This was the first time the older brother had made an exception and told others his personal information: "Little brother, you can't tell anyone my phone number or name, understand?" he instructed.
The little guy was very curious: "Why?"
The eldest brother's face showed some worry: "You're still young and don't understand. Just listen to your brother, otherwise, your brother might be in danger."
Now, Tuanzi naturally promised not to tell anyone; how could she let her older brother be in danger?
"I won't tell, Tuanzi doesn't want her brother to be in danger." The little boy looked at his older brother with clear and serious eyes, and a child who was just over two years old could not possibly have a bad heart.
At birth, human nature is inherently good, isn't it?
The eldest brother nodded: "Okay, let's go back. I have to go back too, or Grandpa will punish me."
"Okay, goodbye brother. Tuanzi will miss you every day. Call brother on the weekend."
The little guy actually remembered his older brother's instructions very well, thinking to himself that even if his mother asked, he wouldn't tell her.
The two little ones finally parted ways with reluctance. Back home, Ye Wanying asked the question that had been bothering her: "Honey, that little boy's identity isn't simple, is it?"
The man paused in his eating and asked, "How did you figure that out?"
Oh, it really is!
Ye Wanying laughed: "I've never seen such a young child be so cautious before, and that child's every move exudes something different."
"You guessed right. His specific identity is top secret, but we can say this: without any surprises, our top leader will be firmly in that position in twenty years."
Glug!
The sound of swallowing saliva could be heard.
"So, your son has already snagged a golden opportunity?" My God, a young president? Eighty percent chance, he'll be president someday.
Son, son, is your luck just incredible or something?
You can run into the young president just by going out to roast a sweet potato?
And you know what? The little guy has never had bad luck, and his luck has continued to be good throughout his life.
With his family, his father, his mother, and all his relatives and friends behind him, and his uncles and aunts protecting him, how could he possibly be unlucky?
Besides, he has a president backing him up!
Ye Wanying truly admired her son. At this moment, Gao Dan spoke up again: "Don't tell anyone about this. The child's identity has always been kept secret. If you tell anyone, there will be danger."
Ye Wanying wasn't stupid; of course she understood the logic. The identity of the presidential successor was something that many forces were scheming for. If something happened to this person, wouldn't they be able to let their own people take over?
Throughout history, everyone has wanted to gain merit by following the emperor and enjoy wealth and honor for generations. Who wouldn't be tempted?
"I see."
Gao Dan knew his wife's personality well, so he relaxed and started eating again.
Just then, the little guy returned, singing a song, clearly in a great mood.
"Mommy, I'm home."
Ye Wanying glanced at the little boy who ran in through the door: "You're back? Then tell me about our sweet potatoes, and where are the sausages?"
Upon hearing this, Tuanzi's heart tightened: "Uh..."
"What do you mean, 'uh'? Come here and talk properly."
Seeing her mother's smile, Tuanzi became a little timid, and her steps slowed down. She wobbled over, really not wanting to go.
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