Runaway Wife: Please, Have Another Baby!
Chapter 419 - 420 Who Are You

Chapter 419: Chapter 420 Who Are You

"Xiaofeng!"

The little one called out the horse’s name, and Xiaofeng, seeing its owner, also revealed an excited expression, prancing in circles, wanting to come over.

The coachman did not stop it, immediately releasing its reins. Xiaofeng ran towards Gan Tang, affectionately nuzzling the little one’s outstretched palm.

Feeding it the apple he had brought, Gan Tang lifted his little hand and stroked its mane.

"Are you bored too?"

The horse chewed on the apple, joyfully snorting, its hooves tapping on the grass.

Glancing at the maid and nurse beside him, Gan Tang took a step forward, and seizing the opportunity, he deftly leaped onto the horse’s back.

"Xiaofeng, let’s go!"

By the time the two reacted, the little one had already ridden the horse several meters away.

"Young master!"

The crowd called out anxiously.

"I’ll take a ride around and come back; nothing will happen!" He waved to them and lightly tapped the horse’s back, "Xiaofeng, faster!"

The horse snorted, picking up speed, turning its head and galloping into the back garden.

"Slow down!"

"Be careful!"

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The nurse and maid, far from reassured, shouted loudly as they trotted into the back garden after him.

Sitting on the horse’s back, feeling the early summer warm breeze brushing against his face, Gan Tang took a deep breath, "Ah, with such weather, it’s a pity to lie in bed receiving injections; it would be great to play polo with Grandpa and Grandma."

Murmuring to himself, he naturally turned the horse around, bypassed a cluster of flowering trees, and quickly the horse reached the end of the garden.

Actually, the garden wasn’t small, but for a galloping horse, the space was indeed limited, so Gan Tang could only lightly guide the reins, letting Xiaofeng make a round along the grass of the park.

Xiaofeng trotted past the flowering trees and suddenly stopped, restlessly stamping its hooves.

"What’s wrong?"

Gan Tang patted its back soothingly and lifted his eyes to look deep into the flowering trees.

Behind the flowering trees was a fence, and in the gaps between the trees, a figure flickered past.

"Who’s there?"

He called out loudly.

From behind the fence, a silence followed.

Gan Tang held the reins, calming the somewhat agitated Xiaofeng, then dismounted and walked through the grove of flowering trees to the fence.

On the other side of the fence stood a person.

It was a tall, thin man, probably in his twenties.

From head to toe, dressed in black, a handsome face with a pair of dark eyes sizing him up.

"Who are you?" asked Gan Tang.

Moses did not speak but squinted, examining the little one in front of him. He had seen pictures of Gan Tang and of course recognized the child at a glance.

But even without the pictures, he could easily have recognized that this was Gan Yuan’s child.

The child’s eyes, vivid and black like the night, were incredibly similar to Gan Yuan’s in his youth, never showing fear in the face of others.

"Aren’t you afraid?" he asked.

The little one tilted his head and scrutinized him seriously.

"Why should I be afraid?"

Almost twenty years later, the same line was repeated.

Only this time, it was Gan Yuan facing him.

This time, it was her son.

Moses took a deep breath, crouching down, his gaze fixed on the little figure through the fence.

"How old are you?"

The little one countered with a question of his own.

"How old are you?"

He raised an eyebrow with displeasure, "Answer my question."

"Why should I answer you?" asked the little one, not the least bit intimidated.

Indeed, he was her child, so much like her from back then.