Ling Han didn't know that Naonnao had a bad temper when he woke up.
More importantly, he didn't sleep well last night.
Chen Yin had diarrhea all night. Even though she consciously slept in the bedroom next door, the sound of flushing from time to time was like thunder in the middle of the night.
Every time Naonnao was about to fall asleep, there would be a rumbling sound coming from next door. The continuous flow of water seemed to be pressing down on his brain, making him irritable all night.
At this moment, Ling Han's strange appearance in front of him was like hitting the muzzle of a gun. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Naonnao glared at him, his attitude very unfriendly.
Ling Han had experienced his son's temper several times, so he wasn't too surprised by his temper. He thought about how he didn't have a father all these years and might have been bullied by others, so he didn't care about his attitude at all.
"I didn't realize before, but you look very much like me."
"Who looks like you?"
Naonnao frowned, his face full of displeasure.
"Kid, did I not ask you before who your father is?"
Several times, he only asked his date of birth and repeatedly guessed in his heart, but he didn't formally ask him about his father.
His intelligence exceeded that of children of his age, so he definitely knew more things than other children, so it might be right to ask some questions straightforwardly.
"Who's the kid?"
Naonnao looked at him with dissatisfaction. "You're so annoying, no wonder my Mommy doesn't want to remarry you."
Remarry?
Ling Han looked at him with a complicated expression. "You know who I am?"
Naonnao returned his look of contempt. "Weren't you just trying to ask me who my father is?"
Ling Han was delighted, and his eyes revealed some light. "You know me, Yan Yan told you. What else did she say? You …"
"Is it worth being so happy?"
Naonnao shifted his gaze two inches away and muttered, "To me, you're not even as important as Auntie Xiaowu, whom I've just met. What's there to be proud of?"
"…"
The feeling of being choked by a five-year-old child, especially his own son, should have made him so angry that he vomited blood. However, Ling Han had always been an unconventional person.
At this moment, this little boy who was looking at him with contempt made him feel an inexplicable sense of pride.
His mind was filled with the words' my son is so smart, so sharp with his words. He even knows how to use the word 'presence' at such a young age?
A morbid sense of pride.
Naonnao looked at him with disdain and muttered, "Are you done yet?"
Ling Han realized that his attitude was not normal, so he came back to his senses. He looked at the child in front of him and said, "I didn't take care of you and your mother in the past. I will make it up to you in the future."
"What's the use of saying this to me? You'd better think of a way to deal with my mommy."
Ling Han's expression became more and more serious. "I don't just want your mommy to give me another chance, I also want you to give me another chance."
He looked so sincere and pious that Nao Nao was at a loss for what to do.
The genius young man boasted of his superior IQ, but the people around him still treated him like a child. The only one who really talked to him seriously was his uncle, but his uncle was usually very busy and didn't care about him.
"If you have the chance, go find my mommy. It has nothing to do with me …"
As he spoke, he jumped onto the floor and fled into the house. He even locked the door behind him. His actions were done in one smooth motion.
Looking at the tightly shut door, Ling Han withdrew his solemn gaze, but still sighed.
He didn't know why, but when facing this son of his, he always felt powerless and a little guilty.
This kind of guilt was very strange. When Ling Dongming was still alive, he didn't feel guilty when he saw him. Why did he feel guilty when he saw his own son?
He pulled out a chair and poured himself a glass of water. He silently digested everything that had happened since Ye Huanyan came back.
In the beginning, everything had happened so suddenly and messily that he couldn't make heads or tails of it. He didn't even know if Gu Huanyan was Ye Huanyan. Later on, he figured it out, but Gu Duo came out of nowhere and messed things up. Because she had a son who was four or five years old, he began to worry that she might have a new lover. Half of the reason he held a wedding with Gu Duo was to help Gu Sinian carry things, and the other half was to give up on himself.
Thinking of this, he raised his hand and patted his forehead. His face paled a little.
If he had known that Ye Huanyan was still waiting for him for five years and that the child was also his, he would never have agreed to hold a wedding with another woman. Not to mention holding a wedding, he wouldn't show any trace of ambiguity to Ye Huanyan. He didn't care if Gu Sinian had something on other people. It had nothing to do with them.
He should clean up the mess he made himself. Why did he have to harm his own sister?
This was a mess.
Before he could sort out his thoughts, he heard the beeping sound of a card swiping the door open.
Ye Huanyan dragged herself back, depressed. There was no one in the living room, and there was a strange sound coming from the bathroom of the guest bedroom. It was obvious that Chen Yin was still exhausted.
"Xiao Wu, are you okay? Do you want me to buy some medicine for you?"
She knocked on the door of the guest bedroom.
A painful voice came from inside. "I've taken it … it hasn't worked yet. Don't worry about me … okay …"
She went to the door of the master bedroom and turned the handle directly, only to find that it was locked from the inside.
"Naonnao, why did you lock the door?"
A weak voice came from inside. "Mommy, I'm so sleepy. I want to sleep …"
Alright..,
Ye Huanyan's entire shoulders collapsed. She turned around and walked towards the sofa, pinching her eyebrows.
Now she couldn't even find someone to talk to?
Her head was still throbbing from the hangover. Last night, her ex-husband, who was inseparable from her, went on a honeymoon with her cheap sister. After resting at noon, she had to rush to the church in the evening to shoot the last concluding scene. How could this scene be described as just miserable?
After sitting on the sofa for a while, she only felt sleepy. Without any hesitation, she walked towards the other guest bedroom directly opposite the master bedroom.
Fortunately, she had booked a suite with three bedrooms. Otherwise, she could only sleep on the sofa.
Ta pulled her slippers and opened the door. The room was dark. She frowned and touched the wall to turn on the light.
A black shadow flashed by, and she cried out in alarm. Before she could raise her voice, the person pressed her against the door, sealed her lips, and kissed her deeply for more than twenty seconds.
She struggled frantically, but that person ignored her and pinned her firmly behind the door. He leaned over and kissed her lips, refusing to let go. She gradually sensed the identity of this person from the familiar smell around her.
Her eyes widened all of a sudden. How was it possible?
Ye Huanyan's mind went blank and exploded.
Wasn't he supposed to be on the honeymoon plane?
"Oh … why are you … oh … here …"
"I love you, Yan Yan …"
The sudden confession made her body, which was already hot, completely burn up. Her mind was still in a daze, but her body was already carried by him.
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