Going to Tianjing

Sun Xiaoqin glanced at Ye Hongliang, causing the sisters to laugh. Then, they surrounded Sun Xiaoqin and asked about her well-being.

After all, the children were usually close to their mother. They were simply like friends who told each other everything.

Just as everyone was chatting fervently, Ye Hongliang walked downstairs with a dumbfounded expression. He scratched the back of his head and spoke in confusion.

"Where did the young brat go? Is he not back yet? It's already time for dinner. That's strange."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Chan carried a sleepy little boy over from the rocking chair on the balcony outside the living room. She smiled and spoke.

"Here, Dad. He's still not awake."

"Young brat, where were you?"

Ye Hongliang welcomed him with a smile. He took the dazed Ye Xuan and hit the soles of his feet repeatedly. As he scratched Ye Xuan, he raised Ye Xuan's head and laughed happily.