1715: Uncle is feeling sad.

Uncle is feeling sad.

Outside the school gates parked a luxurious Bentley just as the school's dismissal bell rang across the compound.0

When Yun Tianyou stepped out of the school gates, his phone suddenly rang.

Upon seeing Gong Jie's number on his display, he picked up the call with narrowed eyes. "What's the matter, uncle?"

"I'm waiting outside your school gates."

The boy surveyed his surroundings until he found the Bentley parked at the side of the street. He walked over to it. The driver immediately alighted from the car and respectfully opened the door to the back seat for him.

The eyes of the lad, who was about to get inside the car, twitched hard at the sight of a child safety seat installed in the back seat.

"This is…"

"A child safety seat," explained the man with a warm smile. "Your doting uncle here specially installed this to pick you up from school."

The boy rolled his eyes at that. "…"

G*dd*mn stupid.

"I'm not sitting in it."

"Why?"

"The seat is uncomfortable."

The man smilingly answered, "How about sitting on my knees then?"

The boy again rolled his eyes.

G*dd*mn stupid.

Who wants to sit on your knees?

His uncle, however, gave him no chance to refuse him. He stretched his arms to pick him up and placed him on his knees, holding him in place while he ordered, "Start the car!"

"Okay."

The car gradually started its engine and drove off.

He warily glanced outside the window and looked at the flashing scenery as he asked askance, "Where are you trafficking me to?"

"Trafficking?"

The man's lips curled up as he gave a helpless laugh, seemingly having heard a funny joke. "My dear nephew, where can I be trafficking you to?"

"Mommy said that I must know how to protect myself; besides her and daddy, everyone else holds the possibility of abducting and selling me away."

His voice halted for a second before he cast a wary glance on his uncle. "That's why I must be wary of my dearest uncle, too!"

Gong Jie: "…"

His nephew seemed to regard him in disdain.

As he looked down at the lad on his knees, he pretended to be solemn when he spoke. "It isn't a good thing to be suspicious of others all the time. Besides, who will want to seek death by abducting a terrorist leader?"

"Please watch your words, my dear uncle." The boy began earnestly defending himself. "You're the terrorist leader, while I'm just a bright, innocent, and good kid who has never participated in terrorism."

He blandly retorted, "Yes, you don't participate in it. You only give orders to a bunch of terrorists."

The boy elegantly crossed his arms with smugness written all over his little face.

The man laughed again in amusement. He scratched the boy's adorable high nose bridge and added teasingly, "On second thought, who will ever suspect that such a fearsome figure is a seven-year-old kid? Youyou, you're such a conniving person!"

"You can stop with the nonsense!"

The little one raised his hand to put an end to the man's jokes and looked up sharply at him. "Uncle, why did you come looking for me?"

"Can't I look for you to play?"

He mercilessly rejected, "Nope, I'm a very busy person."

The man got rebuffed. "…"

What on earth was he busy with?

"If you have something to say, then just cut to the chase. Otherwise, send me home. I wanna go home and accompany mommy!"

"My dear nephew, won't you accompany me for dinner tonight?"

"I reject your dinner invitation."

"Why?!" He put on a wounded look on his face as he gazed at the boy.

The latter, however, merely laughed. "I have a very high net worth; can you afford to pay my appearance fee?"

The former was again rendered speechless.

With a sigh, he then said, "I'm sad that your mommy is married…"

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