"Alright, your second brother will be back soon."
Yang Chuxia pinched the chubby face of her youngest son.
A while later, when Ye Zi’an returned, Yueyue imdiately rushed over and hugged him tightly, unwilling to let go.
"Daddy, I missed you."
"Daddy, did you miss ?"
"..."
She kept asking Ye Zi’an repeatedly, making Yang Chuxia a bit jealous—how co this little girl isn’t as affectionate with her?
"Of course, Daddy misses Yueyue the most."
Ye Zi’an smiled, hugging her, "Is ho nice?"
"Not nice without Daddy!"
With that sentence, Ye Zi’an felt warmth in his heart, ah, no matter her personality, his daughter is his little comfort.
Mu Shaoling ca to pick up Dongyang and her daughter. Seeing the father and daughter so fond of each other, he felt a tinge of jealousy.
When will his two kids start talking? Sigh!
"Don’t look at us with that expression, you can’t be this envious."
Without looking, Ye Zi’an knew where that gaze was coming from.
"Hah, as if I don’t have a daughter." Mu Shaoling boasted, "I have two, do you?"
Ye Zi’an was montarily stunned; having just one really seed a bit lacking.
"So what if you have two?" Ye Zi’an retorted childishly, "Ask them to play with you, talk with you."
"Hah, in a few more months, I’ll have two daughters to chat with , do you?"
"Ask them to run around with you?"
"In a few more months, I’ll have two daughters to run around with , do you?"
"..."
Ye Zi’an’s face went blank, "Can’t you co up with another line?"
Mu Shaoling was smug, "Why should I? This line works great. I have two daughters, do you?"
"I have three sons, do you?" Ye Zi’an, unwilling to back down, finally pointed out his advantage.
"Hah, sons are just money losers, why have so many?"
But as soon as he said this, he was t with angry glares from Lele and Chengcheng at ho.
"I really feel for you!" Lele patted Chengcheng on the shoulder.
Chengcheng glared at Mu Shaoling, then ran over to Ye Zi’an and said, "Uncle, I want to be your son."
Ye Zi’an laughed, "Sure, Uncle feels like one son is too few, you can co to our house."
"You cheeky boy, getting itchy, are you?" Mu Shaoling almost blew his top—what a brat.
"Oh, Uncle, it was you who didn’t appreciate your sons, how can you bla Chengcheng for leaving you?" Lele sighed, "I used to think the kids in the Ye Family had it hard, but now I see, it’s the kids in the Mu Family who really have it tough. At least my dad doesn’t complain about every day."
Mu Shaoling’s face turned green from being mocked, "These two cheeky boys are really not lovable, daughters are indeed cuter."
He tapped the two little girls in the car who smiled back at him, and suddenly Mu Shaoling felt his spirits lifted, ignoring the two cheeky boys.
During alti, Mu Shaoling kept watching the two kids, unwilling to leave.
Playing with them for a bit, helping them with nature calls, and giving them so water now and then.
"Tsk, your Mu Shaoling really has the makings of a stay-at-ho dad." Yang Chuxia teased, noticing that he even stopped eating.
Dongyang shook her head, "Just wait and see, with what he said today, Chengcheng won’t talk to him for a month."
Yang Chuxia was speechless; this father and son duo were really sothing—one provokes, the other holds a grudge.
After sending off Mu Shaoling’s family, only the people from the Ye Family and Yang Family remained.
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