Chapter 367 Call Me Grandpa
Chapter 367 Call Me Grandpa
Late at night, Yan Lan and Han Yan wandered the streets for most of the night, but they couldn't find a trace of Xiao Yanchao.
Han Yan gripped Yan Lan's arm, her voice trembling, "Lanlan, it's so late and we still can't find her. Let's call the police! It'll be too late if we wait any longer!"
She wiped her reddened eyes, feeling both anxious and regretful. "Oh right, I've already found out about what happened at the kindergarten gate. What's more, coincidentally, Bai Xiaoyu's son is also at St. Mary's Kindergarten. If only I had asked around more back then..."
Yan Lan tightened her grip on her phone, but remained calm: "Don't rush to call the police. Let's go back to the apartment. Besides the smartwatch in Chaochao's watch, I also put a locator in his clothes. We can find it when we get back."
She paused, her voice softening, "Don't panic. Although Chaochao is physically weak, he's full of clever ideas. We just returned to Singapore and haven't made any enemies yet, so he'll be fine."
Back in her apartment, Yan Lan immediately opened the tracking app, and the red dot on the screen quickly stopped at a familiar location.
Han Yan leaned closer and her eyes widened instantly: "This... isn't this the Governor's Mansion? Lanlan, what are Chaochao doing there? At Uncle Tao's place?"
Yan Lan was also stunned, her fingertip lingering on the screen for a few seconds: "I didn't expect this either..."
She pulled out her phone and found a number that hadn't been used in a long time. "This is the number Uncle Tao left when he went to the small clinic for treatment. I haven't called it since I found out he was the governor. It's already eleven or twelve o'clock now, he should be asleep, right?"
Han Yan pushed her anxiously: "What time is it and you're still concerned about whether he's asleep or not! Chaochao is with him, I won't feel at ease until I find out!"
Yan Lan bit her lip and finally pressed the dial button.
At that moment, in the governor's mansion, Uncle Tao had just lain down when his cell phone suddenly rang.
He was a light sleeper, and immediately sat up. When he saw the caller ID, his eyes lit up instantly, with a hint of unexpected surprise.
He tiptoed back the covers, strode to the balcony, and eagerly asked, "Hello?"
Yan Lan's anxious voice came from the other end of the phone: "Uncle Tao, I'm sorry to bother you so late... Do you know if my son, Xiao Yanchao, is with you now?"
Uncle Tao couldn't help but laugh, his tone extremely gentle: "Don't worry, little girl, Chaochao is here, she's fine, she just finished chatting with me and went to sleep. Don't worry, it's perfectly safe here."
Yan Lan breathed a sigh of relief, then quickly added, "Uncle Tao, could you please keep our trip back to Singapore a secret? We don't want too many people to know for now..."
"Don't worry, I understand." Uncle Tao readily agreed. "I'll take him back to kindergarten tomorrow morning, so you don't need to make the trip."
After hanging up the phone, Uncle Tao's smile hadn't faded yet. He muttered to himself, "Fate is a strange thing. The little guy I picked up on the street is actually Yan's son."
But in my memory, didn't Yan only have a daughter? This boy looks skinny, but he's quite clever... And that brat from the Qin family, such a good son, he's not lucky enough to have him.
The commotion outside the balcony still woke Siqin Xin.
She quietly walked to the door and saw Uncle Tao's back in the moonlight. She was full of doubts: few people besides her family knew Uncle Tao's private cell phone number. Who could make him laugh so happily in the middle of the night?
The more she looked at it, the more puzzled she became. Uncle Tao hadn't laughed like that since that woman left. Who was on the other end of the phone?
The next morning, Si Qinxin specially had someone make Lao Tao's favorite breakfast, but she was stunned as soon as she walked into the garden.
Uncle Tao was helping Xiao Yan Chao practice Tai Chi. Although the little guy's movements were still immature, they were quite impressive. Uncle Tao watched with a hearty laugh, while holding the Little Genius watch that Chao Chao had repaired.
"Just call me Grandpa. You really managed to fix the watch, kid."
Old Tao couldn't help but rub the little guy's head.
Little Yan Chao, with her tiny, messy hair, called out in a sweet, childish voice, "Grandpa!" She was so well-behaved and sensible.
Si Qinxin frowned slightly, inexplicably finding the scene before her somewhat jarring.
"Old Tao, let me contact Chaochao's mother and ask her to come pick up the child," Si Qinxin said as she walked over.
Uncle Tao waved his hand and handed the watch to Chaochao: "No need, Chaochao already let his mother know he's safe. I'll take him to kindergarten in a bit."
Si Qinxin was even more surprised. Just as she was about to ask the housekeeper to prepare the car, she saw Uncle Tao pick up his phone and call his secretary: "The meeting this morning is canceled. I need to take a child to kindergarten. It's urgent."
Si Qinxin watched the two walking side by side, her doubts growing stronger: What's wrong with Lao Tao?
Could it be that he has really reached the age where he wants to retire peacefully?
The car drove smoothly along the streets in the early morning. Xiao Yan clung to the car window, her round eyes looking around.
He fainted from low blood sugar last night and didn't have time to properly examine the spacious car.
He suddenly turned to look at Uncle Tao beside him and whispered, "Grandpa, you don't actually need to take me to kindergarten. I remember that road."
Uncle Tao couldn't help but laugh out loud when he heard this, and reached out to ruffle his hair: "You've already memorized the way after just one trip? You're such a smart kid."
He was still a little surprised when he thought of the Little Genius watch that Chaochao had handed him that morning, which he said had been repaired. "Yesterday you just fiddled with a screwdriver and some wires and fixed that new watch. Even Grandpa doesn't have your skills."
When Xiao Yanchao heard the praise, her ears turned slightly red, but she lowered her head and said in a low voice, "Mom always praises me for being smart... but Grandpa, the kindergarten teachers don't seem to like me. They say I have a contagious disease."
He recalled the scene at the kindergarten yesterday, and Bai Xiaoyu's appearance, and his brows furrowed. He thought to himself, "If it weren't for being able to see my sister, I wouldn't actually want to go to school there. I don't like Qin Fang either, or Qin Fang's mother."
Although he was young, he was better at reading people than other children his age, and he could see the disdain hidden in the teachers' eyes.
At this moment, the driver in the front seat glanced at the back seat through the rearview mirror and was secretly surprised. The governor's smile was something that hadn't appeared many times in the past few years. This child actually had such great ability to make the governor so happy.
Seeing Xiao Yanchao's wrinkled little face, Uncle Tao's smile faded a bit. He reached out and gently patted Xiao Yanchao's shoulder, his tone becoming more serious.
"Ignore them, Grandpa will take you there and see who dares to give you a hard time. If anyone bullies you again, just tell Grandpa, and Grandpa will stand up for you."
The driver paused, his hands on the steering wheel, and he was even more astonished.
Having followed Uncle Tao for so many years, he knows the governor's personality best. He is always selfless to the point of being rigid. Even his wife and cousin have repeatedly told him not to take advantage of his status in any special way.
But today, for the sake of this little boy beside him, the governor actually made an unprecedented exception and said he would personally support him!
He secretly glanced at the back seat through the rearview mirror and saw Uncle Tao talking to Xiao Yan with his head down. The gentleness in his eyes was something he had never seen before.
At 8:00 a.m. sharp, people were coming and going at the gate of St. Mary's Kindergarten, but Bai Xiaoyu and several teachers blocked the gate.
She stood ramrod straight, her eyes fixed on the passing crowd, looking like a door god guarding the gate; clearly, she was waiting for someone.
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