After finishing dinner, Xiaonaituanzi was taken by Song Lianqing to the place where the program crew lived, and went up to the top floor where there was no live broadcast equipment. In a room on the top floor, Qin Younian and Zhao Kun were waiting inside. Outside the room, Si Qinghuan and other bodyguards were guarding it, and no one dared to approach.

As soon as Qin Younian's plane landed, he took his people straight to Tanfeng County. Before joining the program crew, he made a special call to the director. When the director heard that he was coming, he immediately shut down some of the live broadcast equipment and took trusted people to secretly greet him. Only then did he bring Qin Younian and others here secretly. His identity was no joke.

"dad!"

“Hey!”

As soon as he entered the room, he saw Qin Younian's little baby coming down from Song Lianqing's arms, running towards him with sparkling eyes and short legs. Qin Younian stood up from the sofa to meet her and held the little baby in his arms safely.

"My dear son, please let daddy take a good look at you."

Qin Younian hugged the little baby and stood up, nodded to Song Lianqing, then sat on the sofa, examining the little baby with a look of heartache and worry on his face.

Song Lianqing walked to a wooden chair nearby and sat down. Zhao Kun walked over and poured him a cup of tea, handed him a book, bowed slightly to him, and motioned him to drink the tea, read the book and wait. Song Lianqing did not speak, but only nodded in response.

"Dad, you didn't eat well, did you?" The little boy touched Qin Younian's cheek, frowned, and said in a baby voice, "There is no fat on your face."

"Dad, of course, ate well. But you, why are you so light this time? Even lighter than last time." Qin Younian frowned and pinched the little baby's nose. "Didn't you eat well? Huh?"

"No, little candy, I ate well!" The little kid pulled Qin Younian's hand to touch his full, bulging belly, his big eyes sparkling, "Daddy, touch it, I'm full!"

"Well, it's good. The belly is quite round, but why isn't there any meat?" Qin Younian rubbed the little boy's belly, then hugged him and fell into deep thought, "Is there no meat to eat?"

"There's meat. All the meat in grandma's house is being eaten up by the candies," the little kid said as he fixed his eyes on a black fountain pen pinned to the chest pocket of Qin Younian's suit jacket. His eyes, as black as obsidian, seemed to be filled with thousands of stars, so dazzling, "Dad, this pen is so beautiful~"

After Qin Younian heard this, he reached out and took out the pen from his suit pocket and handed it directly to the little girl. "If you like it, Daddy will give it to you. Play with it as you like. It's okay if you lose it. Daddy will buy you a dozen as a backup."

The little kid took the pen, curiously opened the cap and took a look at the tip, then exclaimed, then closed the cap and kissed Qin Younian on the cheek, "Thank you, Dad, but you don't have to buy so many!"

Song Lianqing watched Qin Younian's bold behavior and the rewards he received after that, and felt a little sour in his heart. So he secretly made up his mind to work hard to make money and buy little Naitanzi a lot of things he likes. In this way, in little Naitanzi's heart, his status as a father would probably be higher.

Qin Younian and Xiaonaituanzi chatted in the room for a long time. Song Lianqing glanced at the time on his mobile phone and saw that they had no intention of stopping. He did not disturb them but just waited quietly. Xiaonaituanzi was frightened today. If he could distract his attention a little more, he should be able to sleep better at night.

I don't know how much time had passed, but the conversation between the little boy and Qin Younian became quieter. Song Lianqing put down the book and found that the little guy had fallen asleep in Qin Younian's arms. Even when he fell asleep, he was still holding the pen, and it seemed that he really liked it.

Song Lianqing put down the book, stood up and walked to Qin Younian. Qin Younian glanced at Zhao Kun, who understood and turned into the bedroom. After a moment he took out a blanket and gave it to Qin Younian.

Qin Younian carefully wrapped the little baby in a blanket, and then carefully placed the little baby in Song Lianqing's arms. He looked at him and said in a deep voice, "I'll trouble you to take care of him during this time."

"Don't worry," Song Lianqing held the little boy in his arms and looked at Qin Younian seriously. "Although he and I have no blood relationship, I treat him as my own son and will not let him suffer any grievance or harm. If anyone hurts him, I will protect him with my life. I believe you are the same as me."

Qin Younian nodded silently, looking down at the little boy with a peaceful sleeping face, reaching out and gently rubbing his little head, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and his voice was low, revealing nostalgia, "His eyes and the kindness from the heart are exactly the same as his mother's. I hope he grows up happily without any worries."

Song Lianqing caught a fleeting trace of sadness and a yearning for death in Qin Younian's eyes. He paused for a moment, pursed his lips, looked at the little boy and said, "Yes, but he has lost his mother. I don't want him to be without a father anymore."

Song Lianqing looked up at Qin Younian, frowned and said seriously, "So, please make sure you live well."

Qin Younian paused, then suddenly smiled and looked at Song Lianqing with a dark look in his eyes. "Of course, no one can touch me, so I will live well."

Song Lianqing didn't say anything else, just nodded, then turned and walked out of the room. Qin Younian looked back at Zhao Kun and said in a deep voice, "Send a few more people to follow them secretly. I came here suddenly today, and some people may have guessed something. If you find anyone suspicious, arrest them directly and report to me. Don't make any mistakes."

"Yes! Second Master."

Zhao Kun bowed to Qin Younian, his words neither humble nor arrogant, his eyes determined. Qin Younian nodded and turned to go into the bedroom. Zhao Kun walked out of the room and glanced at Si Qinghuan. Seeing that he was staring at Song Lianqing who was going downstairs, he paused for a moment, frowned and said, "Don't look at me."

Si Qinghuan uttered an "oh" and looked at Zhao Kun while chewing gum. Zhao Kun looked at him and instructed seriously, "Go and call a few trustworthy people up, have them hide the car, dress up as villagers and stay here, and have them meet up with the people who followed before."

Si Qinghuan paused, as if he had thought of something. He didn't ask any more questions, but just nodded, took out a tissue from his pocket, and wrapped the chewing gum. "Okay, I'll do it right away."

Zhao Kun nodded and turned around to give instructions to the bodyguard on night watch. Si Qinghuan went downstairs, avoiding the live broadcast equipment, and went to look for the other bodyguards who had not come up.

When the little boy was carried back to Aunt Liu's house, he suddenly woke up. Song Lianqing took him to wash and brush his teeth. After putting on his pajamas, he lay on the bed holding Mr. Bear and prepared to go to sleep. He carefully put the pen given by Qin Younian in his bag, and was reluctant to use it.

The little boy was a little sleepy. Just as he closed his eyes, his cell phone rang. He picked it up and saw the good night message from Mu Qingji. The memories that he had briefly forgotten came back to his mind. He opened his phone and started reading the messages.

18:10 PM

[Mu Qingji]: Sorry, I hung up accidentally.

【Mu Qing Ji】:Don’t be angry.

[Mu Qingji]: I’ll call you next time.

[Mu Qing Ji]: It’s raining over there, please take care of yourself. I’ll pick you up to go to the amusement park when I have the chance.

【Mu Qing Ji】: Wear your beads carefully and don’t lose them.

22:35 PM

【暮清寂】: Guoguo, good night.

When the little kid read Mu Qingji's message, his big watery eyes became bright and all his previous loss disappeared and he became happy.

【Guoguo】: Good night, brother.

【Mu Qing Ji】: Haven’t slept yet?

[Guoguo]: I’m going to sleep soon.

[Mu Qing Ji]: Go to sleep quickly and we’ll talk tomorrow.

[Guo Guo]: Uh-huh, bye brother, mua~

After sending the message, Xiaonaituanzi went to sleep. Mu Qingji looked at Xiaonaituanzi's last message and was silent for a long time.