Rich Daddy, Don't Be Arrogant

0Yeh Beixiao brought the mother and son out of the hospital. In the car, he asked Jiang Xiaolang, "Do you want to go somewhere to play?"     1

    

He had been busy ever since he came back from the south city. Now that he was finally free, he could spend some time with the child.    

    

Bringing his own child to play, and playing with other people's children, the feeling was definitely different!    

    

Jiang Xiaolang pouted, "Go home, there are people waiting at home!"    

    

When the door of the house rang, there would be an alarm on his specially-made watch.    

    

The three of them returned to Maple Courtyard. When Jiang Nanxi opened the door, a little guy pounced over and hugged Jiang Nanxi's thigh. "Auntie, where's Mr Tianlang?"    

    

Jiang Nanxi bent down and picked her up. She pointed at Jiang Xiaolang, who was being carried by Yeh Beixiao behind her. "Here, your Mr Tianlang has become a little baby now!"    

    

When Jiang Xiaolang was two years old, he almost did not let Jiang Nanxi carry him anymore. But now that he met Yeh Beixiao, his IQ and EQ had plummeted.    

    

When he got off the car just now, he was in the car, stretching out his two little hands and looking at Yeh Beixiao.    

    

Yeh Beixiao originally wanted to carry him too. Since his son invited him, there was no reason to reject him, so he carried him upstairs.    

    

Now that Hsu Qiaoqiao saw it, Jiang Xiaolang's little face was a little embarrassed, but he said very confidently, "This is my father!"    

    

It was only right and proper for his son to be carried by his father.    

    

Hsu Qiaoqiao stared with her big eyes and said in surprise, "Mr Tianlang, so you also have a father!"    

    

Jiang Xiaolang curled his lips. "It's not like I'm made of stone. How can I not have a father?"    

    

Hsu Qiaoqiao laughed and clapped her hands. "Okay, okay. We all have a father!"    

    

Jiang Xiaolang looked at her. His eyes were deep, but he did not say anything.    

    

Hsu Qiaoqiao stretched out her small arms and hugged Jiang Xiaolang's face. She said with a wronged face, "Mr Tianlang, you haven't gone to school for a few days. Do you know how much I miss you? I think you can't eat or sleep! Did you miss me?"    

    

Jiang Xiaolang:... Didn't we just not see each other for a few days? Was there really a need for that? I didn't see you lose one or two pieces of meat either!    

    

Jiang Nanxi:... Baby, your confession is really anytime and anywhere!    

    

Yeh Beixiao:... Is your son so charming? He has been remembered at such a young age?    

    

Jiang Nanxi quickly smiled and said, "Xiaolang has been busy these few days. Isn't it Monday tomorrow? He will go to school tomorrow!"    

    

Hsu Qiaoqiao nodded repeatedly. Yes." Yes, yes. I don't want to go to school with Mr Tianlang tomorrow."    

    

"Of course. I'll drive you guys tomorrow!"    

    

Jiang Nanxi did not send them a few times before. Now that her brother was awake, she could not push the matter of receiving them to others.    

    

Hsu Qiaoqiao smiled happily.    

    

A few people entered the door and a tall figure pounced over. " Aiyaya, this is my nephew? My god, he's so handsome. He's practically the same as my brother. Quick, call uncle for a hug. Call uncle..."    

    

Yeh Jingxuan, who had been rushing back to Ann City from Tang City overnight, had dark circles under his eyes. His eyes, however, were shining brightly. He did not seem to be harming his handsome appearance at all.    

    

He stretched out his two big hands, wanting to snatch Jiang Xiaolang from Yeh Beixiao's arms.    

    

Yeh Beixiao glanced at him and let him carry Jiang Xiaolang over.    

    

Yeh Jingxuan really cared about Jiang Xiaolang. When he held Jiang Xiaolang in his arms, he didn't even know what kind of treasure it was.    

    

"Hurry and call uncle. I bought you a gift!"    

    

There were all kinds of paper boxes on the floor of the living room. He did not know what was inside. Seeing that this uncle was very honest, Jiang Xiaolang called him uncle, which made Yeh Jingxuan so beautiful that he almost looked like he was going to heaven.    

    

Jiang Xiaolang struggled to get off the floor. Being carried by his father was asking for fatherly love. Who asked him to owe him? But being carried by someone else was damaging his dignity.    

    

Yeh Jingxuan could not bear to let go of him. He smiled and said, "Let uncle hug again. Aiyaya, it feels so good. It makes me want to have a child too!"    

    

Jiang Xiaolang rolled his eyes. "Someone gave birth to you?"