C19

Su Yun Wan followed this man back to his house. It was already past ten at night.

There were still two rows of servants standing together. Every day, as long as the male owner of the house did not say that he was not coming home, the people of Prime Minister's Palace would wait there all night.

Because in his own home, Yun Wan would tell the little guy stories every day before he went to sleep, the little guy had developed this habit over time.

Second floor.

Before Yun Wan even walked to the little fellow's room, she heard waves of male boys' roars …

"Young master, let me tell you a story! Hurry up and go to sleep... "

"NO!" I want Da Wan! I want Da Wan, Da Wan! "

"Jing Heng, what's wrong?"

Su Yun Wan pushed open the door and saw the entire room in a mess …

The floor was littered with things — —

Yun Wan knew this fact, but she didn't know who this Baby son of her clan looked like.

Su Jing Heng rolled up his blanket and tightly wrapped his small body. He stuck his head out, and the moment he saw Yun Wan coming in, he immediately crawled out from under the blanket …

"Da Wan! I thought that you were going to throw me to the papa and leave me behind! "

The little fellow pouted its pink-red lips and cried out in grievance.

Su Yun Wan once again hugged Baby son under her blanket and comforted him, "How can that be? How can Mommy bear to part with our Jing Heng? Mommy came home late today because of work. "

"Oh!"

Su Jing Heng replied as he blinked his large, black, round eyes. He asked again with concern: "Has the papa returned yet?"

"Yes, I'm back."

It was unknown if it was because this child had always wanted to have a father, but with Xiang Jing Cheng's appearance, this little fellow couldn't stop thinking about that man.

After Su Jing Heng heard it, he smiled with his two round eyes wide open, "Then Da Wan, can I say good night to papa before you sleep?"

"Err …"

Yun Wan was embarrassed.

He had always been a little repulsed by the man whose Baby son was sticky.

Although Xiang Jing Cheng had given Jing Heng a superior condition, he had never given him the love of a father in her heart. She was afraid that his own son would receive a cold and detached response when he became attached to that man —

"Jing Heng, it's getting late, and papa is about to sleep … Let's say our goodnight to papa tomorrow, okay? "

Yun Wan pulled over a quilt to cover the little guy.

Lil Thing who was lying on the bed was very restless. He frowned and said with a face of resistance, "No! I have never said good night to papa before! Our little friend in kindergarten, she will say good night to Mother papa everyday … "

"..."

This little fellow not only had a violent and stubborn temper, but he was also stubborn.

Su Yun Wan thought: I must have inherited all of that man's bad genes!

In desperation, Su Yun Wan didn't want to hurt his son's heart, so she could only go to Xiang Jing Cheng's room and find him.

The door to his room was open.

Yun Wan symbolically knocked twice on the door and went in.

The man inside had already washed up, put on a suit, and changed into a black robe. He looked very wild.

He had his back against the bed, his long legs crossed, and a laptop on his lap, as if he were still on business.

"I'm sorry for disturbing..."

Su Yun Wan walked closer in embarrassment.

After all, this was his room and also his home. Yun Wan didn't seem to feel it was natural even when she spoke: "Before Jing Heng goes to sleep, I want to say good night to you. Can you go there? "