"Honey, I always thought that line was weird."
"Which lyrics?"
"It's that line 'Feng Bird'. I always feel like the original lyrics shouldn't be like this."
"Yes, I changed it. Otherwise, how could I help you vent your anger?"
"Thank you, husband."
At 11 o'clock in the evening, Lin Yao and Fang Xiaole got out of the car while talking.
The two had just returned from a maternity and infant training class. The class was originally scheduled from 7:30 to 9:00 in the evening, but Lin Yao and Fang Xiaole really had no talent in this area. Fang Xiaole had to return to Jiangrong tomorrow, so Lin Yao begged the teacher if she could give them some extra lessons.
Of course, the cost of tutoring will still be considerable.
The teacher reluctantly agreed for the sake of the big star and the extra money.
The main reason is that these two stars are really untalented, especially Lin Yao. She is obviously very good at housework such as washing clothes and cooking, but she has no talent at breastfeeding.
This is probably what is meant by "no one is perfect".
After all, Lin Yao is already so perfect, it is normal to have a small flaw.
The two of them took extra classes until half past ten before finishing and going home.
Fang Xiaole has been in Kyoto for several days. He still has a lot of work to do at the station, and he also has to go back to prepare for the wedding. Although Lin Yao is very reluctant to let him go, she has to let him leave first.
After tonight, there are still six days until their wedding.
After the wedding, Lin Yao will move to Jiang Rong and live in the new house with Fang Xiaole.
At the same time, Aiyao Studio will also open a branch in Jiangrong to expand film and television works, and cooperate with Apple TV to develop new variety shows.
In this way, the couple can end their separation and be together in both life and work.
"Hubby, there are still six days left, and we won't be separated anymore!"
Lin Yao took Fang Xiaole's arm, and the two of them walked towards the residential complex where Lin Yao's apartment was located.
"Huh? Honey, there seems to be a child here?"
Lin Yao suddenly stopped and pointed at the flower bed next to the community gate.
Fang Xiaole looked in the direction of her finger, and in the darkness, there was indeed a small figure sitting on the ground with its legs hugged.
"What a little kid! What happened? Is someone's child missing in the neighborhood?"
The two looked at each other and hurried over.
This is a very handsome little boy, sitting on the ground with his legs curled up, his hands hugging his knees, half of his cheek resting on his knees, and he has fallen asleep.
The little boy looked about seven or eight years old, and the clothes he was wearing were all from high-end children's clothing brands. Lin Yao, who had been researching children's clothing recently, recognized at a glance that the boy's clothes were worth at least tens of thousands of yuan.
"Husband, what should I do?"
Lin Yao had never encountered such a thing before, so she could only look at Fang Xiaole.
"It's too dangerous for a child to be outside at this late hour. We can't just ignore it. Let's ask him first."
Fang Xiaole said.
Lin Yao nodded, gently shook the little boy, and called softly:
"Little friend, little friend."
The little boy was probably too tired, and Lin Yao had to call him several times before waking him up. The little guy opened his hazy eyes, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, rubbed his eyes, and finally saw the soft face illuminated by the street light.
Seeing the little boy wake up, Lin Yao squatted on the ground and asked softly:
"Little boy, what's your name? Have you lost your parents? Do you remember their phone numbers?"
Lin Yao's expression was friendly and her voice was gentle. To anyone, she was undoubtedly an angel. But when the little boy saw Lin Yao's face clearly, he jumped up, and tried his best to put on a "ferocious" expression on his tender face. He waved his little fist at Lin Yao and screamed:
"Bad guy, you are a bad guy, you bully my mother, I will beat you!"
"Oh?!" Lin Yao was startled and almost fell to the ground.
"Bad guy, are you scared? I'll beat you!"
Seeing that the bad guy was scared by him, the little boy became even more excited and rushed towards Lin Yao again, screaming.
Lin Yao grabbed the little boy's hand and couldn't help giggling.
"Don't laugh, bad guys, don't laugh!"
The little boy saw that he was subdued so easily and that the bad guy was laughing at him, so he pouted and started sobbing.
"Hey, little boy, don't cry. Auntie wants you to hit her. Come on, hit her."
When Lin Yao saw that she had made the child cry, she quickly let go of his hand, leaned forward, and let him hit her.
"Wow, wow, you bully my mother, I'm going to beat you, beat you!"
The little boy broke free from control with his hands and immediately swung his fists, hitting Lin Yao's body with his little fists.
Children aged seven or eight actually still have some strength. If you really let them punch you, it would actually be quite painful. However, Lin Yao did not dodge. Instead, she smiled and let the sad little boy vent his emotions.
"Hey, kid, don't go too far!"
Fang Xiaole couldn't bear it anymore, so he stood in front of the two of them and glared at the little boy with dissatisfaction.
"Why did you hit my wife?"
The little boy suddenly found a tall and scary guy standing in front of him. His little mouth pouted again and he raised his head and started crying loudly.
"Oh, husband, don't scare him."
Lin Yao quickly went over to block Fang Xiaole behind her, picked up the little boy, and comforted him softly:
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, uncle is teasing you, be good, don't cry."
Her voice was extremely gentle, like that of a beautiful woman who was about to become a wife and a mother, with the radiance of motherhood shining from head to toe.
"Wow, Mom lied, wow~~~"
The little boy looked at her gentle face, then leaned on her shoulder and cried loudly in grievance.
Lin Yao had no choice but to hold the little boy in her arms and turned to look at Fang Xiaole for help.
"Take him to the property management first. Once he's calmed down, ask for his parents' phone number. If that doesn't work, call the police."
Fang Xiaole said helplessly.
It’s so late, you can’t leave a child outside, right?
If he really is someone's child in the community, take him to the property management and ask them. Maybe the security guard can recognize him.
The two of them took their child to the property management. The security guard on duty recognized Lin Yao and quickly asked them to sit down. However, for some reason, the little boy refused to get down from Lin Yao, so Lin Yao had to hold him all the time.
After some identification and questioning, the security guard confirmed that the little boy was not the child of a resident of the community.
The two of them were at their wit's end. After the child calmed down a little, Lin Yao asked the little boy:
"Little boy, what's your name? Do you know your parents' names and phone numbers?"
The little boy sat on Lin Yao's lap, released his arms from around her neck, wiped his red and swollen eyes, and pursed his lips and whispered:
"My name is Zhang Zhixuan. I don't have a father. My mother...my mother's name is Zhang Xin."
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