Chapter 577: Let Me Think of a Way

“This is the spot,”

Bo Yanching sat down, and the two little ones followed suit.

They didn’t seem the slightest bit out of place in this kind of setting.

The education from the Bo Family was truly impeccable.

After lunch, Bo Qingshan wanted to play tennis and asked Nan Jiaojiao if she would join, she inquired for Bo Yanching and Qianqian’s opinions.

With no objections from them, Bo Yanching made a call to Han Chuan to go ahead and make arrangements.

Once they left, at a table diagonally across from them, father and daughter stared at each other, eyes wide.

Yeh Hannian couldn’t hold back anymore.

He put down his chopsticks and asked, “Little bunny, how long are you going to keep staring at me?”

“Daddy, how long are you planning to follow them?”

Yeh Hannian’s eyes paused slightly, narrowing, “Who have I been following?”

“Pretending to abandon me at the mall on purpose and eating together while being so close, you never sit in the main hall.”

Yeh Hannian chuckled without any sign of embarrassment, but rather wearied pride as he tapped Tuantuan’s nose, “So clever, who does that remind you of?”

“Definitely not from Daddy.”

“From your mommy then?”

Yeh Hannian stroked his chin, “Your mommy, eh, she left even me.

She was gone when you were just one year old, your personality hadn’t even fully developed yet.”

He stopped his words halfway, took a moment, and began to study Tuantuan carefully, a hint of deep thought slowly surfacing in his eyes.

That shouldn’t be right, if temperaments were similar, it would require constant interaction.

It made no sense for even the quirks like loving sweets and milk tea to be exactly the same.

Yeh Tuantuan also fixed her gaze on him when suddenly she blurted out, “Daddy, is it that no one’s chasing you, so you’re in a hurry?”

“Me?”

Yeh Hannian pointed to himself, “Just with your dad’s face, do you think there’s no one chasing me?”

“Then why are you stalking that pretty sister?

Her husband is so handsome, and their family of four is very happy.

You can’t go destroying other people’s families.”

“…”

Yeh Hannian really couldn’t figure out when it was that Tuantuan started to detest him.

At one point, Tuantuan even worried about his income.

He, a single father, had finally squeezed out some vacation time to spend with her, only to be dismissed by her as an unemployed youth.

She likely had no idea just how much her dad’s fortune amounted to.

“What family of four.”

Yeh Hannian raised his eyes, looking towards the restaurant entrance, the figures of Nan Jiaojiao and her party long gone.

“Her,” he said with a slight tug at the corner of his mouth, ambiguous whether in mockery or something else, “she would never have children so early.”

Yeh Tuantuan opened her mouth, wanting to persuade Daddy not to become a third wheel, but she had just said that earlier.

If he was willing to listen, he would have by now, and if not, there was nothing she could do.

“I know that sister.”

“Hmm?” Yeh Hannian’s gaze lowered, slowly returning to her.

“Is she the sister who plays the ancient zither?”

Yeh Hannian raised an eyebrow, “How do you know?”

“I recognize her eyes.”

Yeh Hannian let out a light chuckle, “Not bad, smarty-pants.”

“I want her to be my mentor.”

“Hmm…” Yeh Hannian pondered for a moment, “that’s a bit tricky, she’s far too intimidating for me to provoke.”

“Alright, I’ll think of something.

It’s about time I made use of this face and establish some presence before her,” Yeh Hannian stood up, scooping Tuantuan into his arms.

“Let’s go, what good food can there be here?

Daddy will take you to eat something else.”

Tuantuan blinked her large eyes, “But I like the food here.”

Yeh Hannian was frustrated, “You really are, the body of a young lady with the life of a servant!”

Tuantuan didn’t understand, shook her little head, and didn’t mind.