The little dumpling was half asleep when her mother woke her up: "Wash your face, grab your favorite toys and snacks, let's go."
Walk?
"Hmm...Mommy, where are we going?" the soft voice asked.
Upon hearing this, Ye Wanying immediately carried the little one from the living room into the room, took out the child's usual clothes and a warm coat from the closet, and answered her son's question as she spoke:
"Go to Grandpa's, sweetheart. Mommy is going to see your dad and it's inconvenient for her to take you with her, so how about you stay with Grandpa for a few days?"
Sure enough, when Tuanzi heard that her mother was going to leave her to go find her father, her little mouth pouted and she whimpered without saying a word.
Ye Wanying smiled helplessly: "Daddy is in danger right now, and Mommy has to go find him, so we really can't take you with us. Be good, okay? When Daddy and Mommy come back, we'll take you to the park."
Tuanzi reluctantly nodded, which was considered an agreement.
Ye Wanying acted quickly, packing a bag of clothes for her child, then packing snacks, a water bottle, and formula for her son. After packing a few sets of light clothes for herself, she took her son out.
Gu Beiwang's driver was waiting outside the residence in advance. When he saw the mother and son coming out of the gate, he got out of the car and went to greet them: "Young Madam, Young Master, let me take your things."
Ye Wanying only gave the driver a bag of clothes, food, and other necessities for the little one, while keeping her own bag on her back: "Let's go."
The little boy didn't utter a sound the whole way, but Ye Wanying, as his mother, certainly knew that her son was sulking.
Helplessly, he picked up the little one: "Are you angry?"
"Mmm." The little guy didn't deny it.
"Then I'm sorry, Mommy apologizes to you, okay?"
Immediately, tears welled up in the little one's eyes: "Mommy, don't say sorry, don't say... Waaah... Tuanzi didn't mean to blame Mommy."
"Okay, okay, Mom won't say anything more, she won't say anything more."
The little one nestled in Ye Wanying's arms, sobbing, and it took a long time for him to calm down: "Mommy, don't you and Daddy get hurt!"
Sensible children always evoke pity, and Ye Wanying felt her eyes stinging with tears.
"Okay, don't worry, you won't get hurt. I'll take you to the park when we get back. You have to be good these next few days with Grandpa Commander, okay?"
Tuanzi nodded: "Yes, Tuanzi will be good."
"good."
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The mother and son were whispering to each other when the car arrived at the helipad. Not far away, a military helicopter was parked there, its rotors spinning loudly and deafeningly.
After getting off the car, Tuanzi was already holding the driver's hand. She looked at Ye Wanying, who was walking away, with a reluctant gaze and said, "Goodbye, Mom." She waved her hand and said in a sobbing voice.
Ye Wanying glanced back, smiled at her son, and waved in the same way: "Go with your uncle to grandpa's. Mom will be back soon to pick you up." After saying that, she turned around and continued walking towards the plane, without looking back once more.
I worry that if I look at it again, I'll lose all that confidence.
But that place is so dangerous, taking the child there wouldn't be a wise decision. If the child were to encounter any unexpected danger, it would really be a loss.
Once on board, military helicopters are very different from civilian airliners. Inside, there are only two rows of benches by the windows, with an empty aisle in the middle—it's completely bare…
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