Daddy, Here Is Mommy

Seeing that Nanny Wang was busy, Sister Zhou decided to help out.    

"Ah Yu, is Young Master Yanyan really Third Young Master Lu Family's son?"    

Even now, Nanny Wang still did not fully believe that Lin Yanyan was Lu Yiyao's son.    

While she was cooking, she asked Sister Zhou for confirmation.    

"Yes?" Cousin, did you not see that Young Master Yanyan and Third Young Master look exactly the same? "    

"Ah Yu, is this child really Youngest Miss and Third Young Master Lu Family?"    

Nanny Wang stopped what she was doing and confirmed once again.    

"Of course it belongs to the two of them. Cousin, why don't you believe it …" "Aiya, Cousin, the vegetable paste."    

"Ah …"    

It was the first time that Nanny Wang, who always did things with dignity, had made such a mistake. He quickly poured away the Stir-Fried Vegetables and started to cook again.    

He still couldn't calm down.    

Nanny Wang finished her work and carried the dishes to the table. Then she went to the living room to call Uncle Fu and Lin Ange over for dinner. He looked at Lin Yanyan twice and was very happy. At the same time, he was also a bit worried.    

Ye Zichen looked at Uncle Fu subconsciously, but he didn't seem to be abnormal. In his heart, he was just as worried as she was.    

"Mei Gege, these dishes are so delicious."    

Halfway through eating, Lin Yanyan raised his head and blinked his large, obsidian eyes. His little face was soft and cute.    

"Eat more if it's delicious."    

Uncle Fu said with a smile. There was affection in her tone.    

"Alright, Grandpa Fu, you eat too."    

Lin Yanyan was very considerate, even knowing to advise him to eat more. That soft and gentle voice almost melted Uncle Fu and Nanny Wang's heart.    

The more they saw, the more they liked this little child.    

Uncle Fu's eyes started to mist in his sockets.    

Nanny Wang's mood was also very complicated.    

Sister Zhou didn't know about the inside story. She only thought that it was their first time meeting Lin Yanyan and was very excited and happy.    

There was a faint smile on Lin Ange's pretty face, but the sea of her heart was floating. He was afraid that Uncle Fu would be worried, so he forced himself to eat a bowl of rice.    

After the meal.    

After a short break, they started lighting candles on the cake, singing a birthday song to celebrate Uncle Fu's birthday.    

"Happy Birthday …"    

Lin Yanyan's childish song rang out. Uncle Fu could no longer control his emotions and tears fell from his eyes. Nanny Wang quickly handed him a tissue. However, the tears in his eyes could not be wiped clean.    

"I wish Grandpa Fu a happy birthday, blessings like the East China Sea, and a life longer than Nanshan."    

After Lin Yanyan finished singing his birthday song, he clasped his hands together and said in a soft and sticky voice.    

"Thank you, Young Master Yanyan …"    

Uncle Fu said in a trembling voice. His face was covered with happiness.    

He had been in the Lin Family for so many years, and his birthday was the one that made him sigh the most.    

"Grandpa Fu, quickly make a wish."    

Lin Yanyan looked at the flickering candle flame and became excited.    

"Alright, then I wish young master, Youngest Miss, and Young Master Yanyan a safe and happy life …"    

"Grandpa Fu, you can't say your birthday wish, it wouldn't work if you say it out loud."    

Lin Yanyan's black grape-like eyes rolled around, then he raised his head and said seriously.    

"Oh, so it's like that …"    

Uncle Fu purposely froze for a moment and pretended that he didn't know anything.    

"Yes. "Grandpa Fu, make a new wish. This time, don't say it."    

Lin Yanyan tilted his head and reminded Ye Zichen seriously.    

"Alright."    

Uncle Fu also nodded seriously.    

He clasped his hands together and tightly closed his sunken eyes. He silently said in his heart.    

"May Youngest Miss and Third Young Master Lu Family have no further involvement from now on, and be well."    

That was his real birthday wish.    

May this life come to an end. Lu Yiyao and Lin Ange were cut in half and had forgotten each other in this world.    

The candles were flickering, and everyone's faces were brimming with a gentle smile.    

Lin Ange looked at Uncle Fu through the flickering candlelight. In the candlelight, Uncle Fu had aged a lot again. His face was wrinkled a lot and his hair had turned white.    

Time was indeed a pig slaughtering knife.    

The dignified Uncle Fu in his memory had also become like this.    

Lin Ange was deeply moved, but the guilt in her heart grew.    

Back then, if it wasn't for Uncle Fu risking his life to save her, how could she have escaped from the sea of fire? How could he repay her kindness?    

The candlelight left a reflection in her eyes, burning them, making them burn.    

Uncle Fu finally opened his eyes and blew out the candle with Lin Yanyan.    

Not long after dinner, there was not much cake.    

It was his birthday, so he wanted to have a happy birthday in the first place. He didn't ask for the cake to be eaten.    

Sister Zhou sat with him for a while before returning home.    

At this time, it was not convenient for Lin Ange to send her off, so she called her taxi using the software.    

Sister Zhou was naturally very grateful. Before he left, he spoke to Lin Ange.    

"Young Mistress, my son's insurance is going to be paid off tomorrow. I'll call the card you gave me last time, okay? "    

"Sister Zhou, no rush." "Take it first. Buy your son more delicious things to eat and make up for it."    

Lin Ange lightly smiled as she pursed her lips.    

"How can that be?"    

"Alright, it's getting late. Hurry up and go back."    

Lin Ange urged in a low voice.    

The Qingyi Garden was in the Northern City area, but Sister Zhou lived in the Southern City area, so the distance was a little far.    

"Alright, Young Mistress, then I'll be leaving first."    

Sister Zhou still addressed her as "Young Mistress." Lin Ange did not explain herself and waved her hand.    

As the taxi pulled away, she slowly returned to the garden.    

Lin Yanyan was a bit sleepy, so Nanny Wang led him to rest.    

In the quaint living room, only Lin Ange and Uncle Fu were left.    

"Youngest Miss …"    

Uncle Fu narrowed his muddy eyes and called out to Lin Ange in a low voice. Lin Ange understood that he had something to ask her.    

"Uncle Fu, I know what you want to ask? "This child is Lu Yiyao's …"    

"Mm …"    

Uncle Fu's eyes flashed. His face was calm, but his heart was in turmoil.    

Even though she already knew the answer, she was still shocked when she heard Lin Ange's answer from her own mouth.    

"Uncle Fu, on that night four years ago, there was a coincidence. He and I …"    

Lin Ange lowered her head and wrung her hands. The scar on her heart was torn apart again. A sharp pain came from the back of her head.    

The memories of the past were once again recounted, and the scar was torn apart again and again, unable to be healed.    

"Youngest Miss …"    

Misfortune.    

Three simple words.    

Uncle Fu immediately understood what was going on when he heard that.    

At the same time, he understood. Why was it that when Lin Ange came back, Lu Yiyao had found her and the relationship between the two of them had developed so quickly?    

Thinking about it, he must have known about the child's existence.    

If it was only because of Young Master Yanyan, then things would be much easier? He was afraid that these two already had feelings for each other, and they were very deep as well.    

Especially Lu Yiyao, he seemed to be unable to extricate himself from Youngest Missqing's deep roots.    

What should he do?    

It seemed that he had to harden his heart.    

However, should he tell Lin Ange or Lu Yiyao the 'truth of that year'?    

No matter who it was, he could not bear it.