spring bite mark

Chapter 29 Thank you for meeting your grandson
Jiang Manman did not respond to Yan Changye immediately.

I visit the old house once a month, but the atmosphere is never great. I watch Yan Changye and Old Master Yan bickering all the time. But the first few times, they usually talk about work. Yan Changye is quite patient and can spend a few hours with the old man after dinner.

The old man had hinted at this kind of encouragement to have children a few times before, but this was the first time he had made such a direct suggestion.

Compared to the old man's eagerness to have a grandson, Jiang Manman felt that Yan Changye's reaction to the pressure to have a child was more intriguing.

Jiang Manman glanced at Yan Changye and tentatively asked, "You seem to really dislike having children?"

"Kids are such a nuisance, and they're so uncontrollable." A hint of helplessness flashed across Yan Changye's face.

Jiang Manman asked thoughtfully, "Where did you get such deep feelings from?"

Yan Changye stared intently ahead with his peach blossom eyes, offering no reply.

Just then, Yan Changye's private phone rang with a video call request.

Jiang Manman stared in astonishment at the video request from Xie Yunxi on Yan Changye's phone, which was displayed on the car's shelf.

Yan Changye's eyes flickered slightly, neither hanging up nor answering.

After a while, the video was automatically canceled.

But less than five seconds later, the second application came in.

Jiang Manman asked suspiciously, "Yan Changye, are you afraid to meet me in person? Something's not right with you."

Yan Changye's deep gaze fell on Jiang Manman's face, and he chuckled softly: "Didn't you just ask where I get such deep feelings for children? Then let Madam see for herself."

After he finished speaking, he casually pressed the answer button with his long, slender fingers.

Jiang Manman's heart skipped a beat when she thought of Xie Yunxi, who sent her messages every few days, and who was about to reveal his true colors.

What does the legendary, mysterious heir of the Xie family tycoon look like?
Filled with curiosity and a desire to explore, she looked at Yan Changye's phone screen.

However, what appeared on the screen was only a crumpled notebook and a pair of small, dark paws.

At this moment, Little Paw is holding a pencil and poking randomly at the math problems in his workbook.

Yan Changye's tone was undisguised in his disdain: "Thank you for your visit. Speak."

Thanks for your help?

So, the person currently using Xie Yunxi's WeChat account is his son, Xie Jian?

Jiang Manman couldn't hide her surprise, and then she heard a soft, childlike voice:

"This little bird is flying around, but I don't understand it."

Yan Changye glanced at the screen: "How can you be so stupid! There were ten birds, six flew away and three flew back. I asked you to calculate how many there are now."

"A bird that flew away has turned back! So, has it decided to stay or go?"

"..." Yan Changye was silent for two seconds, then said, "Whatever."

"I'm out of watercolors. Can I skip this apple coloring exercise?"

"up to you."

Over there, they started to take advantage of the situation again: "Could you write an application to the teacher, asking if I can skip doing homework for a while? I climbed a tree the other day and got stung by a wasp; my hand is still swollen."

Yan Changye's face darkened, and he said impatiently, "I won't write it."

Xie Jian sighed, "I knew I couldn't count on you."

"Is there anything else? If not, I'm logging off."

"I have something else to do." Over there, Little Claw took out another Chinese language exercise book. "Help me check if I've written these characters correctly."

Yan Changye didn't even glance at it, and said perfunctorily, "Yes, they're all correct." "You're lying to a child." Xie Jian snorted, his voice soft yet arrogant, "I even noticed two typos myself."

Yan Changye was too lazy to even say anything this time.

Xie Jian persisted, launching into a relentless pursuit: "The Chinese characters in Hong Kong have too many strokes. I've heard that the characters on the mainland are much simpler. Should I transfer to a school in Beijing?"

Yan Changye glanced at Jiang Manman and, seeing that she was listening with great interest, coughed twice: "Manman, your husband shouldn't be distracted while driving. Why don't you talk to him?"

He paused for two seconds, then lowered his voice slightly: "Is it okay?"

Jiang Manman was intrigued by the soft, sweet voice and readily nodded, "Okay."

Suddenly, there was silence over there!
After a while, Xie Jian's voice rang out again, his tone noticeably louder: "Who is the woman next to you!"

"This is my wife, Jiang Manman." Yan Changye said, enunciating each word clearly. "Thank you for your introduction. Would you like to talk?"

Xie saw the screen on the other end shaking erratically for a few seconds, then the camera switched from the workbook to a fair-skinned little face. The face showed a slight nervousness and shyness, but even more so, excitement.

Jiang Manman took Yan Changye's phone off the stand, held it up to her face, and then greeted Xie Jian:

"Thank you for your introduction, hello."

"Hello, Manman." Xie Jian blinked her big, round eyes. "It's nice to meet you. My name is Xie Jian, Xie as in thank you, and Jian as in meeting."

Jiang Manman looked at that delicate little face and her heart softened slightly: "Okay, thank you. Your Uncle Changye is driving. Do you need me to help you with your homework?"

"No need, tutoring homework is hard work," Xie Jian said considerately. "I'll check my homework using homework software myself."

Jiang Manman hummed in agreement: "Then..."

"Then let's chat!" Xie Jian's eyes blinked, and he smiled sweetly. "Manman, what do you like? I'll buy it for you."

Jiang Manman: "...Auntie can't let a child spend money."

"Then I'll give you the craft I made at kindergarten, okay?" Xie Jian racked his brains. "And the wild honey I personally dug up a few days ago, and the worksheet I got an A on, I'll give them all to you!"

Jiang Manman became interested: "Sure, these are treasures that money can't buy."

Xie Jian's eyes lit up even more: "Manman, would you like me?"

Jiang Manman hummed in agreement: "You are the most beautiful child I have ever seen."

Xie Jian's face turned bright red, her eyes filled with eagerness: "Then when can you be my mom?"

As Yan Changye was driving, he reflexively reached out and hung up the video call!

Because of Xie Jian's last words, Jiang Manman inevitably thought of the painting of his buttocks being beaten up by Yan Changye.

And the accompanying quote: Come to Hong Kong, be my mother.

It took her several seconds to come to her senses. Then she looked at the phone that had been hung up and turned off with dissatisfaction, and said to Yan Changye with slight displeasure, "You hung up so quickly, I wasn't finished talking to you yet."

"What else do you want to talk about?" Yan Changye scoffed. "How to be a good mother to Xie Jian?"

Jiang Manman: "...The kid was just joking, why are you, a grown man, taking it so seriously?"

Yan Changye gave her a deep look: "Don't you think he's annoying?"

Jiang Manman laughed: "Yan Changye, haven't you noticed that he's only annoying in front of you? In front of me, he's incredibly well-behaved."

Upon hearing this, Yan Changye was not angry, but merely gave an ambiguous snort.

Back home, after washing up and lying in bed, Ayla sent a message in the work group: "Boss, Sena and Muchan are both trending! But the trend is completely different from what we expected, it's a bit troublesome..."

(End of this chapter)