Master Zhan, your daughter has gone out to catch ghosts again.

In the backyard, Jinxi was feeding the little girl when Wen Zijin and Zhou Yuanlu walked over.

Even before she got close, Wen Zijin's gaze was fixed on Yoyo.

She really does look exactly like Zhan Guiting, and she also bears some resemblance to his white moonlight.

Yoyo noticed Wen Zijin's gaze and looked up at her, smacking her lips as she ate and sized up Wen Zijin.

This person looks so familiar.

The little guy counted on his fingers.

Wuhu, it's Mom, it's YoYo's Mom, YoYo's Mom is here!

"Mom~"

Without a word, the little one burst into tears and threw himself into Wen Zijin's arms, sobbing and crying pitifully, "Waaaaah... Mommy, you're finally back! I missed you so much, Mommy..."

Wen Zijin was at a loss. Even though she knew that this was Zhan Guiting's child with his white moonlight, she still had a sliver of hope that it was her own biological daughter.

"Go away, I'm not your mother." Wen Zijin pushed away the "annoying" little dumpling without hesitation.

As soon as she pushed him away, the little guy clung to her again, hugging Wen Zijin's leg like a leech, refusing to let go no matter what.

Looking at this scene, if Jinxi didn't know that Youyou was Zhan Guiting's daughter, she would definitely think that she was Wen Zijin's child, because the two of them looked very similar, and even their eating habits were quite similar.

However, Wen Zijin is only about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, how could she possibly have such a big child?

“You are my mom, and it’s no use denying it. I came out of your belly.”

The little guy puffed out his cheeks as he spoke, and gently rubbed Wen Zijin's lower abdomen with his chubby little hands.

Wen Zijin laughed out loud, tickling the spot, and then forcibly pushed the plaster away.

"Hehe, don't touch here."

Every time the little guy is pushed away, he sticks back on the next second, over and over again, in a loop, giving Wen Zijin a terrible headache.

Seeing this, Ji Yuanlu bent down to pick up the little guy.

But then a tall, burly man scooped up the little dumpling faster than anyone else, cradling it in his arms with an arrogant look that seemed to look down on everyone else.

"Daddy, your wife is back." The little dumpling cupped Zhan Guiting's face and turned it toward Wen Zijing, making him look at Wen Zijing.

Zhan Guiting's gaze remained fixed, always fixed on Yoyo in his arms.

In fact, he had already seen Wen Zijin from a distance. In that instant, he wanted to run over to her, hug her, tell her he loved her, and beg her to come back.

But when he saw the man beside her, who looked exactly like the "Brother Pei" she had described, all the emotions he had accumulated over the years erupted, leaving him with nothing but hatred.

"Sister-in-law!"

Suddenly, several exclamations of surprise came from not far away.

Turning around, I saw Zhan Luya and Zhan Juzhou walking towards me.

"She's a thing of the past, don't call her that." Zhan Guiting glanced at Ji Yuanlu with disapproval, then looked at Zhan Luya and Zhan Juzhou before leaving with Yoyo in his arms.

"Sister-in-law, you're finally back! I've missed you so much!" Zhan Luya skipped and hopped, linking arms with Wen Zijin, looking very affectionate.

Wen Zijin pushed him away and distanced herself from him.

Zhan Luya then noticed Ji Yuanlu next to Wen Zijin. Seeing that the two were not distant from each other, she mistakenly assumed that they were a couple. "Sister-in-law, is this your boyfriend?"

"No, but it will be soon."

Before Wen Zijing could deny it, Ji Yuanlu blurted it out. His demeanor was gentle and refined, making Zhan Luya feel that Wen Zijing, this country bumpkin, had gotten a good deal.

Fortunately, she and her brother are divorced, so it doesn't matter who she's with now.

"Sister-in-law, may we talk alone?"

Zhan Juzhou, who had remained silent until now, finally spoke, and he did so with such maturity and composure.

Zhan Luya wanted to go along, but Zhan Juzhou reminded her that it was her birthday party and it would be disrespectful for the birthday girl to hide.

golf course

Zhan Guiting is teaching the little guy how to play basketball.

The little guy seems to be very good at sports; he hits the target every time he swings his arm.

"You're so good at playing ball, but why is it so difficult for you to learn math and read?" Zhan Guiting said irritably, as if nothing had happened.

"Daddy, I'm not playing with you anymore, I'm going to find my mommy."

The little guy threw his cue stick on the ground and ran away.

"return!"

Zhan Guiting pulled the little brat back from behind, sat her on the recliner, and placed her on his abs.

She is not your mother.

Yoyo saw Zhan Guiting looking so serious, puffed out her cheeks, pinched her chubby little hands, and did some more calculations.

It's definitely Mom. She would never make a mistake on something this important.

“Daddy, you’re wrong. She is my mom. If you and mom have a conflict, you need to communicate and resolve it in time. Otherwise, mom will be taken away by the uncle next to her, and you’ll be in the crematorium of chasing after your wife.” The little guy was earnestly advising him, and he was really worried about his old father.

Zhan Guiting affectionately pinched the little dumpling's chubby cheeks.

The little guy, at such a young age, is so mature for his age. He even knows how to communicate and resolve conflicts, and he knows about the "wife-chasing crematorium" scenario.

"Who taught you the 'chasing-back-to-the-wife-in-the-cremation' technique?" Zhan Guiting was both angry and amused.

"I heard it when my third uncle was reading the script."

Zhan Guiting's face darkened. "Doesn't Zhan Juzhou know to keep a watchful eye on the kids when he reads these melodramatic scripts?"

Suddenly, Zhan Guiting's phone rang; it was Zhan Weiguo calling.

"Hey."

"Zhan Guiting, where did you take my precious granddaughter? Even if you don't want to attend Yaya's coming-of-age ceremony, you can't take my precious granddaughter away! Hurry up and bring her back! We need to cut the cake! The guests are waiting." Zhan Weiguo's scolding voice came from the phone.

"Yay yay yay, time for cake, time for cake, Daddy, hurry up, let's go eat cake."

Upon hearing about the birthday cake, the little guy excitedly jumped off Zhan Guiting and pulled him towards the court.

Hearing his beloved granddaughter's sweet, baby voice, Zhan Weiguo couldn't stop smiling on the other end of the phone. "Yes, yes, yes, let's eat cake, baby, hurry up!"

Hearing Zhan Weiguo's double standards, Zhan Guiting hung up the phone with a "bang" before the old man could finish speaking.

At the banquet, servants brought out an exquisite cake that was over two meters tall.

Surrounded by a host of celebrities and stars, Zhan Luya celebrated her birthday like a star being fawned over.

Zhan Guiting carried Youyou over, while Zhan Juzhou and Wen Zijin came from another place.

The two looked at each other.

Upon seeing Wen Zijin, Ji Yuanlu immediately stepped forward and whispered, "What did you talk about?"

"It's nothing." Wen Zijin looked at Zhan Guiting.

But his gaze had already shifted, and he lowered his eyes, looking tenderly at the restless little one in his arms.