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Chapter 172 Me and Ying'er's Son

Sure enough, Little Meng Bao's eyes first rolled around on Yan Han's face, and then glanced around the parking lot.

Well, indeed, it's quite big here!
After reviewing the situation, Xiaomengbao made a conclusion in his heart.

"Hmph, how long are your legs? Just wait, I promise to have longer legs than yours in the future!" Little Mengbao hummed, but she threw herself into Yanhan's embrace.

Yan Han has never hugged a child in such a serious manner before, hugging the little Mengbao's limp body, for no reason, he was so nervous that his palms and back were sweating!
The little guy's body exudes a faint milky scent. In the past, Yan Han thought this smell was extremely annoying, but now smelling it, he can't wait to bury his face on the little guy's neck and smell it hard!

However, a person like Young Master Yan who is so used to such a gaffe would definitely not do such a gaffe.

"Well, you promise to have longer legs than Daddy in the future!" He just responded to the little guy's provocation with a good temper.

Unconsciously, that Young Master Yan actually became a respondent.

Although the little guy was picked up by him, he still turned his face away from him.

At this time, Yan Han's mood was indescribably complicated, so he didn't care much about the little guy's resistance.

Furthermore, he was still immersed in the emotions of excitement and self-blame and couldn't extricate himself. Even if the little guy beat him and scolded him at this moment, he probably wouldn't care.

The driver who was waiting by the car early in the morning was very surprised to see his grandfather carrying a child over.

"Grandpa, whose child is this?"

In their memories, Grandpa always avoided children and women.Could it be that the sun rises from the west today?

"Mine!" Yan Han responded, bent over and stuffed the little guy into the car.

The driver was so shocked that he opened his mouth and couldn't speak. He bent over and looked inside to see the little cute baby who was carved like jade.

The driver didn't believe it until he saw that little Mengbao's face was printed like a mold of his own father's!

To be credible and converted, it takes some time to accept this reality.

Until the car drove out of the parking lot, the driver would sneak a few glances at the young master in the back seat who was ignoring his father from the rearview mirror from time to time!
Little Mengbao didn't know whether he was tired or didn't want to deal with Yanhan, anyway, after getting in the car, he took off the backpack without saying a word, took out the earphones from inside, put it on, hugged the backpack tightly to his chest, Then, he closed his eyes and leaned on his head, completely treating Yan Han as nothing.

Yan Han didn't seem to care about the little guy's rude behavior.Instead, he turned sideways and stared at his little face intently for a while.

As for Xiaomengbao, at first, he was really angry and ignored Yanhan, but not long after the car drove away, his head, which was leaning on the back of the chair, drooped.

She has been paying close attention to his Yan Han, reached out and patted his face lightly, seeing that he didn't respond, she simply hugged him and put him on her lap, letting him sleep comfortably in her arms.

I don't know if the little guy is really tired, or he sleeps like a pig like his mother, anyway, until the car drove back to the parking lot of Yan's house, the little guy lying in his arms didn't wake up. once.

Yan Han walked into the house with the little guy in his arms, Uncle Hai who came up to meet him saw the child lying softly in his young master's arms, his reaction was similar to that of the driver.

"Master, this kid?" However, Uncle Hai, who was used to storms, had a much calmer attitude than the driver.

For a moment, Uncle Hai thought that the young master was holding the child of the eldest son of the Ji family.

"My son!" Yan Han's voice was very low, probably because he was afraid of waking up the little guy who was sleeping deeply in his arms.

But even though his volume was not loud, Uncle Hai with sharp ears could still hear his words clearly.

This time, Uncle Hai couldn't be calm anymore. Apart from disbelief, there were many complicated emotions on his face.

"Master, your son? This... this... he is..."

Yan Han glared at him, and reprimanded in a low voice, "Don't think about it! It's me and Ying'er's son!"

After finishing speaking, he ignored Uncle Hai, who was stunned and stunned, as if he had been hit by the Ya acupuncture point, and stepped up the stairs with his long legs.

Uncle Hai stayed where he was, and he didn't fully wake up until the figure of Yan Han holding the little guy disappeared in the corridor on the second floor.

He took out the phone with shaking hands, quickly pulled it out, and the phone was connected. Before the other party could say anything, he shouted excitedly into the microphone.

"Ma'am! Ma'am! Come back quickly with your husband!" The voice was visibly trembling!
"Don't go back! Don't worry about seeing the stinky brat!"

From the microphone, came the angry voice of Mrs. Yan, the tone was as usual, calm and calm with a slight resentment, it seemed that she didn't notice Uncle Hai's excitement and abnormality at all.

Uncle Hai took a deep breath and tried his best to calm down the excitement in his heart, but even so, when he spoke again, his voice was still visibly trembling.

"Ma'am! The young master just came back with the little young master in his arms!"

"what?"

Mrs. Yan's voice suddenly raised several tens of decibels, which made Uncle Hai involuntarily move the microphone away. Immediately afterwards, Mrs. Yan's angry roar came out of the microphone, shaking his eardrums to hurt.

"Young master? Where did he go to find the young master? Don't be..."

"No, it's not!" Uncle Hai hurriedly interrupted Madam Yan, fearing that Madam Yan would think wildly, and quickly added, "The young master said it himself, he said he and Ying'er's son!"

Just as Uncle Hai finished speaking, there was a burst of busy tone coming from the microphone!
On the other side of the earth, Mrs. Yan, who heard the earth-shattering news from the phone, directly picked up the phone, and jumped up from the sofa like a spring and ran towards the terrace.

While running, he yelled loudly, "Lao Yan, Lao Yan, buy a plane ticket now, let's go back and see our grandson!"

Yan Bo, who was leisurely playing Tai Chi on the terrace, turned his head and stared suspiciously at Mrs. Yan.

"Grandson, where is the grandson? Adopted?"

Old Mrs. Yan gave him a hard look, "Adopted, he is the son of Brat and Ying'er!"

Yan Bo stopped his hands and feet, and looked at his wife in disbelief, "Xiao Han and Ying'er's son? Ying'er is back? When did she have a son?"

Madam Yan became impatient, and grabbed his arm, "Hurry up and book the ticket, and we'll talk about the rest later!"

Yan Bo ordered someone to book a plane ticket, and was so excited that she didn't know what to do, so she couldn't wait to pack her luggage, but the servant offered to help, but she refused.

"Honey, the ticket is booked, the flight is in two hours!"

During this short period of time, Yan Bo not only booked the air ticket, but also made a phone call home to find out what happened.

"Wife, Xiao Han said that Yinger sent the grandson back, but Yinger... didn't come back."

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