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It wasn’t someone else, but Mr. King Huangfu Yaoyang himself.

Upon discovering that the little one wasn’t in bed, the two of them immediately went looking for him.

"I’m here!" the little one turned his face and responded.

"Now, go and stay with grandma and grandpa, Daddy will come back as soon as possible, okay?" Huangfu Jue asked softly.

Turning his little face back, Gan Tang nodded gently, "Tell mommy when you see her, I miss her so much."

"Certainly!" Huangfu Jue nodded solemnly, then handed him over to Leng Xiaoye, who had approached.

"Your little feet are cold, let’s go, let’s hurry back, and warm your feet in grandma’s warm bed!" Leng Xiaoye glanced at his son and turned around to carry Gan Tang towards the nearby bedroom.

Nodding to his father, Huangfu Jue turned to leave.

"Stop!"

The authoritative voice of Huangfu Yaoyang rang out.

Huangfu Jue stopped in his tracks and turned to look at his father, "I hope you won’t stop me!"

The deep gaze of Huangfu Yaoyang’s heterochromatic eyes landed on his son’s face, and after a moment, he spoke.

"I will call the Foreign Minister of M Country and let him know that you will be visiting him."

Paul, on the side, showed a look of pleasure.

With Huangfu Yaoyang contacting the Foreign Minister of M Country, this trip of Huangfu Jue’s to M Country would be considered a diplomatic visit, and M Country would be responsible for his safety.

Even if Moses had influence, he wouldn’t dare threaten Huangfu Jue’s safety lightly; otherwise, A Country would have the right to hold the M Country government accountable.

Huangfu Jue, of course, understood this as well, and knowing he had misunderstood his father, regret tinged his blue eyes.

"Thank you, Dad!"

"This does not mean I have forgiven you for wanting to give up the throne," Huangfu Yaoyang said, his eyes slightly narrowing, "When you return, we will settle accounts!"

This sentence, though threatening, was no longer in the harsh tone of a king but with the reproachful tone of a father.

Nodding to his father, Huangfu Jue turned and strode towards the direction of the corridor.

"Will!"

"Yes, sir!"

Bowing to Mr. King, Will turned and followed behind Huangfu Jue.

Watching his son’s figure disappear around the corridor corner, Huangfu Yaoyang lifted his hand to slide it into the pocket of his robe, letting out a gentle sigh.

"Good luck, son!"

Approaching the window, he watched the helicopter take off, growing distant, and Huangfu Yaoyang returned to the bedroom.

On the big bed, Leng Xiaoye was playing rock-paper-scissors with Gan Tang. Noticing him enter, the little one immediately snuggled into Leng Xiaoye’s embrace, making room for him.

"Grandpa, come in, it’s cold outside."

Sitting down beside him, Huangfu Yaoyang reached out and gently touched the little one’s soft hair.

"What would you like to eat?"

The little one thought for a while, then shook his head.

"I’m not very hungry."

"Missing mommy?" Huangfu Yaoyang asked.

"Yeah." The little one didn’t hide it, his bright black eyes lifted to look at Huangfu Yaoyang, "Grandpa, do you think... Daddy can find mommy?"

"Of course." Huangfu Yaoyang reached out to tuck in the blankets, "But before that, you need to take good care of yourself, so that mom and dad can go and do what they need to do without worry."

The little one nodded, then sat up from under the blankets and threw them off.

"Xiaotang?" Leng Xiaoye stood up puzzled, "What are you doing?"

The little one hopped out of bed, donned his little slippers, "I’m going to change clothes and run in the garden. Teacher Sherry said that I need to exercise to grow strong."

Leng Xiaoye and Huangfu Yaoyang exchanged a look, both smiling at the same time.