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Chapter 350: You Are My Little Angel (Fifth update)

Chapter 350: Chapter 350: You Are My Little Angel (Fifth update)

"Of course it’s real! Daddy just bought a warship model a few days ago. Would baby like it?" Young Master Yan began a shameless buying spree for his son.

As soon as the little boy heard the word ’warship’, the two candles in his eyes instantly turned into high-watt spotlights.

"Warship? What kind of warship?"

"It’s a limited edition with high realism. Uh... I think my big brother in the city has one..."

"Baby wants it, baby wants it!" The little boy waved his little hands and cheered, as if he was afraid that his voice was too low, and the eldest young master Yan would give the warship model to someone else.

"Can... Daddy bring it to you first thing tomorrow?"

"Okay!" The little boy agreed very quickly.

Young Master Yan was still a joy in his heart that he had not shaken off when he heard his son ask, "What gift do you want?"

"What?" Young Master Yan didn’t quite understand, so he could only stare at the little fellow.

This time, rare for him, the little master didn’t dislike his slowness and patiently explained.

"Mommy says that if you accept someone’s gift, you have to give something in return, so if you send the warship to little boy, what gift would you like in return?"

Good things come in pairs!

There was only these four words floating in Young Master Yan’s head.

The eldest young master, who was stupefied by this unexpected surprise, provoked a dismissive look from the little master. However, considering the fact that he was offering him a warship model, the little master decided not to ridicule him and just rested quietly against this dummy, waiting for him to recover.

By the time Young Master Yan recovered, he was almost a dozen seconds late. He himself was reluctant to admit that his brain would be empty for dozens of seconds in response to a random question from a naughty four-year-old.

"Baby, can Daddy take some time to think about it?" Young Master Yan asked very carefully, he would not waste this hard-won opportunity so foolishly, so casually.

The little fellow gave him another roll of the eyes. "Whatever suits you!"

Now that Young Master Yan had the promise of the little master, he worked even harder.

After the little master had put up the lucky pendant on the orange tree, he went to wash his hands and eat cherries, while Young Master Yan hurried off to show off to his parents, "Dad, Mom, the little guy said he wants to give me a present!"

But the old lady Yan simply said, "This boy has given us a lot of gifts..."

Then, she asked unethically, "So, you didn’t get one?"

Young Master Yan roared in his heart, damn, I must have bought the gift you gave, the kind of tissue that is one yuan a pack, right? Right?

The eldest young master Yan who wanted to show off but was hurt by a ten thousand tons blow decided not to talk to his mom for the rest of the day then turned to his little angel for psychological comfort.

His little angel was crouched by the coffee table nibbling on cherries. Seeing his dejected expression, he kindly pinched a cherry towards him, "Want some?"

Young Master Yan’s eyes lit up and he quickly bent down to take the cherry into his mouth, feeling secretly delighted, but then he saw the little master giggling, "The way you looked just now, was just like a star devouring a bone..."

Young Master Yan’s tears streamed down his face!

Where’s the promised little angel? How come the style suddenly became like a little devil?

Then, while laughing, the little master reached out his plump little hand and touched his face. With a single touch, Young Master Yan’s tears of sorrow instantly transformed into tears of joy.

It’s definitely the little angel, no doubt about it!

Although he occasionally wears the cloak of a little devil, his nature is still so pure and spotless...

Old Lady Yan was sitting on a sofa not far away, watching her son’s foolish behaviour. She casually took a sip of tea and said to Yan Bo beside her.

"Old Yan, remember when you used to say that our son was like a wolf?"

Yan Bo was flipping through a magazine when his wife asked him. He lifted his eyelids, glanced around, and saw that not far away, his son was leaning into his grandson’s face, while his grandson, kneeling on the coffee table, was using his chubby little paw to touch his son’s face.

"Wolves and dogs are of the same family. Wolves nurtured for a long time will have dog properties; it’s not surprising!" Yan Bo analyzed accurately and continued to read his magazine.

He and his wife haven’t done any household chores for a long time, but today, they spent the whole morning busy because of their little boy. Although they were tired, they felt a great sense of joy both physically and mentally.

Presumably, their own silly son holds the same mindset!

"Hmm, it seems that Ying’er and the little boy are both good beast trainers!"

Lunch was also prepared by Chen Jing, which was more abundant than usual. Of course, compared to the grand New Year’s Eve dinner in the evening, it was naturally not as extravagant.

The little fellow was busy all morning and was starving. When he was eating, he couldn’t help but make a mess. Young Master Yan, who was sitting next to him, showed signs of his obsessive-compulsive disorder and when he saw the little boy’s mouth and hands were full of greasy and dirty from eating the crab, he was only able to eat a few bites and repeatedly reached for a wet towel to wipe the little one’s mouth and hands.

Young Master Yan’s motherly actions would normally have resulted in the little master’s disdain and rolling of eyes.

But today, the little master didn’t say or do anything. When he saw Young Master Yan’s hand stretched out from the air, he obediently lifted his chin, allowing Young Master Yan to help him wipe his mouth and chin clean, and when he saw a towel coming from the table, he extended his chubby greasy paw to let Young Master Yan clean his paws.

Even Chen Jing, who usually indulges the little boy, couldn’t stand it any more and tried to stop Young Master Yan’s overbearing behavior.

"Young Master Yan..."

But as soon as she opened her mouth, she was gagged by her daughter with a piece of preserved fruit.

In Zhu Qianying’s view, although the little boy was noisy and mischievous, he was actually very sensible and had a good sense of propriety in his actions.

What Yan was doing now, if done by an old mother, would surely lead the little fellow to grumble protesting "What the heck, I’m not a kid anymore..."

However, he was enjoying Young Master Yan’s considerate and meticulous service, because he wanted to show his daddy affection and raise his self-esteem. It was not at all the same as what his mother was worried about, spoiling the child.

As for Yan Bo and his wife, who had been witnessing their son being ignored by their grandson for some time, they were now delighted to see their son and grandson getting along harmoniously. How could they stupidly not distinguish and try to separate them?

In fact, while they were making fun of this situation, they were indeed happy for their son.

They were not blind, how could they not see that initially, the little boy was even more polite to the servants in the Yan family than to their son?

At that time, the couple were very worried for their son, fearing that as the eldest son he would lack the patience to deal with the little boy.

The fact is, their son was even more eager to get the little boy’s approval than them.

And he seemed to realise early on that this little fellow could be the best assistant in fixing his relationship with Zhu Qianying.