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A white Maserati drove into the villa and parked next to a black Rolls-Royce.

There were three cars in the villa: a Maybach, a Rolls-Royce, and an Aston Martin.

Wenren Chen usually travels in a Maybach, which is his preferred car, so Lao Fang almost always drives this car.

There are six parking spaces on the ground and six in the underground garage. Now that Dong Pingting has driven in, she has parked her car in the parking space next to her.

Rong Sao followed, and as Dong Pingting parked the car and got out with her bag, she immediately stepped forward and bowed: "Miss Dong."

Dong Pingting smiled gently at Rong Sao: "Rong Sao, there's no need to stand on ceremony."

Rong Sao bowed her head and said with utmost respect, "It's only right."

Dong Pingting smiled and said nothing more.

She opened the trunk and took the things out: "These things are for Yuyu."

"Ok."

Rong Sao took the things, and Dong Pingting looked towards the villa's living room and said, "Yu Yu seems to be crying, I'll go check on her."

"Yes, Miss Dong."

Dong Pingting, carrying her bag, walked gracefully into the living room.

Aunt Dong had already carried the little one upstairs to the nursery.

She needs to soothe the little one quickly, otherwise everyone will have a headache.

No matter how gently Aunt Dong patted the little guy, talked to him, or gave him various toys, she couldn't soothe him.

Instead, the little one cried even louder, so loudly that the whole villa could hear it, and even people outside the villa could hear it.

This left Aunt Dong at a loss, and she even panicked when she heard the little guy crying so heartbreakingly.

"Young Master is crying like this, what should we do?"

Aunt Dong was sweating with anxiety. She held the little one and looked at the sky outside.

Miss Zhou was supposed to go out earlier, but she postponed it because the old lady hurt her back.

Now, Miss Zhou can finally go out and do her own thing, but the young master started crying less than two hours after she left.

Aunt Dong originally intended to try her best to comfort the young master if he cried, and to let Miss Zhou finish her business as much as possible.

But now, that's probably not possible.

We need to call Miss Zhou and ask her to come back.

Aunt Dong thought for a moment and said, "Young master, don't cry. Grandma Dong will call Miss Zhou right now and ask her to come back."

As she spoke, Aunt Dong picked up the little one and sat down on the sofa, then took out her phone to call Zhou Yi.

Just as she picked up her phone to call Zhou Yi, a gentle voice came through.

"Let me take a look."

Upon hearing the voice, Aunt Dong immediately looked over and saw Dong Pingting, dressed in a demure and elegant manner, walk in from outside the door.

Upon seeing Dong Pingting, Aunt Dong was taken aback. She immediately put away her phone, picked up the little one, stood up, and bowed, saying, "Miss Dong."

Dong Pingting walked in and looked at the little one in Aunt Dong's arms. She wondered if it was just her imagination, but the little one seemed to cry even harder after hearing her voice.

Hearing the crying and seeing the little one moving in Aunt Dong's arms, his little hands clenched into fists and his face covered in tears, Dong Pingting handed the bag to Rong Sao, who had been following her: "Rong Sao, could you please carry this for me?"

"Yes, Miss Dong."

Rong Sao took the bag from Dong Pingting and stood behind her, bowing slightly.

Dong Pingting came up to Aunt Dong and said, "Let me hug her."

She reached out to the little one.

but.

Previously, the little guy had just clenched his two little fists and moved his little body in Aunt Dong's arms, as if he wanted to get out of Aunt Dong's embrace.

But now, the little one is snuggling directly into Aunt Dong's arms, clearly trying to avoid Dong Pingting and not wanting to be held by her.

Such obvious body language is something anyone can see at a glance.

Aunt Dong was taken aback, then said, "Miss Dong, the young master is being fussy right now. When he's fussy, he won't listen to anyone but Miss Zhou."

The little guy has a big temper, but he has never resisted being held by other people, even when it was the first time they met. He would never refuse so directly as he does now.

However, it's likely that the young master was already crying and in a bad mood. Miss Dong and the young master weren't familiar with each other, so it's normal for the young master to be resistant to her sudden visit.

Dong Pingting looked at the little guy who snuggled directly into Aunt Dong's arms, her eyes flickered, and she said, "I'll give it a try."

“I’ve been taking a maternal and infant care class these past few days to learn how to take care of a child. I want to hold Yu Yu and comfort him to see if I can soothe him.”

Her voice was gentle, and she was very patient.

Even though the little one kept crying, she didn't show the slightest impatience.

Aunt Dong was worried that the little guy's crying would bother Miss Dong, since once a child starts crying, he can't stop, and most people can't stand it.

Especially since Miss Dong is not the young master's biological mother.

But to everyone's surprise, Ms. Dong showed no impatience whatsoever and even went to class herself to learn how to take care of children.

Aunt Dong quickly said, "Miss Dong is so gentle, she will definitely be able to coax the young master."

As she spoke, Aunt Dong handed the little one to Dong Pingting.

However, the little one moved even more violently in her arms, and even held tightly to Aunt Dong's clothes with both little hands.

The little one's cries were even more heart-wrenching, like an abandoned child, unloved and uncared for.

Aunt Dong could clearly tell that something was wrong with the little one's crying; it made her heart clench, and even Sister Rong looked over with concern.

Only Dong Pingting remained full of gentleness.

As Aunt Dong took the little one out of her arms, she reached out and took the little one in her arms.

She seemed oblivious to the little one's strong resistance and struggle, and took the little one into her arms, then gently patted, rocked, and moved around.

Her movements, postures, the way she coaxed the child, her expression, and her voice were all impeccable.

She looked like a mother, an incredibly gentle mother, comforting her child.

Aunt Dong didn't want to give the little guy to Miss Dong after hearing his loud crying. He was too unfamiliar with the child, and the young master was crying so hard that even if Miss Dong was very kind, it wouldn't work.

However, before she could retract her hand, the young master was taken away by Miss Dong.

As soon as Miss Dong held the young master, she immediately kept a close eye on him, even raising her hand, for fear that Dong Pingting might accidentally drop the young master.

But seeing Dong Pingting's motherly actions, appearance, and expression, Aunt Dong's tense heart relaxed a little.

Miss Dong clearly did her homework; she wasn't just saying it casually.

They put their heart into it.

Just ...

Aunt Dong looked at the little one in Dong Pingting's arms. Logically speaking, with Dong Pingting being so gentle and speaking so softly, the little one's crying should have subsided.

But it didn't.

The little guy cried even louder and moved more violently in Dong Pingting's arms. He even waved his little hands, trying to grab Dong Pingting's neck.

All that could be heard was a hiss!

A bloodstain instantly appeared on Dong Pingting's fair neck.