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Holding the little guy in his arms, Teng Yi Yang felt an indescribable feeling rising in his heart.

A thought flashed through his mind. If he and Ji An had children, they would probably be around the same age.

Thinking of the unpleasant scene that had occurred today, Teng Yi Yang removed this mysterious thought from his mind. He was in a rather bad mood.

Nightbreak Trickster tilted his head. "Beautiful uncle, are you unhappy?"

Teng Yi raised his eyebrows and said, "No."

Sleeping Bao puffed up his cheeks. "But you don't even know how to laugh."

When he heard this, he felt it was funny, "If you're not crying, it means you're sad, but if you're smiling, it means you're happy. It's just that you're still young, and I'm telling you all these things, you won't understand.

He bent down and put the little guy down, then straightened up.

Leaving the embrace of his dreams, Sleeping Treasure felt a little disappointed, but he still stood obediently.

At this moment, the phone in his pocket rang. Teng Yi Yang stopped in his tracks and gave up on the idea of accompanying him in to look for someone. As he took out his phone, he lowered his head and said to Xiao Budian, "You can go in to look for someone."

Sleeping Bao also heard his cell phone ringing. He smiled and nodded, "Then Sleeping Treasure went in."

Before he pressed the answer button, Teng Yiyang heard Sleeping Treasure's worried call and the dispirited voice of a man.

"Idiot uncle, are you there?"

"I … I'm here …"

"Uncle, your voice is so soft. Did you fall in?" Are you okay? "

"Don't curse me, I'm still alive …"

After confirming that the Sleeping Treasure had found someone, Teng Yiyang walked to the other side of the corridor, leaned against the wall, and answered the call.

"Brat, you haven't forgotten about your return tonight, right?" Old Man Teng's voice, filled with energy, could be heard even through the phone.

He answered the call without even looking at the caller ID. He didn't expect it to be his grandpa.

"I don't have amnesia, so naturally I won't forget. But it's not time for lunch yet. Grandfather, why are you in such a hurry to call me again? Could it be that there's some unspeakable conspiracy?"

Old Man Teng felt a bit guilty. If it wasn't for the screen, this stinky brat would have definitely found out. He made the first move and cursed loudly, "Stinky brat, your wings are stiff, right? Can't the old man call you? Do you even put an old man like me in your eyes! If you dare not come tonight, then don't come back next time! "Otherwise, I will break your legs!"

"Grandfather, I didn't mean it that way …"

After he said his piece, Old Man Teng hung up the phone without waiting for his grandson to finish speaking. He patted his chest and let out a sigh. He was almost found out by this stinking brat.

Ever since Yi Yang had taken over the company for the past few years, he had become more shrewd and difficult to deceive. In the future, he had to be more careful when swindling him.

Teng Yi Yang was confused by Uncle Liu's scolding. He recalled Uncle Liu saying that the old man's temper these past few years had become more and more like that of a child's. It was indeed rather similar.

On the other side of the washroom, Bei Yiyuan had a stomach that he had been holding on to for a long time. He was on the verge of collapse.

When Sleeping Treasure came to find him at this time, he barely managed to hold on.

He leaned against the sink and said weakly to the worried Sleeping Bao, "Baby, Uncle has to go to the hospital, or he might not be able to make it tonight."

Upon hearing this, Nightbreak Trickster was so anxious that his eyes turned red. He quickly stepped forward and pulled Tang Wulin's hand. "Then let's hurry to the hospital."

Seeing Sleeping Treasure's eyes that were on the verge of tearing up, Bei Yiyuan didn't feel like he had been in pain for nothing. He rubbed the kid's head and said, "Don't worry, I won't be hanging up for long. But if this goes on, I'm afraid I'll die soon."

As he said this, he picked up the sleeping treasure and strode out. At this moment, he felt extremely weak, and it was difficult for him to walk even a few steps. "Sleeping Bao, it's time for you to lose weight."

Nightbreak Trickster pinched his face. He wasn't fat!

Bei Yiyuan said, "I'm just joking. You're better off fat and white. If you don't eat because of that, your mommy will probably beat me to death."

The fact that he can still joke means that Uncle is not very sick, Sleeping Treasure thought.

As soon as he walked out, Bei Yiyuan walked towards the exit of the mall. He didn't see anyone standing on the other side of the corridor.

"Uncle, I haven't been beautiful …"

Before Nightingale could finish her sentence, the person who was carrying him quickened their pace. "We'll thank that waiter again next time. Right now, the most important thing is to go to the hospital."

Sleeping Bao closed his mouth. Uncle was sick and couldn't be delayed.

But he really couldn't bear to part with the dung!

He wrapped his arms around his uncle's neck and looked over his shoulder at the far end of the corridor. The dungarees were also looking at him.

Just as Teng Yi Yang was about to come back to find Xiao Budian, he saw a man carrying him and hurriedly left. He stopped walking and saw Xiao Budian waving at him. The man holding the phone also waved at him.

He discovered that every time he met the little guy, he would be caught off guard, and they would each leave in a hurry.

He did not know when they would meet again.

A city might not be that big, but it was also quite small. The first time they met was a coincidence, but two times could also be a coincidence. If they reached this size three times, then it would be fate.

As he watched Xiao Budian's figure disappear at the exit, his heart suddenly felt empty.

Thus, he lowered his head and opened his phone. He called out the missed call from before and pressed twice. In the contact list, there was an additional name.

Sleeping Bao.

Ever since he met this little guy, he had given him all of his kindness and patience.

Teng Yiyang was surprised by his series of anomalies, but he did not intend to delve into them.

He put the phone back in his pocket and decided that there was no longer any need to dawdle here. He turned around and walked toward the elevator.

On his way home, Ji Anan received a call for help from far away.

"An An, hurry and come to the hospital! Just wait a little longer and you'll be able to collect my corpse!"

Hearing her unusually weak voice, Ji An was panicking in his heart. "Why are you in the hospital?" What happened? Where's Sleeping Treasure? Let Sleeping Treasure talk to me! "

Bei Yiyuan felt aggrieved in his heart. An'an only cared about Sleeping Treasure, the one who was obviously sick was him! He felt that both his body and mind had been greatly injured.

"Since you still have the strength to call me, then it means that there's not a problem. Wait a moment, I'll head over right now!"

"Ji An, I hate you!"

Ji Anan was hung up the phone. If he blinked, he would lose his temper, and that would be even more of a problem.

She gave the driver the address and told him to turn around.

Just as Hua was done, his cellphone rang again.

She picked it up and saw that it was an unfamiliar number. She answered it doubtfully, "Hello, may I ask who you are?"

A pleasant laughter sounded out from the other end of the phone, "Hello, this is Xie Langxuan."