The infatuated president lives up to his addiction to spoiling his wife

Seeing this, Ling Jinyan put down his luggage and pulled Ling Dong.

"Uncle!"

The little guy lowered his head guiltily.

He also thought he could be brave enough, but found that he couldn't do it at all.

It is easier said than done, and much harder to do than said.

"Are you familiar with this place?"

He bent down so that his eyes were level with the little guy.

Ling Dong nodded helplessly, the panic in his eyes was too real.

"Grandma greeted you, but you ignored her."

"How did Susu do it?"

"What did you promise me before we came here?"

His tone got a little harsher.

If Ling Dong still resists, then we have to make other plans.

The worst case scenario is to send him back and he will find someone else to take care of him.

This is a last resort, he doesn't want to go this far.

"You didn't even raise your head. You can look at grandma and see what she looks like. She has no ill will towards you."

Ling Jinyan advised kindly, with a look of majesty and unquestionable determination.

The little guy was even more reluctant.

His eyes were slightly red, his mouth pursed, he looked up at Ling Jinyan's expression, then slowly moved his eyes away and fell on Kong Yilian, "Hello, grandma!"

Hearing the gentle and gentle greeting, Kong Yilian instantly burst into tears.

She wiped it quickly to avoid losing her composure in front of the child.

"Good good!"

"Dongdong is a good boy!"

She smiled touchingly, even with a hint of caution.

She controlled her urge to go forward and hug the child.

"go in!"

"Everyone, come in!"

The four of them quickly entered the villa.

In the huge living room, Ling Zun was the only one sitting on the sofa.

The TV was on and he was resting with his eyes closed.

He has lost a lot of weight, but he is still in good spirits.

"Old Ling, look who's coming!"

"Yanyan and Susu also brought Lingdong here."

Since Ling Zun's surgery, Kong Yilian has been by his side, never leaving his side and never going anywhere. It is true that old couples have a good relationship and are the most reliable.

Ling Zun opened his eyes calmly, but when he saw the short and small Ling Dong, a trace of crack appeared on his face.

He didn't say anything, but waved at the child, motioning him to come over to him.

But the little guy shrank back and hid behind Yin Susu again.

"uncle!"

Yin Susu called out.

It would be difficult for her to force Ling Dong.

"The child hasn't seen you for a long time. It's normal for him to be afraid. Be more restrained and don't have a stern face. It will scare the child."

Kong Yilian couldn't help but explain that she was always particularly tolerant towards Ling Dong and never blamed him at all.

"Susu, please sit down!"

"Don't stand anymore. You'll get tired if you stand for too long!"

She also told Yin Susu not to be so reserved, as they were a family from now on.

"Hey, okay!"

Yin Susu then found a seat on the sofa on the other side and sat down.

Ling Dong pressed himself against her tightly, shielding his little face with her clothes, and from time to time he peeked out to gauge what was going on in the room.

Everything here feels familiar. He has been here before. This is where he used to live.

The little guy suppressed his thoughts.

Before he knew it, his attention was drawn to the cartoons on TV.

"Mom, did you buy the snacks I asked you to buy?"

Ling Jinyan put away his luggage and called Kong Yilian aside, "If you bought it, put it out. The little guy will love to eat it. If he has something to eat, he won't make a fuss and want to leave."

Special times call for special measures.

In order to allow Ling Dong to stay in peace, Ling Jinyan planned to indulge him for a few days, specifically by relaxing his TV watching time and snack consumption.

He didn't believe he could resist the temptation.

"I bought it, I bought it!"

"Let him eat the fruits on the coffee table first. They are all fresh. I prepared them especially for Susu and him."

Kong Yilian did everything her son asked her to do herself. "I'll get it right away."

New things like snacks are rare in the Ling family, because the two brothers Ling Jinfeng and Ling Jinyan have never been interested in such things since they were young. Kong Yilian herself likes to eat some, but she doesn't buy much.

The last time he told her about this, she went shopping on purpose.

Ling Jinyan accompanied her there.

But he noticed something unusual at home and asked casually, "Where are the others?"

"Afeng and Xinlian are in the room!"

Kong Yilian thought he was asking them, "They came here only one day earlier than the three of you."

"Tell me the truth, was it you who caused the wound on Afeng's face?"

The mother and son just had a chance to communicate.

"I was asking them why the people who helped with cooking and cleaning at home suddenly disappeared."

Ling Jinyan narrowed his eyes, his nonchalant attitude making him look handsome.

"Them? I gave them a holiday. After they cleaned the villa, I let them go back to celebrate the New Year."

"Did you give them a day off?"

He was stunned for a moment, then slowly frowned, "Who will cook these days?"

"Your mother!"

"Yanyan, this is what Mom thinks. Our family has finally gotten together, so we should do it ourselves. It will create a more cohesive atmosphere. What do you think?"

"It's also my fault. I didn't discuss it with you in advance and acted without your permission."

"It's okay. Opportunities like this that can enhance the relationship between our family are rare, so I shouldn't seize it, right?"

Kong Yilian took on a lot of responsibilities and thought she could arrange everything clearly.

Ling Jinyan, however, felt that she was extremely unreliable.

Once you think about it, it comes out.

He was helpless and speechless about her behavior.

How long has it been since she last cooked? Doesn’t she know?

Does it have to happen on a day like this?

"Yanyan, don't be angry, don't be angry, isn't mom doing this for the good of our family?"

"Just a few days, no problem."

Kong Yilian is full of confidence.

She has good intentions!

"Wait, don't leave so quickly. You haven't told me whether you were the one who caused the injury on Afeng's face?"

She picked up a bag and followed him.

"Yes."

"Why, did he complain to you?"

Ling Jinyan stopped, turned around, and his eyes suddenly narrowed.

"With his personality, will he complain to me?"

"My guess."

"The wound on his face is almost healed. Next time you hit your brother, don't hit him on the face. It has a bad impact! It's better to hit other parts of his body instead of the face."

Kong Yilian asked and answered her own questions. She didn't seem to care about Ling Jinfeng's injury. Instead, she was more concerned about the impact on the Ling family's reputation.

"You don't want to ask me why I beat him?"

He looked at her, who seemed like a different person, with a hint of intrigue in his eyes.

"There's nothing to ask. Your brother is prone to making mistakes and is not sensible at all. Just teach him a lesson."

Kong Yilian sided with Ling Jinyan without reservation.

She finally understood the character of her eldest son.

The youngest son is better. He is responsible and capable. There is nothing wrong with this kid.

After saying this, Ling Jinyan crossed his arms and smiled slightly.

"He scares Dongdong."

"Susu took the child out to play, and he followed her on purpose, scaring the child badly."

He concealed the fact that Susu was bleeding. It was something without basis and he was unsure, so there was no need to speak out about it to create anxiety.

"Is there still this?"

"He's been foolish again!"

"Yanyan, just teach him a lesson. He's already so old, but he still doesn't know his limits."

Kong Yilian was furious.

They only owe Ling Dong, and the only thing they can do is to give the child a stable, undisturbed life as much as possible and protect him throughout his life.

It was a pleasant surprise that the child could speak and act like a normal person.

What else is she not satisfied with?

"He wants to take Lingdong back and raise him himself."

He stared at her closely, constantly paying attention to the changes in her expression.

"He's crazy?"

"Where can he raise it?"

"Yanyan, don't let him raise the child. He can't take responsibility for the child. Maybe if he raises the child, he will regress."

Seeing that she was normal, his worries were confirmed.

It seems that Mom is not aware of Dad's recovery.

"Well, I refused."