**
A week later on Saturday, Xia Ye visited the Jiang Family to see her goddaughter, and Jiang Xuan still ca to pick her up.
As luck would have it, Tang Tianjiao was also there when he arrived, bringing a dagger as a gift for Xia Ye.
The two were exchanging it just outside the dormitory.
Jiang Xuan reacted quite normally, seeing Xia Ye standing at the dormitory door holding the dagger and looking at him with a complex expression; he couldn’t help but chuckle and gestured for her to co over, "What are you standing there for? Co here."
Xia Ye gave Tang Tianjiao a look, pocketed the knife, and walked toward the man; Tang Tianjiao nodded, her expression tinged with sympathy.
Jiang Xuan drove Xia Ye, opened the passenger door for her, and then circled around to the driver’s side.
Tang Tianjiao left shortly thereafter, occasionally glancing back at them; Jiang Xuan inadvertently looked up, catching her thievish gaze.
The man frowned slightly, feeling sowhat baffled.
Once inside the car, Xia Ye leaned into the driver’s area and like a comrade-in-arms, patted Jiang Xuan on the shoulder, "No worries, I’ll fix you up with so dicine later."
Jiang Xuan squinted, puzzled, "What dicine?"
Did he have so kind of illness?
"This isn’t the place to talk about it," Xia Ye stopped herself as she glanced at the students passing by, "Don’t worry, no matter what, I won’t leave you."
Although it was a sweet confession, Jiang Xuan couldn’t detect any heartfelt aning in it; the girl had a lot of ideas every day, and he didn’t delve too deeply.
But just before closing the car door, he suddenly heard a thought from the crowd around him.
—"Hiss, he doesn’t seem incapable, does he? Who knows if that problem can be cured..."
By the ti he looked up, Tang Tianjiao’s figure had already disappeared into the crowd.
Jiang Xuan was silent for two seconds, and on the third, he assured himself that the person definitely wasn’t talking about him.
**
The car entered the Jiang Residence, and Jiang Xuan parked it, gathering the little girl’s backpack and water bottle before taking them out.
The two went straight to Jiang He’s building; they had inford them before coming, and the servant welcod them with a radiant smile, clearly looking at a high-valued and shippable couple.
"How’s the preparation for the robot competition going?" he asked Xia Ye.
Xia Ye rembered, "Oh right, there’s sothing I wanted to ask you about."
Jiang Xuan led her towards the sofa.
Upon hearing the Little Fairy had arrived, Jiang Yunzhou hurriedly brought out his world’s unmatched, cutest sister Jiang Xiaohua; as soon as he entered the living room, he saw his little uncle discussing the operational program of robots with the Little Fairy.
Jiang Yunzhou’s eyes slowly narrowed, "Little Fairy, did Lu Beibei invite you to join their team?"
No wonder he had waited so long that night and still hadn’t received a ssage from Lu Beibei. The ’god’ Lu Beibei was talking about clearly wasn’t him!
For so reason, he felt unexpectedly bitter...
So annoying.
Xia Ye looked up and her first glance fell on Jiang Xiaohua wearing a cute lamb baby hat, sucking her thumb while staring at her with round eyes, "Yes, that’s right."
While speaking, she took Jiang Xiaohua’s thumb out of her mouth and then teased her cheek.
Jiang Xiaohua could barely be considered full-term, but her bones were well developed, and the various baby behaviors appeared slightly earlier than usual.
Her little face was as tender as a freshly peeled egg, her mouth plump with saliva, especially glossy, like jelly.
She stared at Xia Ye for a while, as if studying sothing, and then suddenly giggled, waving her little hands and kicking her legs in Jiang Yunzhou’s arms.
Jiang Yunzhou patted her little leg very gently, "Xiaohua be good, don’t kick around."
"She wants Little Tiangao to hold her," Jiang Xuan said without looking up from the robot information in his hands.
"Really?" Jiang Yunzhou wondered as he handed Xiaohua to Xia Ye; the previously rowdy Xiaohua suddenly nestled quietly in Xia Ye’s arms the next second, holding up her little hands in front of herself and rubbing her face against Xia Ye’s chest.
If she weren’t a little baby girl, the action would definitely look like taking advantage.
Just like Jiang Yunzhou’s own little sister.
Jiang Yunzhou turned his head with a perplexed look towards his little uncle.
Later, after Xia Ye played with Xiaohua for a while, Xiaohua’s expression started to seem off, her very light eyebrows knitted into tiny twists.
Jiang Xuan still hadn’t looked up, imdiately calling over a servant, "Change her diaper."
The servant took Xiaohua from Xia Ye, looked under and imdiately laughed, "Oh, it’s indeed ti to change it, looks like the Fourth Young Master will definitely be a good father in the future."
Jiang Yunzhou’s mouth fell open even wider; even his dad, who had the experience of being a father, couldn’t possibly guess so accurately. How did his little uncle know?
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