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Chapter Thirteen
Wei Wuxian was flabbergasted to see Lan Wangji suddenly walking away. He even thought that he had scared the man away with his unrestrained words.
When Lan Wangji stopped in front of a stall selling children toys, Wei Wuxian finally realized what he was planning to do. He was going to appease the crying child with a toy just like what he did in Yiling. Wei Wuxian’s heart melted with the sight of Lan Wangji choosing toys for Wei Yuan. He sighed, Lan Wangji was the same no matter what timeline.
Lan Wangji returned with a mini drum in hand. His frigid countenance when paired with a cute toy was quite funny but warm.
“Mmm?” Wei Yuan looked up as he heard an interesting rattling in front of him. Then he saw the handsome uncle who made his A’Niang sad handing him a very fascinating object. His chubby hands automatically reached for the fascinating object, forgetting the reason why he cried. “…Ba..baba.”
Both Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji froze when they heard what the child said.
Wei Wuxian laughed awkwardly, “A’Yuan, A’Yuan, don’t call everyone you see Dad, got it?”
Wei Yuan stared at his mother with his big pitiful eyes, his tears threatening to fall once again.
Wei Wuxian hugged his son to prevent him from crying, “Remember that not everyone who has the milk is the mother and not everyone who has the money is the father.”
Wei Yuan shook his head in Wei Wuxian’s neck as he stubbornly mumbled with flowing tears, “Baba... Baabaa… Baabaa.”
Wei Wuxian apologetically looked at Lan Wangji. The solemn man frowned, “…his father?”
Maybe because Lan Wangji had asked him if he knew ‘Wei Ying’, Wei Wuxian thought that Lan Wangji already believed his lies. It helped him to somewhat loosen up. And since he’s at ease, his mischievous mind started to work once again.
“His father? Isn’t it you, Fujun?” Wei Wuxian coyly raised an eyebrow.
Lan Wangji’s eyes opened wide, “Me?”
The Second Jade’s face right now was quiet scary, making Wei Wuxian regret his choices in life.
“Of course it’s-” Wei Wuxian wanted to take back what he had said but his son had interrupted him at the very fortunate moment.
Wei Yuan, hearing his mother’s lies, suddenly pulled away from her embrace. His teary eyes stared pitiably at Lan Wangji as he raised his chubby arms. “…Baba!”
Wei Wuxian, “!!!” He turned to Lan Wangji with a reassuring smile as he said, “It’s alright, you don’t have to…”
Lan Wangji, however, spoke, “It is fine. Let me carry him.”
Wei Wuxian was given no time to react as his son betrayed him as soon as Lan Wangji offered his hands in front of the child. Happily, Wei Yuan clung into Lan Wanji’s pristine white robes with all the tears and snot left on his face from crying so hard. Wei Wuxian tucked Chenqing back to his sash and immediately produced a handkerchief to clean his son’s face. He had no idea why Lan Wangji was doing all of these things that he wouldn’t do in normal circumstances, but the man’s neat appearance was the priority.
Lan Wangji’s eyes warmed up as he stared at the beauty beside him. Then, his gaze shifted to the chubby child in his arms. Ears burning, he thought that this moment felt right.
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