Chapter 239: A False Alarm

Ye Qingqing came back to her senses, turned her head to look at him, and her little face was serious: "I can't say it." ā€

Su Moyu choked slightly, so he had to change the topic: "Then how are we going to go now?" ā€

Looking at the fork in front of him, Ye Qingqing looked at his little hand, "Brother, is this just a right hand?" ā€

Su Moyu smiled sideways: "This is the left hand." ā€

Ye Qingqing nodded, "My mommy said to turn left." ā€

"No problem."

Su Moyu's eyes flashed, and he immediately drove into the road on the left.

If memory serves, there is only one resident in this area on the left, and that is Ye Yuyao!

Could this little dumpling be Ye Yuyao's daughter?!

A short time later, the cool blue sports car stopped in front of the luxury villa he was familiar with.

Ye Qingqing quickly ran to the gate of the courtyard and stood on tiptoe to ring the doorbell.

However, she was not tall enough, Su Moyu saw this, and stepped forward to help her press the doorbell.

Ye Qingqing turned her head and said in a glutinous voice: "Thank you, brother." ā€

"You're welcome." Su Moyu squatted down to look at her, and her handsome face was faintly filled with a happy smile: "Little friend, your mother's name is Ye Yuyao, right?" ā€

Hearing this, Ye Qingqing's little face was surprised, and she was about to speak, when an abrupt bell suddenly sounded on her wrist.

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Ye Qingqing lowered her head, her eyes lit up, and she quickly clicked on the answer icon on the small screen.

In the next second, a fiery milk voice came from inside: "Ye Qingqing!" Where did you go?! ā€

Ye Qingqing was stunned by the yelling, and asked with a wrinkled face: "Why didn't you get on the school bus with me?" I can't find you! ā€

Ye Yiheng on the other end of the watch was angry, "Stupid Qingqing, what school bus are you on?" We're waiting for someone to pick us up! ā€

Ye Qingqing pouted, "Oh, is that so?" ā€

After a pause, she scratched her head and looked at the big villa in front of her, "But I'm already at the door of the house now, a kind brother sent me to the door, are you still in the kindergarten?" ā€

At the same time, the principal's office of the kindergarten.

After the principal and many teachers made sure that Ye Qingqing was safe, they recovered from the fright just now and smiled at the two bodyguards who came to pick up the children.

Just now, when Ye Yiheng hurriedly came in with a bodyguard and asked her to help adjust the monitoring and find a teacher to come over, the posture seemed to be about to tear down her kindergarten.

Fortunately, it was just a false alarm!

Ye Yiheng took a deep breath and said with a small face: "You let that kind brother listen to the phone." ā€

Ye Qingqing nodded knowingly and looked at Su Moyu in front of him, "Brother, my brother wants to talk to you." ā€

"Okay." Su Moyu's eyes lit up, and he took her little hand and said to the watch, "Hello." ā€

"Hello brother, can you wait there for a while? I'll be back soon, and I'm going to trouble you to keep an eye on my sister for me, I'm afraid she'll run away. There was a sincere milk voice on the other end of the watch, and he spoke like a worried little adult.

A hint of surprise flashed in Su Moyu's eyes, and he responded quickly: "Okay, we will wait for you outside the courtyard gate." ā€

After getting the agreement, Ye Yiheng thanked him and asked instead, "Can you provide your name and age?" By the way, it's best to report your address and ID number, and don't provide false information to fool me, I can identify it. ā€

Hearing this, Su Moyu couldn't help but chuckle, but he still cooperated to report the personal information to the little adult on the other end of the watch one by one.

The little buns of Ye Yuyao's family are really confused and cute, and they are as clever as little adults.

I didn't expect him to meet her two children in such a way.

Then, after ending the call, Su Moyu returned to the car with the little bun and sat down.

He looked at the small pink carved bun beside him, and took the initiative to talk: "Your name is Ye Qingqing, right?" What a nice name. ā€

After a pause, he continued: "So your mother is Ye Yuyao, right?" ā€