Your Little Ones Are Stirring Up Trouble, Mr. Zhan!

Chapter 5: Did We Meet Daddy?

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Su Mumu’s mind and eyes were filled by the handsome man.

The six little ones, abandoned by their only adult, lined up by the roadside, becoming a vivid sight to behold.

Passersby would pause for a few seconds to admire them.

Third-born Wanwan, stood clueless: “Did Auntie Mumu abandon us?”

Eldest Qianqian, furrowed his tender brows: “She said she was bringing us to the park, then she saw a man and ran off.”

Youngest Baobei, the love-struck little one looked up: “Long-legged uncle, so handsome…”

Oh no! Was another boy planning to kidnap their favorite youngest sister? The five older brothers simultaneously lifted their heads, following their sister’s gaze.

“Thud!” The handsome uncle they were gazing at, walked past them and then suddenly collapsed.

The sudden incident caused all six little ones to step back in fright. The six little heads, previously lifted, were now lowered in unison, staring at the unconscious, handsome man in front of them.

Youngest Baobei covered her mouth: “Did he die?”

Eldest Qianqian, scratched his head seriously: “He probably fell ill.”

Second-born Junjun, opened his mouth wide as if he had discovered something new: “Wow, this uncle looks a lot like Qianqian.”

Third-born Wanwan : “Yes, he looks like Qianqian and also like Junjun.”

Fourth-born Mama, grinned: “Is he our daddy? We should take him home.”

Fifth-born Lele stared at the unconscious man, asking, “Where did this uncle come from? And where am I?””

Eldest Qianqian, was the most sensible one, he had promised to take care of his siblings, he waved his little chubby hands like a conductor: “Everyone step back, Mommy said not to approach strangers.”

“But we don’t have a dad, let’s take him home and make him our dad.” Fourth-born, Mama, was the naughtiest and most creative one, daring to think anything.

Second-born Junjun, raised both hands in agreement: “I agree.”

Third-born Wanwan, echoed: “Agreed.”

Youngest Baobei, the little one, also raised both hands: “Let’s take him home.”

Then, the little faces that had voted in favor turned towards Fifth-born Lele, to ask his opinion.

Lele, feeling shy under their gaze, gave a slight nod.

Eldest Qianqian, sighed, looking resigned: “Alright then.”

The minority must follow the majority. Qianqian decided to fulfill his siblings’ wishes. He pressed his wristwatch phone and made a call: “Uncle officer, my dad fainted. We are lost. You can locate us using my phone…”

At this time of the day, there were few people and cars on the road, so no one noticed the man surrounded by six little ones had fainted.

Three minutes later, the police arrived. Five minutes after that, with the help of the police, the “dad” of the little ones was sent home.

“The doctor just checked him; your dad just fell asleep. He’s alright, he will be fine after some sleep, so you don’t have to worry.” the police officer reassured them, in case the kids got scared.

Upon seeing the six adorable children, the officer couldn’t help but admire what a happy family this was.

“Thank you, uncle officer. My mom’s bed is big, we can let Dad sleep in her room.” Eldest Qianqian has always been capable, he is the most mature among the six children.

The two policemen managed to carry Zhan Yeling into the room and laid him on the bed.

Worried about the children’s safety at home, one of the policemen squatted down to Qianqian’s eye level: “Do you have your mom’s phone number? If so, call her to come back and take care of you guys. It’s not safe for you to be home alone.”

“I can take care of my siblings, don’t worry, uncle officer. Our mom will be back soon.” Qianqian patted his small chest as a sign of assurance.

The officers couldn’t help but smile at his adorable manner.

The kids seemed so sensible, they probably were used to taking care of themselves at home.

After the policemen left, the little treasures gathered around the bed, curiously staring at the handsome man.

The youngest Baobei pinched his nose with her chubby fingers: “He has such a high nose, and a pretty mouth.”

Second-born Junjun brought out a mirror, comparing himself to the man on the bed, and exclaimed in his small voice: “He’s as handsome as I am.”

“Bam!” The door was abruptly pushed open.

Eldest Qianqian panted, “Mom, mom is back.”

“Let’s get out quickly.”

The room turned into a whirlwind of activity.

The six children obediently lined up in the living room and the bedroom door was closed.

When Xiong Miao walked in, she saw six small figures lined up neatly. Their dark eyes were moving around, as if they were thinking up mischief.

“What are you guys up to?” Xiong Miao asked, one hand covering her face and the other taking off her backpack and hanging it at the door.

The keen-eyed Qianqian saw the bruise hidden behind her hand: “Mom, did you get into a fight? Are you hurt?”

Xiong Miao let out a small smile, realizing she couldn’t hide the truth, she removed her hand from her face.

“Look, look, mom has turned into a real panda now.”

Not only her mouth, but the area around her eyes was also darkened.

Clearly, she was beaten.

“Mom, let me get you some water,” Eldest Qianqian sympathized.

“Mom, let me help you.” Youngest Baobei walked to her feet, looking up with her small head, extending her tiny hand, worried that her mom might be in pain.

“Mom, I’ll get medicine for you, don’t cry,” Second-born Junjun quickly shuffled to the refrigerator.

But the medicine box was too high, even on tiptoes, his little hands couldn’t reach.

“Thank you, my treasures. Mom is fine, I don’t need medicine. You all go play in the toy room. I’m feeling dizzy and want to lie down for a while.” The children’s concerned, innocent eyes felt like a sugar rush that replaced her bitterness with sweetness.

She had just finished an interview at a design company. As she left the taxi in her residential area, she was grabbed by Xiong Jingxi and beaten.

She refused Su Hongyi’s offer to support her financially, but he played the victim and blamed her instead.

Xiong Jingxi, without knowing the full story, accused her of seducing Su Hongyi.

He took advantage of her unpreparedness and beat her up.

Two despicable men and a vile woman; they’re all the same – a match made in heaven.

Xiong Miao’s head was buzzing now, she wondered if she was experiencing a concussion.

She needed to rest, and soon.

With little thought, Xiong Miao pushed open the bedroom door, and collapsed onto the bed.

Zhan Yeling, laid by the police on the bed, was partially covered with a blanket by Youngest Baobei to prevent him from getting cold, leaving only his face exposed.

Xiong Miao didn’t pay much attention, completely unaware that there was another person lying beside her.

Her eyelids felt heavy, and she fell asleep within seconds.

Ten minutes later.

The front door of Xiong Miao’s house was forced open from the outside.

Xiong Jingxi, leading a large group of people, some carrying cameras, some holding microphones, and others clutching notepads and pens – a bunch of journalists.

Seeing the living room empty, Xiong Jingxi commanded excitedly, “That vixen must be living here, let’s find her quickly. Once found, you can freely take her photos, let everyone see that bewitching face of hers!”