The chaebol's little wife: Uncle, you are going to spoil me!

Chapter 3216 has a result.

Xingcheng Port

Xing Wanye's hair was ruffled by the wind. She stood there, her eyes firm and unwavering, unafraid of the glaring wind.

A few minutes later, a warm cotton-padded coat was draped over her back, and she turned around.

Then, Yan Zhenyu took her wind-reddened hand and helped her put on the down jacket, saying, "No matter how good the trench coat is, it's winter, and down jackets are the best choice."

I've always been sitting in the office, with cars right outside my door and heated places to go when I get out. I've forgotten that it's windy and even colder at the port.

Many of the people working here are wearing military overcoats.

And troops are coming.

"It hasn't been identified yet."

I checked the time; it was less than an hour until 10 o'clock.

Yan Zhenyu waited with his wife, "Shall we go to the car?"

"No, I'll just get some fresh air outside and clear my head."

Yan Zhenyu stood with his wife in an open area, enjoying the breeze.

He was still wearing his black trench coat. Xing Wanye glanced at her husband. Although it was really inappropriate at this critical juncture, Xing Wanye genuinely felt that the husband she had chosen was one in a million, incredibly handsome! The kind of handsome that transcends the universe!

Even if he were two cycles older than her, let alone one, she would still be captivated and charmed by him.

Yan Zhenyu had no idea what his wife was thinking when his phone rang.

He turned and walked away to answer the call, "Hello?"

Twenty minutes later,

After taking a shower, Xiao Yanjun turned off the tap, rolled out of the bathtub, and got out. He wasn't wearing shoes; his feet had touched the floor when he landed. He rinsed himself under the showerhead, calling out, "Brother~"

Xingjue put down her phone, took her younger brother's bath towel and went inside, wrapped him up from head to toe, and carried him out.

Wearing a bath towel and a small hat, Xiao Yanjun squatted on the bed playing with magnetic toys by herself, while Xingjue frequently picked up her phone to look at it.

Little Yanjun asked, "Brother, when are Mom and Dad coming back?"

"almost."

"Oh, but I miss my mom and dad."

"hold on."

Xiao Yanjun was playing the game with her head down, and she seemed a little less lively.

"Brother~"

"Hey."

"When are Mom and Dad coming home? Shall we go pick Mom up from get off work?"

Xingjue: "...Then I'll blow-dry your hair first."

Blow-dry your hair and apply body oil.

Xiao Yanjun is going to get her clothes to wear.

Xingjue glanced at his phone. While he was putting thermal underwear, a jacket, and socks on his younger brother, his phone vibrated. Xingjue hurriedly ran over to check and saw that it was a message from his father: "You're safe. Mom and Dad are getting ready to go home."

In Z City, Xingmo's phone rang. He picked it up and saw it was a message from his father.

Her tense nerves finally relaxed.

Immediately afterwards, someone handed her a handful of sparklers, saying, "Here you go, sis~"

Nuo'er's eyes reflected all the brilliance.

Xingmo smiled and accepted it, "Thank you."

Jiang Chenyu also received news: "It's alright. Lao Yan and Xing Wan have taken down the forces behind them. There won't be an explosion."

Gu Nuannuan: "You scared me to death! Who would do something so unkind during the Chinese New Year?"

It's true that there were hundreds of tons of explosives, but we don't know when they were put in. There will be many people investigating.

It seems Xing Wanye won't be able to take her vacation as scheduled.

When the bundle of explosives was dug out from under the foundation, Xing Wanye lowered his eyes and looked at the explosives that could destroy this place at any moment with disdain and arrogance.

She spat out her jaw, and Yan Zhenyu knew that his wife was truly enraged this time.

Xing Wanye turned and left, carrying a chill that was different from the cold of the night; it was the sharp, intimidating feeling that only a person in a superior position could possess.

"go back."

At 10 p.m. that night,

Nothing happened.

The magnificent spectacle of the sun never setting was destined to fizzle out.

While everyone else was sound asleep, Xingcheng Mansion was brightly lit all night long.

Xiao Yanjun put on his clothes, hat, scarf, and earmuffs, and wrapped a mask around his face from head to toe. Xingjue checked them before he was relieved. In the entryway, the two brothers changed their shoes.

They went out hand in hand.

Xingjue could drive the car in the yard a long time ago, but his father wouldn't let him, saying he was too young. If Xingjue were alone, he would drive it right away, but with his younger brother in tow, he didn't want to take the risk.

He took his younger brother's hand, and the two walked toward their mother's office.

I didn't realize how long it was when I was driving, but when I started walking, I realized how far it really was; it had already been half an hour.

"Are you still able to walk?"

Xiao Yanjun shook her head.

Then Xingjue lifted him onto the stool, and he turned around and bent down, saying, "Climb up, I'll stay with you."

"Brother~"

"Come up."

Little Yan Jun offered her little hand.

Then, his little bottom was lifted up and he was carried on his older brother's back. He was a lucky child, loved by his older sister, cherished by his older brother, and pampered by his parents.

Upon reaching the checkpoint,

Upon seeing this, the guards on both sides immediately stood up, calling out, "Second Young Master, Third Young Master!"

Upon receiving the news, Yan Zhenyu rushed over, calling out, "Xingjue Yan Jun."

By then, the guard had already lifted Yan Jun off his brother's back, and then his father picked him up. "Why didn't you sleep at home with your brother?" "How did you two manage to get here?"

"We walked, and then when we got tired, the older brother carried the younger brother across." Xiao Yanjun was quite honest.

Seeing his second son covered in sweat, Yan Zhenyu quickly wiped the sweat off the child with one hand and put his arm around his shoulder, saying, "Wanwan is busy right now, Dad will take you to the rest room first."

Xing Wanye only found out ten minutes later that her two sons had come to find her on their own.

After washing her hands, she hurried to the lounge, pushed open the door, and said, "Xingjue Yanjun."

"mom,"

"Mommy~"

Little Yan Jun is still a baby who needs to be breastfed. When he sees his mother, he raises his little arms to let her hold him, even though he is still sitting on his father's lap.

Xing Wanye picked you up in one scoop. "Did your brother carry you here? Where's your little car?"

"The little car can't fit the older brother, and the big car won't let the younger brother sit in it."

Xing Wanye went to check on her second son, whose sweat had dried by now. She smoothed his hair and said, "Didn't your dad tell you everything was fine? Why didn't you ask the housekeeper to take you over?"

"You and my dad won't agree."

Xing Wanye choked, "How long did you carry your younger brother on your back?"

"It didn't take long; he walked for half an hour on his own."

Xing Wanye: "You're growing taller on your own. Don't let him stunt your growth, or no one will inherit my and your dad's long legs."

“There are Xingmo and Ah Jun.”

"Those two? They're not as handsome as you."

Xingjue: "..."

"Mom, I'm handsome~" Xiao Yanjun was unhappy.

"You're handsome, go compare your face with your dad's, see who's more handsome, and if you can beat your dad, then come and compare with your brother."

Little Yan Jun actually went to compare her face with her father's to see who was more handsome.

"Xingmo definitely wasn't asleep either."

The telepathic connection between twins is no joke.

Xing Wanye didn't have her phone with her. "Old Yan, where's your phone? Make a video call for our daughter."

Sure enough, the call was answered instantly.