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After all, a stupid dog like Bell was too hard to find.

He really didn't know how the clever young master could like such a stupid dog.

A child as smart as the young master was indeed different from other children.

The lights in the yard gradually dimmed, and only the servants stood in unison, not daring to move.

But after a long time, he still wasn't able to resist the sleepiness that was assaulting him.

One by one, they fell to the ground and entered the land of dreams while standing up.

Even when the sky gradually turned white, he didn't notice …

The sun came in through the window, warm and comfortable.

The mischievous sunlight fell on the snow-white bed, where a tiny figure was lying.

Her face was as pale as jade.

It was just that the sleeping posture was not very elegant, with bared fangs and brandished claws, like a small monster.

Wu Yujie was sitting in front of the bed, looking at the cute girl with a kind smile.

Perhaps because he was old, he did not have the strength to resist such a cute child.

Not to mention that this little person was her precious grandson.

She was intelligent and possessed a stern temperament.

He had inherited all the advantages of being a powerful family member and had promoted them.

It could be said that it was the pride of the powerful family members.

The little girl clenched her little fist and happily turned around. Her pretty mouth actually revealed a smile.

He seemed to be sleeping soundly.

Seeing the little girl sleeping so soundly, she really couldn't bear to wake her up.

It seemed like he was really scared yesterday. Otherwise, how could he sleep until now?

Yu Han was like his father, a calm and self-contained child.

Every day, he would get up on time, eat breakfast, and then start his day of study.

He would never be urged by others. He would always follow his own rhythm.

Moreover, he'd inherited his father's obsession with cleanliness, so he had to do things himself even when it came to washing up and taking a bath.

Even though he was only five years old, he was far more mature than his peers.

He was proud, but at the same time, he was also pained.

Forget it, it's a rare occasion. Let him have enough sleep. He was just a child, why would he need to be so strict?

"You stay here and watch. Once young master gets up, take him to the restaurant."

Wu Yujie said to the servant and left.

Time ticked by, but it did not affect the sleeping child in the slightest.

It wasn't until late in the morning that the little girl comfortably stretched and sat up.

"Mom …"

The childish voice of a child echoed in the room. The door opened and a servant walked in.

"Young master Yuhan, you're awake?"

The servant respectfully said and did not dare to do anything else.

This was because the young master was obsessed with cleanliness, just like his father.

Littlemoon rubbed her eyes, looked at the servant, and then at the room.

Suddenly remembering, last night, she had been carried back by the sobbing old man.

When they returned, they received a warm welcome. Everyone's eyes were filled with tears, as if they were looking at a long-lost family member.

He even called her Young Master Yu Han.

But Littlemoon was clearly a girl.

How was he like a boy?

He scratched his hair and couldn't help but pout.

Well, Granny had cut off her pretty hair, and she looked like a boy now.

At least that's what the class leader of the kindergarten said.

But who was the young master Yu Han they were talking about? Did she know him?

"Young master, are you hungry? After washing up, you can go eat breakfast. Madam is still waiting for you. "

He immediately followed the servant into the washroom.

She knew how to brush her teeth, but as for washing her face, it wouldn't be a problem for her.

Smear it like a kitten, and it's done.

But as she left the bathroom, something caught her eye.

It was a huge photograph on the wall, almost the size of a bed.

It wasn't the huge frame that attracted Yue'er, it was the boy in the photo.

His short hair was combed back and he wore a gray plaid suit.

He sat on the chair expressionlessly, looking very unhappy.

But his face was exactly the same as Littlemoon's!

No, it was exactly the same as Yue'er, who had her hair cut long now!

"Who is this person?"

Her childish voice caused the servant to be stunned for a moment.

A hint of panic flashed past his eyes.

"Young Master, this was taken during last year's Spring Festival. Could it be that you don't remember?"

Yue'er pouted. So this child was the little Young Master Yuhan that they were talking about?

No wonder he mistook her for the person in the photo, she really looked like the person in the photo.

However, who was the man standing beside the young master?

Why did he look so unhappy?

Could it be the father of the young master Yu Han?

Because they both had the same expression.

And they look alike.

Before Littlemoon could ask any more questions, the servant pulled her into the dining room.

The rest of the matters should be settled by the madame. It seemed that the young master was really frightened, and he did not even recognize his own photo.

"Darling, you're awake? "Come to Grandmother."

Wu Yujie greeted with a smile as soon as they entered the restaurant.

Yue Er recognized this grandma. Last night, when she came back, this grandma was the one that had been hugging her all this time.

It was so embarrassing to call her darling.

Wu Yujie was a little worried. Since she came back last night, Yu Han had been blinking his big eyes, as if he didn't know her.

That look was too pitiful. It was obvious that he was greatly frightened.

No matter how smart he was, he was still only a five-year-old child. Where had he seen such a thing before?

She had to keep a close eye on this little fellow from now on and not let him encounter any more danger.

"Hungry? I have your favorite dessert today. "

A snack? Yue'er blinked her eyes, immediately becoming interested.

Especially after smelling the fragrance coming from the table, his stomach growled even more happily.

"I want to eat dessert …"

A servant lifted Yue'er up and placed her on a chair. Seeing the table full of pastries, Yue'er's eyes immediately lit up.

To a little foodie, nothing could compare to so much delicious food.

He forgot everything in an instant.

There were only delicious snacks in front of him.

"Eat slowly, be careful not to choke …"

Wu Yujie also laughed when she saw her darling grandson eating so much.

Since he could eat and sleep, there was no problem.

The child was frightened and forgot about it in a few days.

"Grandma, it's so delicious!"

Yue'er held a piece of dessert in one hand and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

Because it was really delicious, and it was all cakes and snacks that she had never seen before.

The servants who stood at the side were all stunned.

No matter what happened, the young master was always like his father, like a noble gentleman.

Eating is eating, sitting is sitting.

Small sips, small sips. Extremely elegant.

But why did the young master change so much today?

And it fell all over the table.

Could he have been scared silly because of what happened yesterday?

Or was it the shock of Bell's loss?

Wu Yujie, who was sitting across from Yue Er, was also stunned, but she didn't think the same as the servant did.

It was because he was captivated by Yue Er's smile.

Yue-er laughed so beautifully, with big watery eyes, when she laughed, she looked like a crescent moon.

Her soft and tender cheeks were like two small dumplings.

Furthermore, they had shallow dimples, which was simply enough to mesmerise a person to death.

Most importantly, this was the first time that she was smiling at her ever since her darling grandson had spoken!

A little child, with a cold face, like a little adult.

He showed his might without getting angry.

She had thought that her darling grandson was naturally unable to laugh.

But today, he suddenly saw the most beautiful and brightest smile in the world, and his heart was about to be nurtured.

"Honey, eat more. It's been hard on you. "

After being frightened, to be able to see such a sweet smile on his grandson's face was probably a blessing in disguise, right?

He had never let go of his grandson before, and now he loved him even more to the bones.

"Little Yuhan, good girl, there's more than enough …"

"En, grandma, you have to eat too!"

Is my darling grandson taking care of her?

So sensible.

As expected, he was the most obedient and sensible child in the family.

"Mn, grandma will also eat …"

A satisfied smile appeared on her beautiful face. It had been a long time since she had been so happy.

The servants standing at the side all had astonished looks on their faces.

Such a blissful scene was truly strange.

Not only was the young master Yu Han different from before, even his mistress had changed …

The weather in April was like a child's face, changing as it pleased.

A few days ago, it was still gloomy, but these few days, the sun was shining again.

The golden sunlight shone on the pink-white cherry trees, giving off an amazing light.

And because the sun was too warm, the petals seemed to ferment.

The whole air was filled with a sweet smell.

Lin Mo Ge could not care less about enjoying this rare beauty.

Instead, he was walking hurriedly with an anxious expression on his face.

He was on the verge of tears.

His hair was disheveled and he had a haggard expression. It was obvious that he had not slept all night.

"Sorry for troubling you. If you have any news, could you please call me?"

"Alright, don't be too anxious, the child will definitely be fine …" Yue'er is so smart, maybe she just ran off somewhere to play … "

"Yes, I hope so …"

After bidding farewell to the kindergarten teacher, her face became even paler.

Even his teacher's words of consolation didn't enter his ears.

If he wasn't in a kindergarten, where else could he be?

The kindergarten teacher said that after school yesterday, Yue'er went home on her own as usual.

The road was not far, and Yue Er always went home by herself.

However, after an entire night, I still haven't seen Yue Er …