Ye Jingzhan took his sister’s hand and walked over, calling out in a good manner, “Mommy, daddy.”
Little Yinyin followed suit and spoke sweetly, “Mommy, daddy.”
Fu Beijiu bent down and picked the little girl up: “Did you miss daddy at school today?”
“Yes!”
Little Yinyin nodded her head vigorously, her smile innocent and bright.
Ye Jingzhan looked up, his tiny eyebrows slightly furrowed: “Mommy, why do you look a little uncomfortable?”
Ye Yunla smiled, “I’ve been in a meeting today and someone in the office is smoking, the air is too heavy, so my head is a bit stuffy. Let’s go, let’s get in the car first.”
Fu Beijue put Little Yinyin in the back seat and carefully buckled the two children in before starting the engine.
Ye Jingzhan sat in the back seat, his body slightly leaning forward, he sniffed hard and did not smell cigarettes on Ye Yunla’s body.
He saw the silk scarf around Ye Yunla’s neck at first glance, he remembered that Mummy was not used to wearing silk scarves.
He spoke slowly, “Mummy, this silk scarf of yours is quite beautiful.”
Ye Yunla’s heart stuttered.
She knew her son too well, every time this child picked up a topic, it was with a purpose.
In other words, Jing’er was already suspecting the tattoo on her neck.
It was actually fine for Jing’er to see it, the point was that the whole thing was so bizarre that she herself hadn’t even figured out what was going on yet ……
“Jing’er also thinks this silk scarf is pretty?” Fu Beijue suddenly spoke, “This is a gift I gave to your mommy, but she doesn’t think it looks good, Jing’er has to be fair, does this silk scarf set off your mommy’s skin particularly white?”
Ye Jingzhan stared at the silk scarf and didn’t say anything.
Little Yinyin suddenly clapped her hands, “It’s pretty, it’s very pretty!”
Ye Yunla smiled, “If little Yinyin likes it, can Mummy give you this silk scarf?”
The little girl waved her hand, “This is daddy’s gift to mummy, I don’t want it ……”
The corners of Fu Beijiu’s lips curled up in a pleasant arc.
It really deserves to be his little cotton jacket ……
The car sped along and soon arrived at the entrance of the Fu family villa.
Ye Yunla had just gotten out of the car when the two children rushed out of the house.
“Slow down, the two little ancestors don’t run so fast!”
Butler Qiao was on tenterhooks at the back, and it was only when the two young masters ran to Ye Yunla in peace that his old man let out a sigh of relief.
Mrs. Fu put down the tea in her hand and also came out of the house.
As soon as she saw the children, Mrs. Fu’s worries from last night vanished. She walked over and scooped her granddaughter into her arms, saying with a smile, “Little Yinyin, do you miss your grandmother?”
“Yes!”
The little girl had a smile in her eyes, and she could not see that she was once an autistic child.
Mrs Fu had gone to the auction house again this morning and bought back some goodies, which she couldn’t wait for the maids to bring out and pile up on the crawling mat like a stall.
“Mummy, I miss you so much!”
Fu Ziling was just about to climb on top of Ye Yunla when he was carried over by Fu Beijue.
The little one twisted his body uncomfortably, “Daddy, I don’t want you to carry me, I want mummy to carry me.”
“Either I hold it or stand.” Fu Beijiu said coldly.
Fu Ziling C*cked his head and thought for a few minutes before compromising, “Alright then, I’ll stand.”
Fu Beijiu: “……”
This must not be the real son!