Jiang Nan had always been carefree, and even those around him knew he was a young master who was disorganized in his actions, yet completely unpretentious.
Everyone seemed to forget that, despite his lack of pretense, he carried the blood of the Jiang Family and was the most favored heir of the Jiang Family.
When he got serious, the noble aura in him would silently spread, making people unconsciously forget that he was still just a little over four years old!
"Hurry up and drive!"
Jiang Nan furrowed his brow, remembered something, and reached into the inside pocket of his little jacket to pull out a phone.
This was a phone Jiang Jinchen secretly gave him to flirt with girls, instructing him not to let Ning Yanan find out, or it would surely be confiscated. He had carried it for so long but hadn’t really used it much. The few phone numbers in it were all related to Meimei, and now it finally came in handy.
His little finger quickly tapped the screen, found Ye Mingmei’s phone number, and dialed it, then waited anxiously.
"Ring—ring—"
The call connected quickly, but after several rings, no one answered.
"Mingmei, pick up the phone!"
Jiang Nan stared at the flashing phone screen, clenched the phone tightly with his little hand, and his handsome little face tensed up.
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On the other end.
Ye Mingmei had just arrived at the huge international airport, her handbag placed inside her suitcase, completely unaware that the phone inside was vibrating.
Little Meimei obediently followed her mom, holding onto Ye Mingmei’s clothes, curiously looking around the airport.
She had grown up so much without ever traveling abroad with her parents. The furthest she had ever been from the Ye Family was the private villa and Diwu Zexuan’s private laboratory.
Now with the chance to go out and play, apart from missing her childhood friends, she was filled with intense curiosity.
"Mom, where did Dad go?"
Little Meimei waited in the lounge for a while but didn’t see Bai Zheng return. Her little face started to show unease, and she pouted as she asked Ye Mingmei.
Just as her voice fell, a steady and strong sound of footsteps was heard outside the VIP lounge door.
Bai Zheng’s dashing figure crossed through the crowd, striding towards the mother and daughter. As he got closer, he bent down to pick up his little princess and gave her a kiss on her cheek.
"Did you miss Dad, hmm?"
"Mm! I missed Dad. Mom said that a day apart feels like three years." Little Meimei wrapped her little arms around Bai Zheng’s neck, leaned in to give him a kiss, and then pulled back, turning her head to look at Ye Mingmei.
"I didn’t teach Meimei that..." Ye Mingmei was stunned and instinctively wanted to explain, but before she could finish, Bai Zheng interrupted her.
He put Meimei down, and his tall figure moved towards her, his powerful presence and deep gaze making it so that Ye Mingmei couldn’t even speak, just looking at him in a daze.
She was cornered against the wall by his arm, lifted her head in shock, and finally came to her senses, "I didn’t teach Meimei to say that." She was set up by her daughter!
"Does it matter?"
Bai Zheng’s wicked eyes lowered, staring intently at her.
It was as if he forgot everyone around, and his eyes were filled with only her.
His long fingers caressed her delicate cheek, thin lips approached hers, stopping just a hair’s breadth away, each word deliberate.
"Wife, thank you for waiting for me, so bravely waiting for me..."
"..."
Ye Mingmei met his earnest eyes, deeply moved, yet the next second, heard him change his tone.