Do Not Speak Ill of My Mother!
Chapter 183: Yan Bao imitates others.

Chapter 183: Yan Bao imitates others.

"Hello, Boss Cai," Yan Yueqing greeted everyone to sit down. "I’ve brought a lawyer; any issues regarding the contract agreement will be handled by him."

She even brought a lawyer? It seemed the other party really came prepared!

Boss Cai was quite relieved. "I’ve prepared everything, Miss Yan, please."

Yan Yueqing looked at him, hesitating to speak, and guessed what he wanted to say. She politely responded, "Regarding the future construction of the property, I still need to consult with Boss Cai. If it’s convenient, how about we exchange contact information?"

Boss Cai was stunned by her answer!

Was she implying what he thought she was?!

Yan Yueqing smiled and said, "Boss Cai, if you’re willing, about the East Suburb... I would like to formally invite you to partner with us!"

Boss Cai: She bought his land, relieved him of his urgent need for funds, and now she was offering to continue a partnership to fulfill his long-cherished dream? Could there really be such a good deal in this world?!

Yan Yueqing: She spent money on land and now the former owner was going to work for her, completing the previous comprehensive design! Could there really be such a good deal in this world?

Both of them felt they had struck it big!

So, after the two exchanged warm and friendly talks, Lawyer Qian stayed in the private room to continue dealing with the property transfer with Boss Cai, while Yan Yueqing and Jun Lii took the children back to Jiang Garden.

On the way, Jun Yan expressed repeatedly his unwillingness to return to the Jun Residence, silencing his father in the process.

A child with a mother is a treasure.

A father is just grass...

He did not feel like talking the whole way, and at times, he didn’t even want to deal with the bratty kid.

When they got back to Jiang Garden, the lights were still on in the main hall, and the great-grandfather was leisurely sipping his tea.

Seeing them return, he stood up with the support of his cane: "Yueqing, you’re back. Just in time, we have a guest at the house today."

"A guest?" Yan Yueqing frowned. "Who would come so late?"

"It’s me, it’s me!" Lin Qiming came out of the inner room, arms wide open. "Yue Bao, I’ve missed you so much!"

Oh!

You little rascal?!

Who was stringing her along with Jiang Xiaoxing’s matter this morning?

Yan Yueqing held a grudge, keeping a cold face, not giving in to his embrace.

Lin Qiming was awkward for two seconds, his hand suspended in mid-air, and finally, with a determined bite of his teeth, he hugged the great-grandfather. "Grandpa, I’ve missed you so much!"

"If you miss grandpa, then you should come to Jiang Garden to see him more often!" The great-grandfather smiled warmly, but as his eyes met his granddaughter’s solemn gaze, he quickly changed his tune. "Still, young people should prioritize their careers!"

Jun Yan watched Lin Qiming’s move: Can you really do that?!

He had upset his godmother, so he could only make up by hugging the great-grandfather?

Then, by that logic, since he just upset his dad, couldn’t he take this opportunity to hug his godmother?!

The little guy followed suit, reaching out to his dad. "Don’t be mad anymore, Daddy, hug?"

Jun Lii frowned and glanced at his son.

Jun Yan was ecstatic!

Yes, that’s the face he wanted to see, and he was about to rush into his godmother’s arms!

The next second, Jun Lii picked up his son with a mix of reluctance and tenderness.

Jun Yan: Something’s not right, something’s not right!!!

Put me down!!!

Wuwuwu......

Jun Lii could certainly feel his son’s shocked expression of rejection beneath the embrace, but now that he was holding him, what could he do? Just drop him?

Yan Yueqing, seeing the standoff between the father and son, reached out to Yan Bao.

Somehow, Jun Lii subconsciously handed his son over to her.

Their actions flowed so naturally... as if they had rehearsed it a million times.

Jun Yan: Can happiness come this suddenly?!

Yan Yueqing held the child with one arm, looking effortlessly cool.

Yan Wang watched the scene, his expression neither jealous nor envious, a faint smile playing on his lips, seemingly very happy.

Yan Yueqing couldn’t bear to just let her precious godson watch, not when Xiao Yan had been snatched away from birth and never experienced a day of motherly love, and Wangwang had likewise spent his time in the hospital from a young age and had been hurt by a fraud...

She squatted down and picked up both her treasures.

One in each hand.

Yan Wang and Jun Yan looked at each other, mirror images of confusion.