Chapter 3 The Little Master Won't Come Back

"Mom, I'm done."

After being taken away by Li's mother and washing his hands, the little dumpling jumped up and down in front of Xia Wanyuan, staring at Xia Wanyuan carefully with big eyes.

In the past, my mother hated him calling her very much, but Xia Wanyuan just now was so gentle that he couldn't help calling her mother all of a sudden. Will her mother scold him like before this time?

Hearing Xiao Tuanzi's soft and reliant cry, and seeing the care in Xiaobao's eyes, Xia Wanyuan smiled softly, with a soothing taste, "Come and have dinner with mother."

"okay!"

Xiaobao was happy now, Bai Nen's little hand carefully grabbed Xia Wanyuan's hand and sat beside Xia Wanyuan.

"Eat some meat and some vegetables."

Little Treasure buried his head in the bowl, and the baby's fat cheeks were bulging like a small hamster, and he kept eating the dishes that Xia Wanyuan gave him.

Under the light, Xia Wanyuan, who was holding vegetables, was gentle and quiet, with a calming temperament. If it weren't for her completely unchanged appearance, everyone would feel that they saw another person.

Looking at the harmonious atmosphere of one big and one small together, these people sighed in their hearts. Although the young master grew up with a golden spoon in his mouth, the young master was too busy, and Miss Xia never cared about him. This child is actually quite pitiful.

She looks so happy and simple now, just like a three-year-old child should look like.

Estimating the child's appetite, and seeing that he was full after eating a bowl, Xia Wanyuan asked people to withdraw the food.

In her previous life, when she was traveling abroad to recruit talents, she was often hungry and full, which caused Xia Wanyuan to suffer from a bad stomach. Therefore, after the Fu Dynasty settled down, she developed the habit of taking a walk after dinner.

When I first came in, I glanced at the place where she lived now. Compared with the imperial garden in the previous life, the courtyard of the villa was much smaller, but it was barely enough to take a walk.

"A walk after dinner is good for your health. Let's go out for a walk and come back to take a bath and sleep, okay?"

"it is good!"

Now Xia Wanyuan can say anything Xiaobao says, looking at Xia Wanyuan's big eyes full of trust.

Pinching Xiaobao's face, Xia Wanyuan put on his coat, put clothes on Xiaobao, and then led him to the yard.

The yard in front of this villa is about the size of a football field, and there are bursts of flowers and insects from the well-kept flowerbed.

Xia Wanyuan walked slowly with Little Treasure, and the breeze blew on her face, which was very refreshing.

Xiaobao raised his head to look at Xia Wanyuan from time to time, feeling Xiaobao's dependence, Xia Wanyuan's heart softened, he pulled Xiaobao to the swing placed in the yard, and held Xiaobao in his arms.

"Mommy, there are a lot of stars today!" Xiaobao leaned on Xia Wanyuan's arms, smelling the fragrance from her mother's body, which was not bad, and felt extremely happy.

"Well, it's a lot, do you know what star that is?"

Following Xia Wanyuan's finger, Xiaobao saw a particularly bright star shining in the sky.

"I know, Mom, the teacher taught it, that's the North Star."

Xiaobao is precocious. Going to kindergarten puts him in the communication environment of many children, but usually arranges additional teachers to give him early education, so he knows more and is smarter than children of the same age.

"Then do you know who made the North Star?"

Now it was difficult for Xiaobao, looking at Xia Wanyuan in confusion.

"I used to have two very good friends, one called the Antarctic fairy and the other called the North Pole fairy, one day."

Xia Wanyuan patiently told Xiaobao the legendary stories she had seen in the anecdotes before, with the stars twinkling in the sky and the insects chirping in the garden.

Time passed by, and a gust of cool wind blew, bringing some coolness.

"It's too late, you have to take a shower in a while, let's go in."

"Yeah!" Little Treasure looked at Xia Wanyuan admiringly, her mother was amazing and knew everything.

Just as he got up and was about to enter the house, the sound of a car came from the gate.

Xia Wanyuan turned around and looked at the door, her brows raised slightly, it was time to come.

The door was opened, and a handsome young man with glasses got out of the car. When he saw the mother and son standing in the park holding hands, surprise flashed in the visitor's eyes, but he returned to calm and accelerated his pace towards this side.

"Miss Xia, the young master has to go to school tomorrow, so he has to go back to rest early. The young master needs to get up early. Please Miss Xia not to delay the young master's studies in the future."

Lin Jing stood still in front of Xia Wanyuan, and spoke as usual, but the words remained intact for a while, and he didn't hear the expected scolding. He looked at Xia Wanyuan unexpectedly, and held his breath for a moment.

The lights in the garden were dim, and I hurried over just now, but I didn't have time to carefully observe the unrecognized lady.

Taking a closer look at the person in front of her right now, she did not wear Fendai. Under the shadow of the light, she added an unidentified charm to her perfect facial features. She was calm and elegant, standing in a pavilion, which made him, the special assistant to the president, who had seen thousands of beautiful women, amazed.

"Miss Xia?"

Xia Wanyuan was clearly in front of him, but he couldn't help asking, as if the person in front of him had subverted his cognition.

"You're here to pick up Xiaobao, tell me what to say, ask him." With a cold voice, Xia Wanyuan finally spoke.

"Little Master?" Lin Jing suppressed the doubts in his heart, with a standard smile on his face, squatted down and asked Xiaobao.

"I don't want to go back, I want to be with Mommy." Xiaobao took two steps back and reached out to hug Xia Wanyuan's leg.

A strange color flashed across Lin Jing's eyes. Although the child in front of him was only three years old, as the only grandson of the current Jun family, his right to speak was much heavier than that of Xia Wanyuan.

Seeing how close the young master and Xia Wanyuan were, Lin Jing was very surprised, but the young master didn't want to return, and he couldn't force it, so he straightened up immediately.

"Then I won't bother. Miss Xia remembers to send the young master to school tomorrow morning."

"Yeah." Xia Wanyuan responded and pulled Xiaobao back to the house.

Lin Jing behind him looked at Xia Wanyuan who was Xiaoxiao Tingting, his eyes narrowed, he also turned and walked out, got in the car, took out his mobile phone and made a call.

Back in the house, Li Ma, who had been waiting for a long time, saw that Lin Te, who was beside the young master, did not take the young master away. She thought in her heart, could it be that this "madam" is going to sit tight? Now it is much more respectful than before.

Noticing the change in Li Ma's attitude, Xia Wanyuan didn't say much, just asked Li Ma to take Xiaobao to take a bath.

"Mom is going to take a bath too, we'll see you later."

Xiaobao hugged Xia Wanyuan's arm tightly, not wanting to be separated from her.

Xia Wanyuan was helpless, and blinked at Xiaobao, "Go take a bath, will your mother sleep with you at night?"

"Really?" Little Treasure's eyes widened, and his black grape-like eyes shone brightly. He had never slept with his mother before!

"Mom, I'm going to take a bath right away!" Before Xia Wanyuan could answer, Xiaobao hurriedly dragged Ma Li to the bathroom.

Xia Wanyuan smiled helplessly, and walked up to the bedroom on the second floor to wash up.

Looking at the numerous bottles and jars on the dressing table, Xia Wanyuan studied it side by side for a long time, and felt the moisturizing feeling on her face after applying the skin care products to her face, Xia Wanyuan was amazed.

No matter what era, there is no woman who doesn't love beauty. After taking a bath and slowly applying the skin care products according to the procedure, Xiaobao has already been waiting on the bed.

The little dumpling that had been steamed by the heat was all pink and tender, with fluffy hair with a few stubble hairs, and his big eyes looked at the direction of the door from time to time.

"Mommy!"

Finally seeing Xia Wanyuan's figure appearing at the door, Xiaobao's eyes suddenly lit up, and Bai Nen's arms kept waving towards Xia Wanyuan.

"Come here and hug mom."

With a smile in Xia Wanyuan's eyes, she lifted the quilt and embraced a ball of milky little treasure in her arms. The soft ball completely inspired Xia Wanyuan's motherhood.

"What did you do at school today?" Xia Wanyuan raised her younger siblings and knew how important it was to understand the daily life of children to communicate with them.

"The teacher taught us to read children's songs this morning, and later taught us to read poems." Xiaobao was lying in Xia Wanyuan's arms excitedly, sharing his school life with her, and his voice dropped as he spoke.

Hearing that there was no sound, Xia Wanyuan lowered her head and looked at the small soft mass in her arms, she couldn't help but gently kissed his forehead.