Evil Husband, Glutton Wife: Buy Miss Piggy, Get Free Little Buns

99 Pretty Auntie, Why Are You Sad? 2

"You can't see it from here, Xiao Bao," Song Fengyan responded. "It's far from here. We would need to drive for another half an hour to see it."

"Then can we drop by and say hi to my Mommy later? I wanna see her!" Xiao Bao was really working forward to see where his mother was working because she'd never brought him nor Little Star to work.

Though people were aware that Tang Moyu was having a child after her very public humiliation by Feng Tianhua, they were still oblivious to the fact that she had actually given birth to a pair of sweet buns. A fact that she would like to keep hidden from the world for as long as she could, unless she was sure that nothing would threaten their safety.

"Hmm, I'm not sure about that Xiao Bao. Tell you what, I'll ask your Uncle Ji and mother later. In the meantime, let's wait here first." His Uncle promised him.

A moment later, two women entered the office, much to Xiao Bao's displeasure. He wasn't used to being flocked around by women who couldn't stop themselves from fawning over his excessive cuteness.

No wonder their Mommy didn't bring them to work, because he and Little Star would surely attract everyone's attention and would disturb their work performance.

"Little boy, what's your name? Are you visiting our president?" One of the women asked him after placing down snacks on the coffee table.

Xiao Bao frowned and looked away, ignoring their questions. Mommy said he and Little Star shouldn't talk to strangers nor receive anything from them. Where did his Uncle Yan go anyway, leaving him here with these women?

When the two women were too enthralled in their own world, Xiao Bao managed to slip out of the President's office.

"Where could Uncle Yan possibly be?" He scowled and decided to find his uncle somewhere. He wasn't planning to go too far anyway, just in case his Daddy Ji came back and looked for him.

Turning to his left, he saw a man slipping out of the double door of the other room. Xiao Bao hid behind one of the posts, waited for the man to leave before deciding to check if his Uncle Yan was in that room.

Once he stepped inside and the door closed behind with a click, a feminine voice reached his ears.

"Did you forget something?" Said a woman in her late fifties, hunched over her desk. Her long hair flowed over her shoulder and back in soft waves. Xiao Bao couldn't help but notice the similarities in charisma that this woman had with his Mommy.

When Xiao Bao didn't respond, the woman lifted her head and looked towards him with curiosity and confusion. Because the boy was wearing a black baseball cap on his head, she couldn't see his face clearly.

"Uhm…" Xiao bao stammered and fidgetted. Had he known that his Uncle Yan wouldn't be here, he wouldn't have disturbed this woman's work at all.

"Are you lost? How did you get in here?" Song Huifen stood at her full height and round her desk to see the boy clearly. She was certain that this child must be a child of one of their employees. He might've lost his way around.

"Uhm… No…" The boy shook his head, his obsidian eyes watching as the woman approached him, watching with confusion as to why she suddenly gasped once she saw his face. "I'm looking for my Uncle Yan."

"Uncle Yan?" Song Huifen couldn't remember anyone with the surname Yan working under her department. What were her assistants doing? They failed to realize a child had come to her door?

"En. We came with my Daddy Ji but he said he would be in a meeting. I came here because I thought my Uncle Yan was here. I'm sorry, Pretty Auntie. Xiao Bao didn't mean to disturb you." Xiao Bao honestly said, not aware that he was making the woman confused with his words.

He chewed his lower lip and became crestfallen.

"I'm really sorry. I'll leave this instant, Madame…"

Song Huifen felt conflicted. She had the gist of the identity of this Uncle Yan and Daddy Ji this boy was talking about, but she would need to make him talk more to prove her assumptions.

"Oh, no. Don't be sad. It's alright. In fact, I'm feeling lonely today and it's a good thing you came here." She moved to sit on the couch and gestured for the boy to follow her lead. "What's your name, little one?"

"Em..you can call me Xiao Bao," he said sheepishly, deciding not to tell her his full name, yet. Xiao Bao sat away from her, at the end of the couch, wondering if he should stay or not.

"Why are you sad, Pretty Auntie?" He asked curiously.

"You think this old auntie is pretty?"

Song Huifen scooted closer to him and gently removed his cap to see his face clearly, her eyes widening and heart skipped a beat when Xiao Bao's face was revealed to her. Her jaws slacking as she took in the sight of the young boy beside her.

How could this be possible?

Why did it feel like she was looking at her son, Tianyi, when he was younger? Aside from his pale complexion and lips, Xiao Bao's eyes, brows and most of his facial features were almost identical to her son's.

"Say, what is your Daddy's name again?" She asked in a trembling voice. She needed to know whose child was this. Her chest tightening at the thought of having a grandson she nor Tianyi didn't know about.

"My Daddy Ji's name is Qin Jiran." The little boy replied.