"Of course, now that brother is back, you can be willful. As long as you're happy, leave everything else to brother!"
The man she referred to was none other than Huo Beichen. Ye Mu Fan gave a faint smile, reached out, and ruffled the little guy in Ye Nuanxi's arms, "Darling, I'm your uncle!"
"Uncle!"
For some reason, even though Little Xingchen hadn't seen his face, upon hearing his voice, he obediently called out "Uncle." Perhaps it was the familial bond, that natural affinity with someone who shared his blood.
"Good boy!"
Ye Mu Fan's gaze softened even more. He had never expected to wake up after four years and not only find his sister well but also have a nephew!
"In broad daylight, you plan to snatch my son away from me so openly and brazenly?"
Huo Beichen's eye twitched, and then his gaze fixed steadfastly on Ye Nuanxi's tear-reddened eyes, "Taking the little one away while giving up on the big one. What do you mean by that?"
