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When Ji Rufeng was a child, he would call out for his mother at six months of age. Although it was a bit blurry and the pronunciation wasn't too accurate, but Zhan Yan was still so excited that she almost cried and hugged her son and kissed him again.

That night, when Ji Weiyang returned home, he saw Xiao Yang in Zhan Yan's embrace shouting, "Mama, ma."

"The son will call 'mother'?"

"Yeah, I was playing in the garden with him this afternoon when I suddenly called out 'Mama'." Zhan Yan smiled gently, and kissed her son's lips once more.

Ji Weiyang walked over and carried the child over. The little thing laughed while drooling on his father's clean and tidy shirt. Third Young Master Ji did not mind as he coaxed his son to call him father.

"Darling son, listen to 'Daddy', huh?" Ji Weiyang coaxed it for half the night, and the little thing only giggled. It pouted its little mouth and blinked its beautiful big eyes, and looked at Ji Weiyang without saying a word. This made Third Young Master Ji feel like he was a clown.

After eating dinner, Ji Weiyang carried his son and listened to music on the sofa. It was a beautiful < Moonlight Song >. However, before the song was finished, it became a bit dishonest. It started to cry and continuously shout, "Mama, ma."

It seemed that she was hungry. Zhan Yan carried his son back to her room, untied her clothes, and fed the little thing some milk. Perhaps it was because the child called for his mother today, but the look in Zhan Yan's eyes when she looked down at the little thing was extremely gentle. Xiao Yang closed her eyes, her thick eyelashes casting a shadow on her fair skin. Her small mouth moved, looking extremely lovable.

The father followed him. He seemed to be particularly fond of seeing the mother feed the child, but his expression would always turn ugly at the end. The little thing had clearly eaten its fill, yet it was still holding onto it, clearly taking advantage of another woman.

wanted to carry him into the crib, but today, Zhan Yan couldn't bear to let go. " He'll sleep with us tonight. "

"Why?" Ji Weiyang's face turned bad, there were many children between the two of them, it was troublesome.

"Xiao Yang woke up in the middle of the night and didn't see me. Zhan Yan laid on the bed with her son in her arms, smiling from the corner of her lips, obviously showing off.

Ji Weiyang impatiently lay on the other side of the bed. His arm crossed over Xiao Yang and directly touched Zhan Yan's chest.

"Stop messing around, Xiao Yang is here." Zhan Yan shyly patted the pig's hand on his chest.

"Didn't Little Thing go to sleep?" Ji Weiyang said confidently. His wife, why didn't she let him touch her? Instead, she allowed him to stick to her all day long, not to mention sticking to her, she wouldn't even let him cry out for his father. I really loved him for nothing.

"What if you wake him up with your nonsense? Aren't you ashamed?" Zhan Yan pulled up the clothes on her chest and wrapped a blanket around her body to prevent himself from being infringed upon again. Her fingertip gently caressed the child's small face. The little thing was no longer as wrinkled as it was when it was born. It was white and tender, extremely beautiful. It looked like a father and a mother.

"Look at my son, he's getting more and more handsome as he grows." Ji Weiyang's gaze fell on the little thing and the expression in his eyes slowly softened. Although there was an extra child between the two of them, which had lost a lot of interest between husband and wife, when the little guy slept between them, there was also an indescribable happiness.

"That's right. After I grow up, I will inevitably get into trouble with the Peach Blossom debt." Zhan Yan laughed and said, clearly showing that she was referring to Sang Huai.

Third Young Master Ji also had a face full of grievance. It was not his fault that girls liked him, but he could control himself.

"I feel that Ru Feng is still more like you, even if he would provoke peach blossoms in the future, it would be your fault."

Zhan Yan glared at him.

Ji Weiyang acted as if he did not see it, and continued to speak while grinning: "If you want to follow me, that's not bad, you are born to be infatuated with me. Yan Yan, look at how I love you."

Zhan Yan did not refute her, and only pursed her lips. He had truly loved her from the bottom of her heart, and she could not find fault with such a man.

"When will this little guy ever call you daddy?" Speaking of which, the Third Young Master Ji was more or less defeated.

"It won't take long." Zhan Yan comforted her gently.

However, in the next four months, the little thing would still be called Mama. It was just that the pronunciation was becoming clearer and clearer.

When he was one year old, he gradually began to understand how to speak. Many words were very standard, and the pronunciation of the word 'father' was very accurate.

"Father." After Ji Weiyang got off from work, the little thing directly threw itself into his embrace, its little face rubbing against Ji Weiyang's body, still wiping away a lot of saliva.

Ji Weiyang happily took a bite off his son's face. He was so happy that he practically didn't sleep the whole night.

"Yan Yan, Xiao Yang is calling you daddy today."

"I know, go to sleep. You still have to work tomorrow." Zhan Yan turned her body over, and then pecked the corner of his lips in a symbolic manner.

Today, he was like a big boy, calling everyone in the house. From Ji Bocheng, Ji Ting, Ji Weixin, and even the Fourth Elder Ji Weilin, who was from abroad, called a long distance, informing them that Xiao Yang would call them daddy, it was really showing off.

In the end, Ji Weixin choked him to death with a single sentence. "How can you call me daddy, Yun Yun knew of it two months ago." Yun Yun was the son of Du Xiaomo and her son, and had been named Ji Yun. Yun Yun meant daylight, and Ji Weixin hoped that this child would not grow up in the shadow of an illegitimate child.

When Xiao Yang was one year old, Ji Family had planned to give his child a one-year feast.

Old Man Ji's identity was there, so the big office wasn't too good of a choice after all. However, Ji Weiyang was a businessman and Ru Feng was the only son. For this matter, father and son disagreed.

In the end, it was Zhan Yan who came up with the idea. The big operation was naturally the big one, otherwise Ji Weiyang would naturally not listen to him. His son was his pride, so he naturally had to show off in front of everyone. Only, the main event was in the name of Wei Family, so Wei Jingnian had long since retired. His son-in-law was a businessman, and no one would say anything against him, no matter how grand his business was.

During the one-year banquet, Zhan Yan had dressed Xiao Yang like a little prince. Although the child was young, she could not hide her noble aura.

Ji Weiyang carried the child and walked into the banquet hall. One big and one small, father and son became the center of attention. Ji Weiyang stood on the stage and said a few polite words before finally handing the microphone to Xiao Yang. The little thing blinked its big eyes and didn't cower when it saw all these people. He even said clearly, "Hello everyone." This caused everyone to burst out in laughter.

Even though the little thing was small, and extremely capable of pleasing others, it seemed to know that grandfather was the biggest at home. After seeing Ji Bocheng, it stretched out a pair of its little arms, letting Ji Bocheng hug it, and even continuously called out, "Grandfather, grandfather." General Ji was immediately overjoyed upon hearing this.

Naturally, the finale was Zhou Quan. There were all sorts of things on the wide mahogany table. There were toy cars, solid gold pens, a thick stack of red notes, a toy pistol, and a model plane.

Ji Weiyang carried the child to the table and let Xiao Yang choose. As a father, he naturally hoped that his son would become a successor of the Ji's Group in the future. However, the little thing was obviously not interested in money. It staggered two steps on the table, then fell down and directly changed into a crawling position, its meaty little hands pushed away the toy car, and it was also not interested in the red notes around it. It picked up the pure gold pen, looked at it, then threw it away, and finally grabbed the gun with its little hands and hugged the model plane to its chest with its other arm.

"Darling, I can only choose one." Zhan Yan stood beside the child and extended his hand out, indicating that he should give one of the things in his hand to her.

But the little thing was greedy, holding onto the two things tightly, it pouted its mouth and looked at Zhan Yan, it even had a cautious expression, as though it was afraid that she would come and snatch them.

Ji Weiyang laughed helplessly, he did not believe in this, it was just a game to his left or right.

Ji Bocheng, on the other hand, started laughing out loud. He, as a general, belonged to the Air Force.

Those on the side who knew how to curry favor also took the opportunity to flatter, saying that there would be successors of the General Ji.

After Ji Rufeng's little friend passed the age of one, his old man planned to wean him up and feed him some milk powder.

On the first day it was weaned, Lil Thing cried especially hard. The heart-wrenching wail shook the wall, causing it to tremble as well. Her small face was flushed red, and her face was streaked with tears, looking extremely pitiful.

Lu Ruping fed the milk bottle to him to drink, but the little thing vomited it all out after taking a sip. No matter how good the milk was, it still tasted different from her mother's.

The little thing cried for a whole hour. Its voice was hoarse from crying. In the end, it fell asleep from the crying. When it woke up, it continued to cry. He cried in the baby's room while Zhan Yan silently wiped her tears in her bedroom. Her eyes were also red from crying, but she finally couldn't bear it anymore and ran into the baby's room to pick up the little thing.

When Xiao Yang returned to his mother's embrace, the crying sound became weaker and weaker. She kept waving her little arms and her small head kept on rubbing against Zhan Yan's chest.

Zhan Yan did not care about all this. She undid the buttons on her chest and fed the child.

Her small mouth was sucking on her mother's bright red breasts, happily soaked in milk, finally quieting down, but her big black eyes were still filled with tears of grievance, her pink cheeks were still covered with tears, her pitiful appearance made Zhan Yan's heart ache.

When Ji Weiyang returned home from work, he found the mother and son laying on the bed, the little thing's head was buried in his mother's soft chest, and its mouth was holding Tian Tian's breast core as it slept.

He shook his head helplessly. With a single glance, he knew that he had failed to wean himself today.

Due to Zhan Yan's soft-heartedness, Ji Rufeng's little friend had been officially weaned for half a year. It was Ji Weiyang who took Zhan Yan on a business trip abroad, so if the little thing didn't drink milk, it could only starve to death.

During her time abroad, Zhan Yan was practically restless. She would call home every hour to ask about the child's condition, it was as if money was not needed for long distances abroad.

When she heard the child's crying on the phone, she very shamelessly cried along with him, blaming Ji Weiyang for being his stepfather. Third Young Master Ji did not know whether to laugh or cry.

When Ji Rufeng was two years old, he was already sent to the kindergarten's small class. Maybe it was because he was too handsome, but he was liked by the little girls, even the female teachers in the kindergarten liked him. However, the little thing always put on a cool appearance. On its small face, the words "Do not disturb me." were clearly written.

Today, Ji Weiyang got off work early, and directly went to the kindergarten to pick up his son. It just so happened that it was time for extracurricular activities, and Xiao Yang was currently playing skating on the small field. From afar, Ji Weiyang saw a little girl following behind his son's butt.

Ji Weiyang laughed. Could it be that what Zhan Yan said was true, that his family's little thing was too popular. As long as it was a female, he would eat anything from the age of 8 to 80.

"Ru Feng." Ji Weiyang shouted his son's name.

The little thing had sharp ears, hearing her father's call, it stretched out a pair of arms, like a little bird, and jumped into Ji Weiyang's embrace happily.

"Father, are you here to bring Xiao Yang home today?"

"Yes." Ji Weiyang nodded, gave his son a kiss, then said a few words to his teacher before leaving with the child.

The reason he came so early to pick up the child was because he had booked a plane ticket to Beijing for the evening. As Luo Meijuan's nephew, she naturally had to go to the birthday banquet personally.

This was Xiao Yang's first time flying, so the little thing looked especially excited. Ji Weiyang made him sit next to the window.

Since the first class seats were arranged in a row with the father and son sitting next to each other, Zhan Yan sat behind them.

Ji Weiyang lowered his head and fastened the seat belt for the child. Xiao Yang was still leaning on the window as he asked curiously, "Father, the airplane model here is different from the one at home."

"At home, we have fighter jets, which we use to fight. And we are on a passenger plane, specially designed to carry passengers. " Ji Weiyang was especially patient with his son.

"When Xiao Yang grows up, he wants to fly a fighter jet to fight bad people, just like his grandfather." Lil Thing said seriously.

Ji Weiyang smiled warmly, but did not say anything. The child's life, was definitely up to him to choose.

The plane was speeding up to full speed and then soaring into the sky. Although Xiao Yang was young, he wasn't the least bit scared. Instead, he curiously looked outside the window and saw that it was filled with multicolored light and clouds. And the plane was in the clouds.

Lil Thing looked curiously out of the window for a long time. Then, it remembered that it did not seem to ask where its destination was.

He turned his head to look at his father, but he didn't say it out loud. Instead, he directly sang, "Dad, where are we going?"

On the other side, Ji Weiyang was reading a financial magazine, three black lines suddenly appearing on his head. His heart was searching for entertainment programs to cheat him.

"Where did you learn all this?" He said in a low voice.

However, Zhan Yan laughed out loud behind him, "You should take time out to spend more time with your child. He's a celebrity and is even accompanying his child to parenthood. "Could it be that you're busier than a celebrity?"

Zhan Yan had been watching TV with Xiao Yang everyday, and she had also watched that program called "Where Father Is Going" with the child. At least, she felt that it was very loving. We should let these men have a taste of the hardships of having children, not just being ready-made fathers.

"Let's go to Beijing." Ji Weiyang turned and said to his son.

"Is this the capital Beijing? Are there members of the Sects of Tiananmen and the Forbidden City? " The child was young, but he knew quite a bit.

"En, go to bed early tonight. Tomorrow morning, Daddy will bring you to Tiananmen Square to see the flag rise."

When the plane landed, it was already night. Gu Xiyao and his wife purposely rushed to the airport to pick up the plane.

"Xiao Yang, call me Fourth Uncle and Aunt." Ji Weiyang said to the child in his arms.

Xiao Yang, this child, had never met before, and sweetly called out, "Greetings Fourth Uncle and Aunt. "Auntie, give me a hug." The little thing smiled ingratiatingly, and directly stretched out its arms for Lin Xiaoen to hug.

"Xiao Yang is so obedient." Lin Xiaoen reached out and embraced him. He was a child who had just turned two years old, not heavy at all, and his body still carried the sweet smell of milk.

Xiao Yang wrapped his arms around Lin Xiaoen's neck, his mouth was sweet, trying to please him, "It's aunty who really wants to be soft, like mother."

The little thing's words made the other adults laugh.

"Then is your mother beautiful, or is your fourth aunt beautiful?"

Xiao Yang frowned his small eyebrows and thought seriously for a while before saying, "Father definitely thinks Mother is the prettiest. Fourth Uncle thinks Aunt is the prettiest.

His words made a few people laugh. Lin Xiaoen kissed the child's face, then turned and said to Ji Weiyang, "Weiyang, your son is truly a clever little devil."

Ji Weiyang laughed gently. His attitude was actually respectful and modest, but his deep eyes could not conceal the proud look in his eyes.

"Come stay at my place for the night, close to the airport, so that the children won't be bothered." Gu Xiyao said to Ji Weiyang and Zhan Yan.

Since the guest was willing to follow the host, the husband and wife naturally had no objections.

Lin Xiaoen carried Xiao Yang and walked out of the airport, the two of them talking and laughing.

Only, little friend Ji Rufeng never thought that on this trip, he would meet his destined lover.