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Chapter 847: Chapter 831: Finding Qiuqiu Here Chapter 847: Chapter 831: Finding Qiuqiu Here Tang Xincheng still didn’t have a cell phone, and Ren Li’s cell phone was in the hands of the Ren Family.

She only mentioned once that they were going to stay at the Ren Family for a few more days; after that, there was no return call.

Whenever she tried calling, there was not even a hint of a response.

Therefore, she had no other choice but to start with Gu Dabai’s little bottom.

As it turned out, Gu Dabai hadn’t been trained to behave, but she had become as meek as a rabbit.

“What should we do?” Gu Ning asked Tang Yuxin with his eyes, should he use his connections to check on them?

It would take some time, though.

Ren Li never talked about the Ren Family’s affairs, so they knew nothing about them.

Of course, this time they had forgotten to ask Ren Li about these things, thinking she was just going to spend one day and then come back quickly.

Given Ren Li’s character, she wouldn’t likely stay at the Ren Family’s for too long.

But this time, it was unexpectedly different—Ren Li didn’t return when she said she wouldn’t be coming back.

And along with her, Tang Xincheng didn’t come back either, and even had to request leave from school.

Tang Yuxin nodded, they could only check.

Gu Ning’s connections were strong.

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It might take some time, but it was still possible to find out.

At this moment, a small, chubby hand reached out, holding something in it.

“Daddy, daddy, Qiuqiu.”

Gu Dabai extended his little chubby hand forward, and his little head tilted slightly, exuding an irresistible cuteness that made it impossible for anyone to ignore him, even his mother’s fierceness seemed to vanish.

Gu Ning grasped his son’s plump hand and saw that it held something, which seemed to be a small piece of paper.

Little Fatty opened his chubby hand, and indeed, a small piece of paper fell into Gu Ning’s hand.

Gu Ning picked it up and couldn’t help but laugh, then stroked his son’s head.

“What’s that?” Tang Yuxin leaned in to see what was written on the small piece of paper.

Upon looking, she saw a string of words—a certain road, a certain number.

Where did this come from?

And, what is it?

Tang Yuxin couldn’t figure it out.

“Qiuqiu gave it to Dabai,” Dabai said arrogantly, lifting his little chin.

Qiuqiu said he is here.

If Dabai misses Qiuqiu, he can go and find Qiuqiu.

Good boy.

Tang Zhinian patted his grandson’s little head, “This cleverness, just like our Tang Family.”

Yuxin couldn’t help but sigh quietly to herself.

Like the Tang Family?

Their family, in their last life, had been honest, simple, and poor.

Otherwise, they wouldn’t have ended up living in such a way, neither living well nor dying well.

Clearly, Gu Dabai had inherited his intelligence from Gu Ning.

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Tang Yuxin squeezed her son’s little chubby hand.

Gu Dabai suddenly leaned his little face in and nibbled on his mother’s face.

“Dabai loves Mommy the most.”

Tang Yuxin really wanted to nibble on her son in return.

Children are like that; they don’t hold grudges.

They only remember the good things adults do for them and never that their mother has hit them or scolded them.

Even a mother like Tang Yuxin, who is usually too busy to take care of her babies and sometimes scolds them when overwhelmed, isn’t really a good mother.

But Dabai and Xiaobai do love their mother the most.

Tang Yuxin really wanted to give her son a good hug, but the moment she saw Tang Zhinian’s face looking like that of a disgruntled wife, she stealthily retracted her hand that hadn’t yet been extended.

Fortunately, she had not reached out yet, otherwise her dad’s face would have become even longer.

Tang Zhinian grunted and pinched his grandson’s plump little cheeks.

“Does Dabai not like Grandpa?”

Dabai shook his little head as if it were a tambourine.

“Dabai loves Grandpa the most.”

Only then did Tang Zhinian’s face relax.

Otherwise, he was sure the accusation of being ‘heartless’ would have followed.

Thankfully, Gu Dabai had not turned heartless.

Gu Dabai was indeed a child who knew the ways of the world.

“Is this the place?”

Tang Yuxin pointed to a location and said, “Let’s head there now.”

She didn’t really want to go as it seemed somewhat inappropriate, but her father insisted, so she had no choice but to comply with his wishes.

In this world, she always admired and followed her father’s lead without question.

When her father said something, that was what it was, and she would never contradict her father’s wishes.

“Yeah, okay.”

Gu Ning drove the car towards the indicated place, setting aside a slip of paper.

A light breeze, seemingly from nowhere, brushed past and made the paper flutter in the car.

The handwriting on it was graceful and attractive, revealing a certain calligraphic skill—all thanks to Tang Xincheng’s sister, a traditional medicine practitioner.

Apart from anything else, one definitely had to practice good handwriting.

Of course, Gu Ning was well aware of the place arranged on the note.

In Beijing, it was a famously prime location, which was no surprise considering Ren Li’s aristocratic composure in all aspects, evidently as someone from the Ren Family.

Even though the Ren Family did not compare to the Gu Family, they still had some local fame, once celebrated as the Book-loving Family.

It was hard to believe that such a good reputation had produced a woman who was nearly beyond belief, sunk into such sleazy affairs.

Tang Zhinian was always playing with Dabai, chatting with his grandson in a cooing voice.

The child’s innocent prattle delighted Tang Zhinian deeply; he loved his grandson and couldn’t bear to be apart from him.

His son had been away for two days, and he had not bothered to look for him.

If it weren’t for the grandson’s longing for his uncle, he might not have even considered calling his son back.

Dabai, excited, occasionally gazed out the window, kicking his little feet around because he was thrilled to see his uncle soon.

It was puzzling how much he adored his uncle, possibly because the uncle had always helped change their diapers since they were babies.

Dabai loved his uncle more than even his own parents.

The car sped along quickly, making the trip from Tang Garden in about an hour.

The road conditions were quite reasonable with not many private cars around, allowing them to reach the Ren Family home without any impediments.

Tang Zhinian picked up his grandson, noting that Dabai only wore a pair of woolen socks on his feet and no shoes.

It didn’t really matter if he wore shoes or not since his grandpa would carry him.

Whenever they were out, Tang Zhinian always insisted on holding his grandson, saying that with such an adorable grandson, someone might steal him if he wasn’t careful, which would lead to his own demise from frustration.

He touched Dabai’s little face.

The wind wasn’t too cold at the moment, but he still wrapped his grandson tightly and tucked his chubby feet inside his own coat.

That way, no matter what, the little fatty wouldn’t catch a chill.