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He held the phone with a troubled expression, which made Bei Yiyuan feel curious and amused.

"What are you doing?" Taking advantage of Sleeping Treasure's inattention, he reached behind his back and snatched the phone away from him.

A shadow flashed in front of his eyes and his phone disappeared. Nightbreak Trickster immediately jumped off the sofa and rushed over. "Bad Second Uncle, give it back to me!"

"No, no. Let second uncle see if you secretly downloaded some fun game." Bei Yiyuan relied on his big stature to easily subdue Nightbreak Trickster with the pressure of his palms. He lowered his head and looked at the screen of his mobile phone. After he saw who it was, he said, "What beautiful uncle?" Have you ever seen a man more good-looking than I, your second uncle? You should call him Uncle Toad! "

What right did he have to call her stupid second uncle in our sleep treasure contact and make her such a beautiful uncle? Bei Yiyuan felt a little sour in his heart, licked his lips, and immediately took action, preparing to change the explanation.

Nightbreak Trickster shouted in displeasure, "Waiter!"

The waiter who had been sent to the pet hospital to check his body two days ago had just returned this morning. When he heard the little mistress's shout, he immediately jumped out of his room.

"Help me get my phone back!"

As soon as Sleeping Treasure finished his sentence, Bei Yiyuan's eyes widened as he saw the waiter pouncing towards him. "Sleeping Treasure, you can't do this to uncle!"

"You're the one who didn't want the almonds first. You can't blame me for the Italian rice!" With that, he ordered the waiter to attack.

Bei Yiyuan immediately went around to the back of the sofa and began to discuss with the waiter. "Waiter, I've fed you quite a few times, you can't treat me like this!"

However, the response he got was the waiter leaping onto the sofa and pouncing towards him.

Bei Yiyuan couldn't dodge the attack and was thrown to the ground. He propped himself up using both hands and pointed furiously at the waiter holding the phone, "You white-eyed dog, it was all in vain for me to treat you so well. You're the dog that bit Lü Dongbin and failed to recognize his kindness!"

The waiter looked at him with white eyes, turned around and fawningly handed the phone to his master.

Nightbreak Trickster stroked the fur on the waiter's body as he giggled. "The waiter is the best. I'll give you something nice to eat later."

The waiter happily cried out before squatting on the ground, drooling.

Bei Yiyuan was deeply hurt by the scene. He stood up using his hands to support his waist and said unhappily, "I won't be able to control you. I'll have to wait until your mother finds a father that can deal with you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he leaned against the wall and went back into his room. The fall was not light, and he was probably bruised.

However, Bei Yiyuan did not know how much of an impact his unintentional words had on the sleeping treasure, nor did he know how many unforeseen events followed.

He stared blankly at his second uncle, who had closed the door behind him. Mommy is going to find me a daddy? An unfamiliar father?

No, no!

He was going to call the dunghill and tell him that Mommy was going to be robbed.

He hurriedly found the dung phone and dialed it without any hesitation.

Teng Yiyang was currently having a meeting with the higher-ups. He didn't come to the company this morning, so he missed an important meeting. Now, with the previous meeting in the afternoon, the two were having a meeting together.

His hangover had not yet subsided and he was wide awake, but a dull pain in his head made him feel a little restless.

At this time, his phone vibrated. He frowned and picked it up. It was that little guy.

He was about to hang up and wait until the next meeting was over, but somehow his finger moved to the answer button.

"Hello."

Nightbreak Trickster's eyes reddened as he heard the low and soothing voice coming from the other side.

"Uncle, can you go somewhere?"

"Where to?" Beside him was the sound of his subordinate reporting the data, so he didn't notice that there was something wrong with the voice.

Sleeping Bao quickly gave him the address that Mommy had told him when he had called her.

Teng Yi Yang signed a document and distributed the snacks on the phone. After thinking for a while, he said, "Uncle is busy right now and will probably be late at night. What do you want uncle to do there?"

Nightbreak Trickster could hear the constant chatter from the dung and the occasional flipping of pages. He had seen his first uncle busy with official business, so he felt a sense of guilt, but at the same time, a sense of loss.

He wondered if he should just tell Dung that he was his and Mommy's sleeping treasure.

At this moment, the Treasurer handed over a document. Teng Yi Yang took it and said to Sleeping Treasure, "Uncle still has something on his mind. I'll give you a call after I'm done. Be a good boy."

With that, he hung up the phone and listened to the people below explain and analyze.

When he heard the sound of the thread being cut off, he panicked.

If there's no time for dung, what about Mommy?

What if Mommy really finds him a stepfather?

He obviously had dung. Why did he have to find a new father?

Tears fell from his eyes like pearls and beans.

The waiter walked forward in confusion, extended his tongue to lick his face, as if he shared the same feelings as the little mistress, and began to meow softly.

Nightbreak Trickster wrapped his arms around the boy's head and began to wail.

"Waiter, what do we do?" "I want mummy, I want dung, I don't want to be alone …"

When Bei Yiheng returned home, he saw that Nightbreak Trickster was crying so hard that he couldn't catch his breath. His expression turned serious, and he immediately walked over and picked him up, patting him on the back. "Why are you crying, Sleeping Treasure?"

Sleeping Bao was crying so hard that he couldn't hear what he was asking.

Bei Yiheng looked around the living room and walked straight to Bei Yiyuan's room. He knocked on the door, and only after a while did the people inside slowly open the door.

Bei Yiyuan still had his headphones on. When he recognized his big brother, he immediately took them off and stood up. "What's the matter, big brother?"

"Nanny is asking for leave, you and Sleeping Treasure are the only ones left in the house, you actually dare to leave him alone in the hall, your heart is really big!"

Brother, there's something wrong with your tone!

"I, why am I …" Before he could finish his sentence, he was met with the red eyes of the sleeping treasure. He was shocked, "Little Ancestor, what happened to you?"

Seeing his younger brother's reaction, Bei Yiheng didn't know what to say. He didn't give his younger brother a good look and directly took him back into the hall to drink some warm water. "Drink this water. If you want to cry, you can cry."

After whining for a long time, his throat was already dry. Sleeping Bao drank a large cup of water and pursed his lips, "I won't cry anymore, I'm going to find Mommy!"

Bei Yiyuan knew he had caused a disaster, so he hurriedly said with a polite smile, "Second uncle will take you there. Don't mention your mommy, even if it's the stars in the sky, second uncle will pick them for you."

Bei Yiheng chuckled. "You should stay at home and reflect on your actions."

With that, he picked up the sleeping treasure, called the driver, and left the house.

This left Bei Yiyuan and the waiter looking at each other.

Bei Yiyuan: I'm finished. My life is over.

Waiter: Serves you right!

At the same time, Teng Yiyang, who was sitting in the meeting room preparing for the second match, was feeling a bit agitated. Ever since he hung up the phone call with Sleeping Treasure, he started to feel restless.

That place?

He pulled at his tie, pushed away the documents in front of him and said to the assistant beside him, "Have the vice president hold this meeting for me. I have matters to attend."

This was the first time that the CEO was absent from a meeting this morning. He did not expect that something had happened while he was still out of the room.

The higher-ups looked on foolishly as their CEO picked up her coat and left through the door.