"No!"

Tingye refused without thinking, looking at Dan Hanjie as if he were guarding against a thief.

Daddy is a bad guy, he must want to steal Mommy away, so he’s tricking me into crying.

Once I cry, I won’t be good, and Mommy won’t love me anymore.

As a momma’s boy, Tingye rolled his big eyes, lay down on the grass, and played dead.

"Dan Tingye!"

Dan Hanjie stared in shock as the usually clean-loving little rice dumpling plopped directly onto the grass.

He reached out to grab his little collar and lifted him up.

His dark eyes narrowed; there wasn’t a hint of tears in the little guy’s expression, just pure joy.

Good grief, when vying for attention, his tears would flow so happily, looking as pitiful as could be.

Now when asked to cry, he’s smiling like a blooming flower.

Dan Hanjie gritted his teeth.

"Daddy, hold me!"

The little guy immediately extended his small arms, hooking onto his neck as soon as he sensed Dan Hanjie’s displeasure.

His short legs tried hard to clamp around Dan Hanjie’s waist.

Within a few moves, he was securely hanging onto Dan Hanjie’s embrace, nimble as a little monkey.

Looking at his delicate little face, Dan Hanjie’s hand, ready to smack him, silently clenched into a fist.

Damn, he just couldn’t bring himself to do it!

"What are you two whispering about, even knowing to avoid me." Qin Youxuan walked out of the living room, raising an eyebrow in surprise when she saw Tingye actively hanging onto Dan Hanjie.

"Daddy’s being naughty, I’m comforting him." The little guy slid down from Dan Hanjie at the sight of Qin Youxuan and ran over to hug her leg.

"Daddy’s being naughty?" Qin Youxuan, puzzled, picked up the little guy and looked questioningly at Dan Hanjie.

"Daddy tricked the baby into crying, naughty!"

The little guy’s speech was getting more fluent, especially when tattling.

"..."

Qin Youxuan still didn’t quite understand him, frowning slightly.

"Dan Hanjie, are you bullying my son again?"

"Is that the only thing in your head, or can it hold something else?" Dan Hanjie subtly put away his phone, walked over, and enveloped both mother and son in his arms.

"If I hit him, do you think he’d be tattling to you so well, hmm?"

"Baby doesn’t cry, baby’s good!" The little guy pouted unhappily when he noticed Qin Youxuan’s attention was on Dan Hanjie.

"I can’t see where he’s good; looks like he needs a good spanking." Dan Hanjie gritted his teeth viciously, picked him up, tossed him onto the grass, then swept Qin Youxuan up in his arms and headed towards the swing set.

"Mommy..."

Seeing his beloved mommy being taken away, the little guy quickly got up from the grass and chased after them with his short legs.

Being small and having short legs, he quickly fell behind by a long stretch. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

In his hurry, he stumbled and fell onto the grass.

His little face buried in the grass heap.

"Dan Hanjie, Tingye fell!" Qin Youxuan turned her head and gasped, just about to get down when Dan Hanjie’s arm suddenly tightened, holding her firmly, not allowing her to move.

His deep black eyes fixedly staring in Tingye’s direction.

Within three seconds, the little guy got up again.

His chubby little hands patted the dust off his chest, looking pitifully in the direction of his parents, and anxiously ran forward again.

Dan Hanjie’s handsome face was tightly drawn.

Seeing the little guy who just wouldn’t cry, his eyes flickered, and he quickened his pace toward the swing set.