"Pretty Dad!" As soon as Yangyang saw Ye Zi’an, he dashed over, "Pretty Dad, when can we leave Shandong?"
"We can leave the day after tomorrow." Ye Zi’an pulled him closer and asked, "Don’t want to stay here?"
"Of course not, the locals here aren’t friendly, I don’t like them."
Upon hearing this, Ye Zi’an furrowed his brows a bit, just about to say sothing, when Yueyue waddled over, chiming in as she turned to Yangyang, "Mine, mine!"
"Pfft..." Yangyang imdiately held his forehead, "Really, sister? Do you have to be so domineering? You little girl coming over to fight for Dad now?"
"Hmph," Yueyue still snorted coldly, hugging Ye Zi’an, "Mine."
Ye Zi’an chuckled, picked the little girl up, seeing the tiny pigtail tied with a ribbon on her head, found it quite adorable, so he reached out to touch it, which made the little girl exclaim, "Dad, Dad..."
"Little Yueyue, so good!"
Yangyang looked up at the father and daughter pair, deeply expressing his sadness, he seed to have lost favor.
Previously, his dad’s warm embrace was all his.
"Wow, I can’t go on living like this, I’ve lost favor, nobody loves anymore, my little heart is broken, I’m going to run away from ho." They then heard Yangyang scream dramatically as he suddenly ran out.
"Hey, this kid is making a fuss again." Yang Chuxia listened to little Yangyang’s words with a mix of amusent and exasperation.
"Little brother saw Dad holding sister." Lele explained, "Little brother used to be the clingiest to Dad."
"This brat is jealous of his sister?" Upon hearing this, Ye Zi’an raised an eyebrow, then said, "Really useless, how can a young man be jealous over such a trivial thing?"
"Yeah, I also think little brother is being a bit useless." Lele nodded in agreent, they’re the older brothers, how can they fight with their sister for affection?
"Is it really okay for you to gossip about soone like this behind their back?" Supposedly far off, Yangyang suddenly poked his head in through the door, and said, "Are you so sure I wouldn’t co back?"
"And, Pretty Dad, how many tis have I told you, I’m a little man."
Looking at the little head peeking out, Lele and Ye Zi’an exchanged glances, feeling a bit awkward.
"You brat, who told you to eavesdrop on us?" Ye Zi’an pretended to be slightly angry.
"No way, you badmouth , I hear it, and you say I’m eavesdropping? Now I know what it ans to be unjustly blad." Yangyang huffed as he ran in, pulling on Yang Chuxia saying, "Mom, you’ve got to be on my side today."
"Okay, Mom’s on your side." Yang Chuxia rubbed his little cheek, noticing how nice her son’s skin was, smooth and tender, feeling so comfortable to touch.
"Mom, what are you doing?" Yangyang lightly patted her hand, only then did Yang Chuxia chuckle and let him go.
"You must apologize, must apologize, how am I useless?" Yangyang, with hands on hips, angrily glared at Ye Zi’an and Lele. As if saying he wouldn’t rest until they apologized.
"Alright, alright, I apologize, little brother, I shouldn’t have said that." Lele was the first to surrender.
"I accept." Yangyang also acted magnanimously, "Pretty Dad, what about you?"
Ye Zi’an wondered if it would be a bit embarrassing to admit fault to his son? But if he didn’t admit fault, would it set a bad example?
Holding Yueyue, after a bit of thought, he finally said helplessly, "Alright, alright, Dad shouldn’t have said that, you’re the most promising, Second."
"That’s more like it!" Yangyang then waved his hand like a little old man, shaking his head and said, "It’s not good to misjudge others!"
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