Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me
Chapter 443 - 442: You have a good relationship with the little brat

Chapter 443: Chapter 442: You have a good relationship with the little brat

It’s been quite a while since I last saw Yang Xian, and seeing him suddenly was quite a surprise.

Mianmian’s eyes sparkled, "You’re back, Yang Xian."

Then a pair of round, wide eyes stared at Yang Xian’s shoulders, filled with curiosity.

How did Yang Xian’s shoulders get so broad?

In his spare time recently, Yang Xian had been surfing the internet, checking Mianmian’s updates. Now that he was seeing Mianmian in person, he swept a glance and thought Little Bun seemed to have grown taller.

Last time at the Su Family dinner, Mianmian wasn’t this tall while sitting on the chair.

"Yeah, I’m back."

Thinking to himself, Yang Xian replied super coolly, then saw an empty seat by the table and pulled out a chair to sit down.

He sat next to Situ Zha.

Situ Zha sized up Yang Xian, his eyebrows slightly raised.

He knew why he could sit here; the Su Family, due to his identity, had always shown him great courtesy. So, could this man Yang Xian, who appeared in one of Su Mianmian’s fortune-telling videos, also be sitting at the Su Family’s dining table because...?

"Now that all the guests are here, let’s start dinner," Mianmian waved her little hand, indicating that everyone could begin the meal for the evening.

She was the eldest elder, and actually, everyone had been waiting for her to speak.

The Su Family’s dining table didn’t adhere to strict rules; everyone would exchange a few words they wanted to say. Mainly because the seven brothers of the Su Family were very busy, and it was rare to gather together, which was pretty much only possible during meal times.

While a few brothers were talking to each other, Situ Zha chin-nodded towards Yang Xian, "Who are you?"

During this period, in addition to following Mianmian’s online updates, Yang Xian had also been in touch with Daoist Master Qing Xu.

After seeing Situ Zha, he had guessed Situ Zha’s identity.

Hearing Situ Zha asking about himself, Yang Xian lowered his eyes and swallowed the food in his mouth before replying indifferently, "I am Yang Xian."

Situ Zha thought: Good lord, is this guy pretending to be oblivious?

He couldn’t stand such posturing and thus raised his head to ask Mianmian directly, "Su Mianmian, who is this guy? Is he like me?"

Mianmian glanced at Yang Xian, mindful of his aversion to the idea of reincarnation, and replied cheerfully, "He’s Yang Xian."

Situ Zha: ...?

Seeing Situ Zha puzzled by Mianmian’s response, Yang Xian’s lips slightly curved upward.

After dinner, Mianmian approached Yang Xian to ask what he had learned at the Security Company, especially asking, "Have you become very powerful now?"

Yang Xian was modest: "Not really. The instructors there said there wasn’t much they could teach me and told me to continue my studies outside."

The Company could not teach him much about fighting, but the instructors suggested that after leaving, he should not give up on the nine years of compulsory education and it would be best to take the college entrance exams on his own. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to participate in some future activities of the Su Family.

For instance, there had been plans spoken in foreign languages to eliminate the Su Family. If he couldn’t understand them, he would be at a disadvantage.

The instructors’ advice was straightforward and rough, so Yang Xian decided to buy books to study.

"Oh, oh, oh, are you going to go to school too?" Mianmian said, pausing to burp and rub her round little tummy she had filled with food, before continuing, "I’m in school now, Kindergarten is quite fun."

Although what she was learning was very basic, relearning it with the new methods the teacher taught was quite enjoyable.

For example, during math time, she could turn arithmetic into a tabletop game, using various cards and props for play.

"Um... I will take online classes." Yang Xian found Mianmian’s action of rubbing her tummy adorable, his gaze softened, and he gently ruffled Mianmian’s smooth head, "During the day I am the Bodyguard Leader, and for the time being, I will learn how to do this job with the help of the former Bodyguard Leader."

"Ah, you’re the new Bodyguard Leader!" This revelation surprised Mianmian.

She raised her hand to rub the muscles on Yang Xian’s little arm, "You really do resemble that one, that Bodyguard Leader who’s going to marry Situ Zha’s mother."

The former Bodyguard Leader was indeed a very muscular man!

Listening to Mianmian and Yang Xian talking, Situ Zha suddenly "hmmphed" out loud.

His voice was loud, causing both Mianmian and Yang Xian to look over at him.

After looking, the big and the small again very tacitly returned their gaze to each other.

"So are you very powerful now?" Mianmian asked, her eyes brimming with eagerness, "Before, I said I would teach you, but can you spar with me now?"

Yang Xian stared into the clear grey at the bottom of Mianmian’s eyes and said, "You better go to sleep first; dark circles, not pretty."

Mianmian touched under her eyes.

Alright, she was too busy, indeed, and always forgot to sleep.

"Then I’m going to sleep." After saying this, Mianmian remembered that Yang Xian and Situ Zha hadn’t met before and quickly added an introduction, "He’s my classmate Situ Zha, and this is Yang Xian, with whom we previously filmed together!"

After introducing, the little one yawned and went off to bathe.

Where Situ Zha and Yang Xian would sleep, the Family would help arrange, as for her, the Little Auntie, it was time to sleep.

Watching Little Bun yawn and leave, Yang Xian glanced at the Little White Dragon that seemed like a ghost, trailing behind Mianmian, not too concerned as he also prepared to return to the guest rooms.

He would still reside in the room previously arranged by the Su Family; that much shouldn’t have changed.

Situ Zha, seeing Yang Xian naturally walking towards the guest rooms, curled his lips in a sneer, "You have a pretty good relationship with the little brat? You’ve both been keeping things from me, huh?"

Yang Xian raised an eyebrow, "Keeping what from you?"

His face now looked more angular than before, and when he raised his eyebrow, he exuded an impressive air.

Situ Zha was taken aback, finding Yang Xian somehow familiar.

But he quickly discarded that thought.

The guy he was thinking of hated kids more than anyone—how could he be so gentle with Su Mianmian? Moreover, if Heavenly Dao arranged for reincarnation and gave him an obvious name like Situ Zha, would it do the same for someone else?

If that were the case, Heavenly Dao would be too foolish.

No sooner had Situ Zha finished his internal criticism than a thunderclap on a clear day suddenly resonated outside.

Already prepping for her bath, Mianmian touched her little bald head, "Did someone else get struck by lightning and lose their hair?"

After this thought, Mianmian saw Little White Dragon still following her and instructed the Servant, who came to help her bathe, to take Little White Dragon away.

"You go with her to bathe and sleep, okay? We’ll see each other tomorrow morning, and then we can discuss taking you to the seaside."

Little White Dragon cocked his head, his puzzled face full of grievance as if he was about to cry any second, "I don’t want to, I want to be with you."

Mianmian frowned, her fists clenched tight.

She wasn’t fond of kids who always looked like they wanted to cry—it made her want to punch them! But Little White Dragon really seemed pitiful, and it was normal for such a pitiful child to want to cry often.

So what should she do now?

Mianmian looked at Little White Dragon distressedly, pondering what to do.