My baby is three and a half years old, and I am the favorite of all the wealthy families.

Chapter 393: Don’t you have the ability to read minds?

The big white goose raised its little head proudly, "Gah!"

Isn't this something visible to the naked eye?No need to guess too much.

Ye Rongyuan opened the door and glanced at it.

Could this big white goose have the same ability to read minds as An An?
What a god.

As soon as he walked out of the office, the big white goose followed him out and rushed to the door of Mrs. Ye's office.

Then, it looked back at Ye Rongyuan, its little eyes seemed to be urging him: Come and open the door if you don't leave yet!I can't open the door!

Ye Rongyuan muttered to himself about the impregnated white goose and walked over.

But he didn't rush to knock on the door. Instead, he looked around first to make sure there were no group employees passing by. Then he leaned against the office door and listened with his ears to what was going on inside.

Whether it was because the sound insulation was too good or because it was so quiet inside, Ye Rongyuan listened patiently for nearly a minute and didn't hear anything.

The big white goose couldn't wait any longer, raised one wing and patted his trousers, "Gah!" What are you talking about!Hurry up and open the door!
Ye Rongyuan shushed it, lowering his voice, "Why are you so anxious! Wait a minute!"

After "coaxing" the big white goose, Ye Rongyuan leaned against the door panel again to listen to what was going on inside.

The big white goose squatted on the ground, "Gah!"

I don't understand what this person is listening to. Cub An An and her grandmother are not talking.

After two or three minutes, Ye Rongyuan finally gave up eavesdropping and raised his hand to knock on the door, "Mom, An'an."

A voice of purring soon came from inside: "Uncle, please come in~"

Just hearing the little milky sound, Ye Rongyuan's lips couldn't help but raise up, he opened the door and looked inside.

There was no one at the desk. His mother and An An were sitting on the sofa. There was a pile of thick photo albums stacked on the table, and each of them still had a photo album in their hands.

Ye Rongyuan walked in, looked at the photo albums, and asked, "Mom, An'an, are you looking at the photos?"

Aren't you talking about something?
Mrs. Ye glanced at him lightly and asked him: "An An said she heard your voice a few minutes ago. What are you doing standing outside the door?"

"Ahem... well..." Ye Rongyuan avoided his mother's scrutinizing gaze. With a flash of inspiration, he pushed the pot to the big white goose that couldn't speak human words: "This big white goose is running around. I asked it to come with me." An'an."

The big white goose was happily running towards the baby An An. When he heard Ye Rongyuan's words, he immediately stopped and said, "Gah!!!"

Nonsense!Where is this goose running around!
Qin Sui'an looked at the angry white goose, and then at his uncle who looked slightly guilty.

Just as he was about to translate the words of the big white goose to his uncle, the next moment, Qin Suian's small mouth was quickly covered by a big hand: "Huh?"

Ye Rongyuan, with quick eyes and quick hands, sat beside An An and changed the topic with a smile: "An An, do the photos look good? Have you seen a lot of photos of your mother?"

Mrs. Ye looked at her youngest son helplessly, raised her hand and slapped away his hand covering her granddaughter, "Are your hands dirty?"

"Not dirty, not dirty, white and clean." Ye Rongyuan chuckled and retracted his hand.

Qin Sui'an was interrupted by her uncle and forgot to translate Big White Goose's words. Her attention fell back on the photos in the album, and she curved her round eyes happily: "An'an saw many photos of Mom, and Photos of Mom and An An as big as each other, little Mom~"

Ye Rongyuan was infected by her emotions and raised the corners of his lips, "Your mother looked so much like you when she was a child!" He didn't have much impression of his sister Chao Si's appearance when she was a child. She was three years older than him. When he has the memory, By that time, my sister had grown up a bit.

Qin Sui'an is very happy that she looks very much like her mother. She thinks her mother is very beautiful. If she can be like her mother, then she can also look beautiful.

At this time, Qin Sui'an did not forget to praise his little uncle, "My little uncle is also very good-looking!"

"Me?" Ye Rongyuan chuckled, "Are An'an saying I look good now, or do you think I looked good when I was a child?"

"They all look good!" Without thinking, Qin Sui'an flipped the photo album forward in her arms and turned to the page with the photo of her little uncle. She pointed at the little boy in the photo and praised: "Little little uncle." It’s beautiful too!”

Ye Rongyuan bent down slightly. The photo was taken on his fourth birthday. The little boy in the photo was wearing a mini suit, like a little adult. He was wearing a birthday hat with the number "4" on his head, and he had a stern look on his face. Stare into the camera.

Ye Rongyuan touched his chin, "It looks pretty good, but it just needs a beating."

When he saw it himself, he felt that the child was a bit awkward.

Mrs. Ye glanced sideways at him: "You also know."

"As a kid, I never experienced severe beatings from society. It's normal for me to be a bit naughty." Ye Rongyuan said these words without feeling ashamed at all, "I have restrained myself now, and being gentle makes me rich."

The big white goose was the first to jump out and refute his words: "Gah!" Shameless!How dare you say such a thing!
Qin Sui'an looked at the big white goose and blinked her round eyes, as if she was wondering whether to translate this sentence to her uncle. After all, this sentence was not a nice word.

Ye Rongyuan followed An An through a few pages of the photo album, a little absent-minded, and frequently looked at his mother and An An with hesitant eyes.

Qin Sui'an was so focused on looking at the photo album, and because she didn't listen to her little uncle's inner thoughts, she didn't notice anything strange about her little uncle.

Mrs. Ye kept her composure and pretended not to find anything, without asking a word.

In the end, Ye Rongyuan couldn't hold it in anymore and asked tentatively: "Mom, what were you and An An talking about just now?"

"Talk about your sister." Mrs. Ye pretended to be confused and looked up at him, "What's wrong?"

"It's...it's nothing." Ye Rongyuan felt itchy and wanted to ask directly, but was a little hesitant.

He was having a fierce internal battle between asking bluntly or politely.

At this moment, Ye Rongyuan suddenly noticed something was wrong.

In the morning, he was just too happy and laughed a little happily in his heart, so he made An An unbearable. But now, he feels that he has a lot to say in his heart. Why does An An seem not to be bothered by what he says at all? arrive?

Thinking like this, Ye Rongyuan tilted his head and stared at An An's little face carefully.

Qin Sui'an felt his uncle's gaze and tilted his head to look back.

The two looked at each other for a while, and the little girl spoke first. She blinked her round eyes in confusion: "What's wrong, uncle?"

Ye Rongyuan asked curiously: "An'an, don't you think I'm noisy?"

"Uncle didn't say anything, he didn't make any noise." Qin Suian shook his head honestly.

(End of this chapter)