<h4>Chapter 886: Do We Have Guests?</h4>


    He Xiyan brought Yuan Yuan to y bumper cars in a children’s park at Ming City. It was extremely crowded here over the weekend and the area was filled with adults and their children.


    Yuan Yuan was extremely excited and he keptughing as he gripped the steering wheel tightly.


    “Mom, let’s go hit them,” he said as he kept turning the wheel in his hand. He crashed into one car after another and let out an excited cry each time he sessfully crashed into a car.


    He Xiyan had already been on five rides with him and realized that her son seemed to have boundless energy and never seemed to tire out. This side of her son seemed at odds with his usual well-behaved image.


    Soon, the music stopped and she stepped out of the bumper car before she stretched out her hand to Yuan Yuan.


    Yuan Yuan said cutely, “Mom, let’s go one more round, shall we? Just one more.” He stuck his index finger out as he begged for another round.


    He Xiyan carried him out of the bumper car. It would be dark if they continued to y here.


    “Time to go home, Yuan Yuan,” she said as she led him toward the gates of the amusement park.


    She panted softly and looked a little tired. She hadn’t slept well over the past few days and didn’t have much of an appetite, so naturally, she was in poor spirits. She had dragged herself out of the house to y with her child today.


    Yuan Yuan stopped insisting on ying when he noticed how tired she was but he kept turning back to look at the rides, clearly reluctant to leave.


    It was already dusk by the time they returned home.


    He Xiyan took out her keys and opened the door. Then, she quickly smelled the fragrant scent of food cooking the moment she entered the house. It smelled like beef.


    He Xiyan looked at the shoe rack and caught sight of a familiar pair of shoes.


    Jiahang was home. He hade home a day earlier than initially nned.


    Yuan Yuan’s stomach was growling so he went inside to get a drink after he took off his shoes and ate a small piece of cake on the table.


    He Xiyan walked toward the kitchen and just as she thought, she found Chen Jiahang cooking in the kitchen. He deftly stir-fried beef slices in the wok and flicked it a few times. Soon, a piping hot te of stir-fried beef slices was done.


    He Xiyan stood at the doorway and as she looked at this familiar figure, tears suddenly appeared in her eyes.


    “Jiahang...” she said.


    Chen Jiahang turned around and he smiled when he noticed that she was home. He picked up the dishes that he had cooked and headed toward the dining area.


    “You must be starving, right? Let’s have dinner,” he said as he ced the food on the table. Then, he scooped a bowl of rice for her.


    He Xiyan went to retrieve an additional pair of chopsticks and a bowl from the closet.


    “What’s wrong? Do we have visitors?” Chen Jiahang asked in confusion. He had headed straight to the kitchen after he returned home.


    He Xiyan shook her head. Just then, Yuan Yuan emerged from the bathroom and wiped at his hands with a towel.


    Chen Jiahang suddenly frowned as he looked at the child.


    It was that boy, Yuan Yuan.


    Yuan Yuan turned around and looked at his mother and the uncle who couldn’t speak. His bright ck eyes blinked and his face broke into a wide smile as he said sweetly, “Uncle Chen...”


    Chen Jiahang froze for several minutes and he finally pasted a smile on his face as he said, “Yuan Yuan, let’s eat.”