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C148

"An An, it's a piece of cake!"

Teng Yiyang smiled as if he didn't see her darkened face.

Ji An'an didn't want to serve him any food, but when her son looked up at her in confusion, she suppressed her unwillingness and took the bowl from him.

It was a small matter, but he liked the way she looked at home.

It was as if he had returned to the past.

Because he was in the restaurant at noon and was watching the two of them, he didn't really use his chopsticks. Because he was in the restaurant at noon and didn't really use his chopsticks, he wasn't really interested in the dinner.

Ji An'an: …

Was this person reincarnated as a hungry ghost today?

She cleaned up the dishes and went into the kitchen. Ji An'an no longer wanted to let him touch the kitchen after witnessing him washing the two broken bowls.

This also confirmed Teng Yiyang's feelings.

After she finished washing and took off her apron, Shuibao ran over to tug at her clothes, "Mommy, we want to go for a walk."

Ji An'an raised her head and looked at her son's back. She looked at the waiter, who was biting the lead rope, and Teng Yiyang, who had his arms crossed.

It seemed like the small group for strolling had already gathered.

She looked at the time. It was still very early for him to go to bed. The waiter hadn't gone out for the past few days, so she was sure he was holding his breath. As for …

She didn't know how to get along with Teng Yiyang in the same room, so it seemed like taking a walk was a good choice.

Thus, the group went out the door.

The cool evening breeze carried away all the dryness of his body.

Ji An'an was holding Shuibao's hand, while Teng Yiyang was holding the waiter's hand. However, when they arrived at the square, Shuibao broke free of her hand and ran to the front to watch the grandpas dancing in the square.

Seeing this, she followed behind him. Teng Yiyang, who was at the side, held onto the waiter who was about to run away and said with a dejected tone, "I didn't realize that the waiter was so strong."

"The Husky was a lively type. Plus, the waiter has been raising it for two to three years. It's not like the puppies."

Ji An'an couldn't help but explain when she saw him struggling to pull the waiter's hand.

Teng Yiyang looked at her, "According to Shuibao, the waiter was raised by his side when he was born?"

She nodded. "He's the only child in the house, and everyone is busy. I was worried that no one would be able to accompany him, so I brought the waiter home because I wanted the house to be lively."

"Why is there no one accompanying you? Aren't you here?"

Teng Yiyang frowned slightly. It wasn't that he didn't like the waiter, but from her tone, he felt that something was wrong.

Ji An'an went silent for a moment when she heard that. Her gaze fell on her son who was seriously watching the dancing in the square. Then, she smiled faintly, "At that time, my body was quite weak and I didn't have the strength to accompany Shuibao."

Teng Yiyang didn't expect this answer. He remembered from the information his grandpa gave him that she had difficulty giving birth when she was pregnant with Shuibao, and Shuibao was still a premature baby.

When he saw the line of words, his eyes were filled with pain. However, when he heard her mention it, his heart ached.

"I —" He lowered his eyes. "I should have accompanied you."

He sounded like he was blaming himself.

She couldn't help but cast a sidelong glance at the person beside her. From this angle, she could only see the side of his face, as well as his long eyelashes as well as his gloomy eyes.

It was like a butterfly fluttering its wings in the wind and rain, appearing somewhat pitiful.

She slightly pursed her lips, not thinking about the past and making him feel guilty.

"At that time, you didn't know that even if you were here, you wouldn't have been able to help."

Was she comforting him?

When he looked at her, she turned to look in front of her.

"However, I am glad that I brought the waiter into my house. He let Shuibao learn how to take care of others and how to be a caring person."

Teng Yiyang stared blankly at her side face, smooth and tender skin, and big eyes. In them, there was a light smile, without any resentment.

Suddenly, he felt that if she had any hatred for him, his heart would feel a little better, but now that she had decided to forsake him, he was filled with no confidence in the days to come.

After Ji An'an finished speaking, she couldn't hear his reply for a long time, so she couldn't help but turn around in puzzlement.

Standing under the light of the lanterns, Qin Wentian retracted all of his aura. His expression was one of dejection, somewhat dejected, and somewhat pitiful.

What was going on?

Did she say something wrong?

She remembered how he had lost his temper for no reason today, and how he looked, his fingers pressed to his forehead.

How could this person become more and more glass-hearted after not seeing him for so many years?

She opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Forget it, it was better to not say anything.

At this time, Shuibao ran back and jumped on Teng Yiyang's leg.

"Beautiful uncle, I can't see."

He turned around and pointed at the adults that had gathered over. Just now, they were the ones that had blocked his line of sight. Unfortunately, he was too small to be able to squeeze in.

Only then did Teng Yiyang come back to his senses. He looked at the square and knew what was going on. He stopped his negative emotions and handed the lead rope to Ji An'an. Then, he bent down and picked up his son.

"Come, uncle will show you."

Ji An'an held the rope and the temperature he left on top of it. She looked at the tall figure carrying her son, who was dancing with joy, as she walked towards the crowd at a leisurely pace. Her heart slightly trembled.

In the past, Shuibao would always stay close to such a lively crowd and not join in on the fun.

And now, with his beautiful uncle around, he would be safe wherever he went.

As expected, the role of mother and father was different.

The waiter waited for a long time, but seeing no reaction from his mistress, he immediately got up and walked forward.

The waiter pulled the rope forward. Ji An'an lowered her head to look at the waiter who wanted to quickly return to her master's side. She originally didn't intend to go over, but she still walked over.

Just as she stood beside Teng Yiyang, Shuibao turned his head and seriously said to her, "Mommy, when you're old, Shuibao will dance with you at the square."

When the surrounding grandpas and grandmas heard this, they all looked over and saw that this handsome little wench's parents had such high looks. They were even more handsome than the celebrities seen on television as they whispered to the people around them.

"Look, this little couple is more of a match. No wonder the child they gave birth to is so beautiful."2

"Not only does he have good looks and good upbringing, he doesn't seem to have heard what the kid just said. "Sensible children are all taught well by their parents."

"That's right. I'm so envious of this family."

"…"

These grandpas and grandpas did not avoid their words. Teng Yiyang and Ji An'an heard it, as opposed to Ji An'an whose ears were a little red, Teng Yiyang was very proud, eager to announce it to the world. Right, right, this is my wife, this is my son!

On the way back, Teng Yiyang hummed to himself as he held his son tightly in his arms. The only thing that was missing from his face was the words "I am happy".

Ji An'an was speechless. This person's speed of changing expressions was really fast.

When they got home, she took Shuibao to wash up. After sending him to bed, she went downstairs. As soon as she entered the hall, she was called by the person sitting on the sofa.

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