Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me
Chapter 255 - 254: I Want to Hold My Little Aunt Too!

Chapter 255: Chapter 254: I Want to Hold My Little Aunt Too!

Yang Xian sharply sensed that the atmosphere ahead was out of the ordinary.

He glanced up and immediately saw five men who bore a striking resemblance to each other.

All five men’s eyes were fixed on the hand he was holding with Mianmian, that mix of various emotions ultimately converged into the word "jealousy," causing Yang Xian to stifle his laughter.

He raised the corners of his mouth, approaching the five men with the fearlessness of a calf unaware of tigers, slightly raising his eyebrows in a calm manner as he followed Mianmian’s steps to meet them.

"Great grandnephew, third grandnephew, fifth grandnephew, sixth grandnephew, seventh grandnephew, why have you all come? Mianmian is so happy!"

Mianmian looked from one to the other, doing her utmost to reflect her role as the family leader with "fairness."

Su Chenfei was originally glaring at Yang Xian unpleasantly and putting on a cold face like his eldest brother exuding a low pressure. However, when Mianmian called out "seventh grandnephew" and looked at him, he immediately changed his expression, saying in a aggrieved voice, "Little Auntie says she’s happy, but in reality, she’s holding someone else’s hand and doesn’t want to hug her seventh grandchild."

"Wuwuwu, the seventh grandchild’s heart is so sad, so aggrieved, so hurt."

Su Chenfei’s tears would come immediately, with no need to wait.

Seeing her seventh grandchild crying so sadly, Mianmian’s large eyes immediately filled with confusion. She nervously shrank her small hand back, anxiously trying to comfort him, "No no no, Mianmian did not not want to hug you, it’s just, it’s just..." it’s just that she was afraid of making other grandnephews cry first!

As a result, the most crybaby seventh grandchild still cried, and it was really difficult to handle.

While Mianmian was in a dilemma, she saw the third grandnephew on the side with drooping eyes, taking off his glasses, and even on his scholarly handsome face, an expression of grievance and sadness appeared.

He didn’t cry out loud like Su Chenfei, but his eyebrows and eyes were filled with melancholy, and he softly said, "To think I took leave from the hospital to come back, wanting to see Little Auntie, but it seems Little Auntie has forgotten me, I don’t exist in her eyes. If I had known Little Auntie was holding someone else’s hand, I wouldn’t have come back."

Oh dear, even the third grandnephew is about to cry? It’s just like when Phoenix Fairy practices her vocal exercises, reciting the melodramatic script!

Just now, Mianmian only felt her left temple throb as the seventh grandchild cried, but now her right temple joined in.

Her entire spirit vanished, and she hunched her shoulders, letting out a long sigh, "Ah~"

The Little Bun really looked extremely distressed, dryly comforting her third grandnephew again, "How could I forget about the third grandnephew, I haven’t forgotten, haven’t forgotten..."

Before she could finish her words, two little boys ran over from the left and right.

One ran in front of Su Chenfei, saying, "Look at you, seventh uncle with a shame-faced expression, crying at your age, not embarrassed~"

The other ran in front of Su Chenyu, "Third uncle has a shame-faced expression too, third uncle crying at his age, not embarrassed~"

Both little fellows made faces at their uncles and exaggeratedly wiggled their little bottoms.

Su Chenfei, watching this scene, was so annoyed he felt itchy, and he couldn’t help but pick one up, pretending to hit them, "Your seventh uncle is just being affectionate with an elder, what’s with the shame-faced talk!"

Of course, he didn’t really hit, only scaring his two little nephews.

On the side, Su Chenyan, worried Su Chenfei might actually hit them, intervened, "No no no, number seven, what they said isn’t exactly wrong..."

Su Chenyan, a straightforward alpha male who’s into sports, always spoke with brutal honesty.

Su Chenfei got irritated by his fifth brother’s blunt words and was about to put Su Chaoyu down when he turned his head and was stunned.

Good lord, when had his sixth brother made his way beside Little Auntie and actually picked Little Auntie up?

Why was he still making a scene over here! His sixth brother had achieved his goal! Look at that face under the hat, how happy he is.

"Little Auntie, what color horse do you want to ride tomorrow?" Su Chenzhou took Little Bun from Yang Xian’s hands, and Little Bun obediently let himself be held; feeling particularly pleased, the exhaustion from coding and integrating data all day disappeared.

"Sure, I’m not picky about horses," replied Mianmian as she gently massaged Su Chenzhou’s temples with her small hands to help alleviate his fatigue.

She knew that her sixth granduncle had been busy with matters of the Underworld and that was why he looked so exhausted, which made her heart ache.

Su Chenzhou said, "Then how about riding my horse’s baby? The baby of the white mare I had when I was a kid has grown up."

"You’re being unfair, Six!" Su Chenfei walked over, visibly upset, "I want to hold Little Auntie too!"

As he spoke, he reached out for Mianmian.

Mianmian had no choice, she had tried to dodge by holding Yang Xian’s hand, but to no avail, and could only convince herself: what’s meant to come will always find its way, better to be a mature kid and accept the fate of being fought over by her grandnephews.

With that thought, Mianmian relaxed, gave Su Chenzhou a smacking kiss, and after falling into Su Chenfei’s arms, she also gave him a kiss.

The fifth grandnephew, the third grandnephew, and even the eldest grandnephew weren’t left out either.

As the last one to hold Mianmian and being the eldest brother, Su Chenjin naturally took Mianmian into his car.

The car was a custom stretched Lincoln, with especially comfortable seats and plenty of space, which he had picked specifically to pick up Little Auntie from work.

Seeing Yang Xian following behind, Su Chenjin straightforwardly said, "Please."

Yang Xian was a bit surprised.

He had thought that Su Chenjin would ask a few more questions, but he didn’t.

Mianmian had been tired all day. Once Su Chenjin sat down, her eyes began to droop together, and her little head started to loll about.

Su Chenjin adjusted his position to let Mianmian sleep better and quietly asked Yang Xian, "Have you made up your mind?"

Yang Xian was silent for a while before saying, "I owe a debt of gratitude to Su Mianmian."

He wanted to repay the kindness with no other intentions.

With that one statement, Su Chenjin already understood Yang Xian’s intentions. Previously when he asked, Yang Xian clearly wanted nothing to do with them, but now that he had spoken, it meant his previous thoughts had changed.

"You’re too frail," Su Chenjin said after sizing up Yang Xian, "I suggest you receive training at my Security Company after you finish filming."

Yang Xian frowned, "I’m not intending to become her bodyguard!"

His tone became a bit hasty, revealing his youthful immaturity at eighteen.

One corner of Su Chenjin’s mouth curled slightly as he spoke indifferently, "Does being trained mean becoming a bodyguard? You’re thinking too much. I’m only considering what Little Auntie wants, and she’s worried about you. Before encountering Hu Yaoyao, you were just an ordinary person. In just a few days, it seems you’ve learned some martial arts skills, using them for filming and even acting as a cushion for Little Auntie once."

"Learning for the human body requires a process of adaptation and mastery; it’s not as if you can immediately master what you’re taught in martial arts perfectly as soon as you receive the legacy."

"Strength is your own, but you need experience to wield it."

Having listened to Su Chenjin’s words, which carried a guiding tone, Yang Xian looked surprised.

After hesitating for a while, he looked at the sleeping Mianmian and whispered, "Okay, I accept your arrangement."

Gaining knowledge from the statues didn’t mean he had to become Erlang Shen.

Just like Su Chenjin said, he needed strength.