When Yu Ziqian heard this, his eyes opened wide.

Sister An Ning was actually looking for herself?

Ma Wang looked at the young master and pointed in the air.

Yu Ziqian shook his head secretly.

No, Sister An Ning said she would not forgive him.

What should I do?

An Ning kept staring at Wang Ma, so she didn't see Yu Ziqian's little movements. "Wang Ma?"

Wang Ma smiled shirked. "This..."

An Ning wanted to take this important step and gently shake Wang Ma's hand. "Tell me the child's name and phone number, please.

Wang Ma was surprised to find that the expressions of the pseudo-mother and son begging others were exactly the same. When her eyes narrowed and her lips pouted, she looked as cute as she could.

Especially Miss An is a pretty big girl who is usually very stern, but she didn't expect that she could be so cute, as if she could drip out of water.

Wang Ma thought An Ning’s request could not be rejected, so she ignored the children’s prayers. “This is the phone number.”

She held her cell phone and showed it to An Ning.

Yu Ziqian snatched his phone over. "No."

An Ning's eyes moved with her cell phone. "Qianqian, be obedient to my sister."

"I don't like you and you like other children." Yu Ziqian cheated him for a while and found a reason.

At this moment, a small crack was opened at the door, and a ball of white hair rolled in happily.

"Woof..." It happily headed straight to Yu Ziqian.

"Qianqian." An Ning was so scared that she hurried to protect the children.

But after running two steps, she stopped in confusion.

The meat ball has no intention of hurting Qianqian, and Qianqian is not afraid of the meat ball at all, but he just doesn't want to play with it to avoid it.

Erha was pleased and jumping. "..."

I didn't pay attention to it last time, but this time she discovered the problem. Meat dumplings and Qianqian seemed to be very familiar with each other.

She asked intuition, "Qianqian, what is your father's name?"

"Ah?" Yu Ziqian was shocked by this question.

Ma Wang turned around in time and covered her mouth and smiled secretly.

An Ning stood aside and asked from a distance. "What's your father's name?"

"My father's name is Yu Dabao." Yu Ziqian called the nickname of his grandmother to his father.

"Puff..." Wang Ma didn't control her well and laughed.

An Ning looked over with a strange look.

Yu Ziqian also looked over and looked complaining.

Wang Ma quickly corrected her attitude and explained in a low voice. "I think it's quite strange for an adult to be called Dabao."

Chief Yu was actually called Yu Dabao by his son. The more he thought about it, the more he became more and more funny.

An Ning also thinks it’s funny, and now it looks like Qianqian and Yu Jingchen look really similar, and the more they look, the more they look.

In addition, Zhou Chen also called Qianqian's grandmother the uncle, and Zhou Chen's uncle was... Yu Jingchen. Isn't that just called Yu Jingchen's mother the uncle?

An Ning squatted down and looked at the little clever ghost. "Qianqian, tell the truth to your sister."

Yu Ziqian made his last resistance and whispered, "Sister, I'm telling the truth. My father is really called Yu Dabao."

"Your father is Yu Jingchen, right?" An Ning asked directly.

Yu Ziqian shook his head and said, "No, my father's name is Yu Dabao."

At this time, the door opened.

Yu Jingchen, dressed in military uniform, pushed the door and walked in. "Are you injured?"

"No." An Ning shook her head, then her eyes rolled back and forth on Yu Jingchen and Yu Ziqian's faces.

Yu Ziqian hurriedly winked at his father. "No, no hurt, uncle."

Yu Jingchen frowned, the boy was still hiding it.

"Yu Dabao..." An Ning suddenly shouted.
Chapter completed!