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Chapter 721: The So-Called Parent-Child Outfit

Chapter 721: Chapter 721: The So-Called Parent-Child Outfit

"Yes, how about that... We bought it from an online store..." Baby Boy said as he reached out with his chubby hand and touched Young Master Yanhuang’s face.

An action like this done by someone else would definitely warrant a glaring look from Young Master Yanhuang. He would then holler, "Who are you and why are you acting like an idiot!?"

But this time, the person doing so was his own son. He had no choice but to just glare and then tap his son’s round forehead with his own.

"If you guys can wear this, why can’t I?" he complained.

Baby Boy and Zhu Qianying locked eyes again. The boy’s chubby hand was still grabbing his father’s face, with his forehead leaning against the latter’s. "Really?"

Young Master Yanhuang nodded, "Yes, really!"

Zhu Qianying, on the other hand, caused mischief by tugging Young Master Yanhuang’s ear, "Seriously?"

Finding the situation both amusing and frustrating, Young Master Yanhuang took a glance at his wife, "Seriously!"

Caught unawares, Zhu Qianying and Baby Boy shared a loud high-five.

"See Mommy, I told you Daddy wouldn’t object!"

Shrugging, Zhu Qianying expressed her agreement, "Okay, fine. This meal is on me!"

Young Master Yanhuang had a slight suspicion that he’d been tricked. He raised his head to look at his son, "Son, spill the beans!"

With both of his arms around Young Master Yanhuang’s neck, the boy buried his face into his father’s shoulder and started giggling. This left a baffled look on Young Master Yanhuang’s face, but since he was in a great mood, he decided to let him finish laughing before answering.

After a good bout of laughter, the little boy finally raised his head, "Daddy, we did get one for you too! But, Mommy said that you would find it ridiculous. So, even if we bought it, you wouldn’t wear it!"

Upon realizing that he had indeed been set up, Young Master Yanhuang didn’t get angry. He relinquished his hold on Zhu Qianying and, holding his son, walked towards the cloakroom.

"Son, tell Daddy, where’s the outfit?"

From behind, Zhu Qianying couldn’t resist adding fuel to the fire. She loudly called out, "Young Master Yanhuang, are you sure your burly figure can pull off wearing suspenders? If you parade around in public like that, people might accuse you of trying to look younger than your age!"

Young Master Yanhuang chose to ignore her comments. At this point, it was less that he fancied the suspenders and more that he was swayed by the matching mother-son outfits. He was also an indispensable member of this family of three, so why should he be left out?

A few minutes later, Young Master Yanhuang, originally dressed casually, seemed like a completely different person.

Not only did he don a white T-shirt with suspender trousers, but he also wore a duck tongue hat, a far cry from his usual fashion style. The sight left Zhu Qianying dumbfounded.

What was even more outrageous was that Young Master Yanhuang, dressed in this attire, didn’t seem at all ridiculous. He actually seemed like a twenty-something young man.

Zhu Qianying attributed this illusion to Young Master Yanhuang’s hip-hop styled duck tongue hat and the fact that only one buckle of his suspenders was fastened. The other hung loosely, giving him an easy-going vibe. This, combined with his eyecatching physique and long arms, dictated the overall fashion style.

"So, am I just irresistible?" Young Master Yanhuang smugly whistled at Zhu Qianying.

She found herself nodding in agreement, "Indeed, you look very handsome!"

Young Master Yanhuang had one hand in his jeans pocket while the other was held behind his back.

Seeing Zhu Qianying’s reaction, he understood that he had made the right fashion choices. As if by magic, he brought two duck tongue hats from behind his back. One for Zhu Qianying and the other for their son.

After putting on the hats, he bent down to assist his son in unbuttoning one side of his suspenders, rendering it as casual as his own.

Sure enough, this act transformed the little boy from a cute chubby boy into a rogue chubby boy.

Of course, the little boy never admitted to being chubby.

Zhu Qianying crossed her arms and carefully inspected the father-son duo, "Hmm, not bad!"

Upon unbuttoning his son’s trousers, Young Master Yanhuang stood up and stepped in front of Zhu Qianying. With a swift move, he unbuttoned one side of her own trousers as well.

"Um, this is what you call a matching family outfit!" Young Master Yanhuang took a good few seconds to regard her appearance. Then, he spun around and gave his son, who was looking up at them, an approving nod.

After he was done talking, he beckoned for the little boy to come over. The boy obediently walked over to him and automatically placed his small hand in Young Master Yanhuang’s larger one.

"So are we going out for a meal or for a street photoshoot?"

Reminded of something by her comment, Young Master Yanhuang ordered the servants to take a few family photos before they left the living room.

Zhu Qianying checked the photos on her phone, itching to post them on Weibo. However, she remembered they were presently vacationing in M country.

After taking the family photos, Young Master Yanhuang took a few more shots of his wife and son together, some individual portraits, as well as some father-son and husband-wife portraits. Of course, he also took a few photos of his dashing and young-looking self.

In the car, the family of three huddled together to admire their different photos. The more Young Master Yanhuang saw, the more he liked them. "Next time, let’s go for a stroll and a photoshoot!"

"Sounds good!" Zhu Qianying and Baby Boy said in unison as they raised their hands in approval.

Youger Master Yanhuang did not have a hobby of taking selfies. Most photos in their family album were of him during his teenage years, looking distant, like someone who owed a lot of money.

After hitting adulthood, he had taken more professional shots than casual ones. It was only after Zhu Qianying and their son moved in that they occasionally managed to steal some candid shots of him when he was off guard. As for those photos, he didn’t have any special sentiments. But now, he had a sudden thought. He wanted to capture all their good times in the future through a lens.

That way, when he and Zhu Qianying grew old, even if they had a lapse in memory, they could still revisit the beautiful past through these photos of their family of three.

The restaurant they were heading to wasn’t far. It was the Seafood Restaurant they had previously visited once with Bai Xiaolu.

The manager was acquainted with Young Master Yanhuang, but he had only ever seen him in either a business suit or smart casual wear, both reflecting a mature and sophisticated gentleman’s demeanor.

He had never come across such a sunny and youthful version of Young Master Yanhuang.

It wasn’t until Young Master Yanhuang greeted the manager first that he recognized him. "Oh my, Young Master Yan, Mrs. Yan, Little Master. Are you here for an advertisement shoot?"

By implying they were shooting an advertisement, it was equivalent to complimenting him on his good looks, her beauty, and the boy’s cuteness.

"What nonsense is that? Us, in an advertisement? Who could afford to hire us?"

Young Master Yanhuang had simply changed his clothes but the pride within his bones didn’t waver a bit. And of course, his words were not without reason.

The manager also started to laugh, "That’s correct. Apart from the Yanhuang Group, I’m afraid no one else could afford it!"

Little did they expect, the young master, who was being led by his parents, suddenly withdrew his hand from his father’s and raised it high. In his crisp voice, he arrogantly declared, "I can afford it!"