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Seeing the car disappear at the entrance of the district, Ji An was in a bit of a trance.

How could she be so confident in handing the waiter over to him?

While she was struggling with this question, Sleeping Treasure tugged at the hem of her skirt.

"Mommy, we'll be there tomorrow. Will we be able to see the waiter?"

"According to the distance, the waiter will be arriving in A City soon."

"Yay!" Then what do we have for dinner tonight? Can I order? "

"Then let's go home and take a look. What other dishes are in the kitchen?"

"Alright."

Finally, I decided to make garlic eggplant, sweet and sour pork and fried fish in the evening.

Ning could sense the excitement and joy in Sleeping Treasure's voice. He had been extremely energetic the entire day.

There was a problem in front of her that she had no choice but to confirm.

He still hadn't found out that Teng Yiyang was his father, but Nightbreak Trickster already liked him so much. If he knew the truth, what would happen then?

She was a bit jealous.

He felt as if his son had been snatched away by Teng Yiyang.

But now, she had already agreed to his conditions and the waiter had been taken away.

There were no more arrows.

They washed up and lay down on the bed.

After a day of excitement, Nightbreak Trickster finally calmed down.

As for what happened next, Ji Anan felt that it was necessary to give his son a preventive measure.

"Baby, Mommy wants to ask you a question."

"Mommy asked."

"Would you be happy if your father came back one day?"

In all these years, she had rarely brought up the word 'father' in front of a sleeping treasure.

Sleeping Bao thought that Mommy had always been unwilling to let the dung know that he was there. He felt that Mommy should hate dung. If he said he was happy, would Mommy be sad?

Nightbreak Trickster lowered his eyes and shook his head, "Dung never comes. It must have hurt Mommy's heart. As long as Mommy is happy, Mommy will be happy."

Saying this, he wrapped his arms around Mommy's waist, his face full of love.

Ning was very moved, and the jealousy he had been feeling today dispersed.

She hugged her son back. "Mommy's happy about what Baby said, but do you want the dung back?"

"What about Mommy? Do you want me to come back? " This was what Sleeping Treasure was most concerned about.

Ji Anan didn't expect his son to ask her that.

If it was according to her current thoughts, she didn't want her peaceful life to be broken by Teng Yiyang.

However, after considering his son's situation, Ji An said, "If Nightbreak Trickster wants him to come back, Mommy won't object."

"That Sleeping Treasure wants to return with a piece of dung." He raised his head and obediently answered.

Ji An sighed. Teng Yiyang was right. No child would want their parents to miss their childhood.

"Mommy knows. Good girl, it's time to sleep. We still have to catch the plane tomorrow!"

"Alright, good night Mommy."

Nightbreak Trickster didn't know that she and Teng Yiyang had already reached an agreement, but he was secretly delighted. It seemed that Mommy and Dung had made some progress.

With this feeling, he gradually fell asleep.

Ji Anan had originally been very tired, but when she thought of the things that she would have to face tomorrow, she became so frustrated that she couldn't fall asleep.

She did not fall asleep until midnight.

The next morning, she was awakened by her son.

After helping her son wash up and eat breakfast, she carried her son in one hand and her luggage in the other as she made her way to the airport.

She took a deep breath when she finally sat in her seat. It was not until she had checked, checked, and boarded that flight that she was able to catch her breath.

"Mommy, we almost missed the plane." Nightbreak Trickster turned to her.

"It was Mommy who was bad. You shouldn't have overslept. In the future, remember to set the alarm and prevent this kind of thing from happening again."

Hearing Mommy's promise, Sleeping Bao nodded his head heavily and then urged, "Mommy, hurry and catch up, I can do it by myself."

He really wanted to talk to him, but he couldn't keep his eyes open. He had no choice but to find a flight attendant and get himself two small blankets, one for his son and the other for himself.

After saying a few words, Ji Anan put on the eyepatch and leaned back in the chair. Soon, he fell asleep.

At this moment, he still hadn't taken off yet. He secretly picked up his phone, took a picture of the plane ticket, and sent it to the dung.

Done.

I'm so sleepy, I'm going to sleep too.

Although he had slept all the way, there was still a huge difference between sleeping on the chair and lying on the bed.

Ji An felt pain in his waist and back. While he was waiting for his luggage to arrive, he couldn't help but punch his waist.

"Mommy, let me give you a punch."

She reached out her hand, raised her fist, and thumped it lightly against her waist.

Although the strength used was not great, there was still some effect.

"Thank you, darling."

There were also many other passengers waiting together. An elderly aunt enviously said to Ji An, "Your child is very obedient and sensible. I really wish I could have such a obedient grandson."

Ji An remembered this aunt. She seemed to have brought her grandson on the plane. Before the plane took off, she threw a tantrum and overturned her drink. She even seemed to have been complained about by the passengers behind her.

She smiled. "Thank you."

"Mommy, what did the old lady say to you?" Sleeping Bao, who was focused on his work, did not hear the conversation between the two.

"She's praising your good sense."

"It was Mommy who taught you!"

Ji An laughed.

After a while, he stuck his head out from behind his back and asked, "Mommy, are you feeling better?"

"I'm much better now. It's all thanks to my baby. Thank you, baby."

"That's what a son should do!"

Ji Anan rubbed his head.

At this moment, the luggage appeared on the turntable. She then led her son to lead the luggage to the exit.

Because the luggage was large enough, Ji Anan placed his son on top of it, then pulled the pole forward.

As they neared the exit, Sleeping Treasure quickly looked around.

It was a pity that Mommy walked so fast that he couldn't see her clearly anymore.

"Mommy, slow down."

"What's wrong?" Ning lowered his head, glancing left and right at his son.

Why isn't he here yet?

Sleeping Bao was anxious. He wanted to call the dung, but he was worried that Mommy would be angry.

He rolled his eyes. "Mommy, I want to go to the bathroom."

Didn't he just board the plane?

But at her son's request, she thought she had drunk too much water, so she stopped and looked around for the bathroom.

Just as she was about to ask the staff member, a familiar voice rang out from behind her.

"An An, Lou Bao, here."

Ji An turned around and saw that Teng Yiyang had already walked up to them.

Today he was wearing a T-shirt, sweatpants, and loafers. His hair was disheveled, as if it had just been washed.

If it was someone he didn't know, he would think it was an eighteen or nineteen year old youth.

Ning felt as though he had been transported back six or seven years ago.