The little guy makes no attempt to flatter himself, and this almost arrogant self-confidence seems to stem from his father.
Whether it was a misperception or her subconscious, Zhu Qianying used to think that her precious son just had the same face as Young Master Yan, and that the father and son really couldn't find any resemblance in other aspects.
But since she came back, she has increasingly noticed that the little guy seems to resemble Yan Han in more and more ways.
These similarities could be in temperament, manner of speaking, or even just a fleeting glance—the list goes on and on.
"Hmm...actually, being a quiet person isn't so bad..." Zhu Qianying seemed to be deep in thought.
"That's not good at all! Grandma said her son used to be just as cute as me, but later he became a dullard and not cute at all!"
The little guy's pronunciation was quite convoluted. Actually, isn't his grandma's son the same as this brat's own father? Why does he have to use such a roundabout way of saying Young Master Yan?
It seems that Young Master Yan will have to put in some effort and wait a while longer if he wants to completely win over his son's heart!
While feeling sorry for Young Master Yan, Zhu Qianying couldn't help but imagine what it would be like if he knew that his incomparably majestic and domineering image was seen as dullness by his mother. Wouldn't he be disgusted?
The worst part is that the father doesn't want to present a glorious and great image in front of his son.
All of Young Master Yan's efforts were shattered by his mother's single word, "dullard," which is quite tragic.
Just minutes ago, Zhu Qianying was somewhat resentful of Young Master Yan for his various schemes and tricks against her, but now, she no longer hated him. Because, she felt too embarrassed to hate such a pitiful person!
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