Mighty Young Master Clings to Her

Ten thousand miles away in the Eastern Europe International's Bai Family, Bai Yichen suddenly sneezed twice. He could feel a cold wind blowing from his back. It was as if someone was plotting against him.    

    

Bai Zhan, who was standing behind Bai Yichen, immediately covered Bai Yichen's knees with a blanket.    

    

"Second Master, do you need to go back to your room?"    

    

Although Bai Yichen had been in charge of the Bai Family's business for the past few years, and had pushed the Bai Family to the next level, only Bai Zhan, who had been following behind him, knew that Bai Yichen had never let go of his thoughts for the past few years.    

    

Sometimes, Bai Zhan was really afraid that Second Master's brain would be completely destroyed one day.    

    

Fortunately, he adopted little master later and even recognized the little miss of the Dongfang family as his goddaughter. With these two little girls by his side, the smile on Bai Yichen's face finally became more genuine.    

    

"No need. Where's Xiaomeng? Is she here?" Bai Yichen had not seen Yung Xiaomeng for a long time. He really missed that little girl who was a ghost of an ancient spirit.    

    

"She has been sent here. She should be here soon!" Bai Zhan replied respectfully.    

    

"Where is little master?"    

    

"little master went to train and heard that the young lady is coming. He even put the training for the past two days together. I think little master wants to play with the young lady! " Although little master wasn't a child of Bai Family and was adopted by Second Master, Bai Zhan still had some feelings for little master.    

    

"En, when Xiaomeng comes over, let Mohan come over!"    

    

Bai Yichen nodded. His voice was as gentle and elegant as the sound of the sun.    

    

As soon as he finished speaking, a happy voice came from the door.    

    

"Godfather, Godfather, I'm here!"    

    

When Bai Yichen heard the familiar voice, a smile immediately appeared on his indifferent face. He pushed the wheelchair and turned around to look at the door.    

    

The next second, he saw a little person flying towards him like a bird waving its wings. The person flew into his arms and almost hit his knee. Luckily, Bai Yichen's body was slightly tilted, which prevented Yung Xiaomeng from hitting Bai Yichen's knee.    

    

"Little girl, slow down. Does it hurt?" Bai Yichen picked Yung Xiaomeng up with one hand. He was deeply afraid that Yung Xiaomeng would hurt. His words were filled with slight worry and indulgence.    

    

Bai Zhan looked to the side and sighed in his heart. Second Master really treated eldest young master Yung and Miss Dongfang's daughter as his own daughter.    

    

"Godfather, I miss you so much. You didn't even miss me, and you didn't even call me!" Yung Xiaomeng pouted and hugged Bai Yichen with a wronged expression.    

    

"Little girl, it's not that you miss daddy, it's that you don't want to be trained every day, right? When your Big Bro Mohan comes later, you can spar with him. Let Godfather see how good your little girl is!"    

    

Yung Xiaomeng and Yung Xiaodai started their daily training after they were three years old. As the future successors of Yung family and Dongfang family, the burden on them was not ordinary.    

    

"Is Brother Mohan here too?" Yung Xiaomeng's eyes lit up when she heard Bai Mohan was there as well.    

    

"Yes, he is!" Bai Yichen rubbed Yung Xiaomeng's head lovingly and looked at Bai Zhan. "Go and call little master over!"    

    

"Yes, Second Master!"    

    

Bai Zhan nodded and respectfully retreated.    

    

Bai Yichen held Yung Xiaomeng and chatted happily with her. The two of them were like real father and son, harmonious and harmonious.    

    

Not long after, Bai Mohan walked over. He was seven or eight years old and looked slightly older than Yung Xiaomeng. His young and handsome face had a bit of maturity because of his tense face.    

    

His eyes looked at Yung Xiaomeng, who was in Bai Yichen's arms. A cold light flashed in his eyes, but his face still looked cold and mature.    

    

Bai Zhan stood by the side and sighed in his heart when he saw little master's mature and mature look, as if every word and action of little master was an adult.    

    

Little master was just too mature. Apart from his small body, which looked like a normal seven or eight-year-old child, his Qi, words, and actions were exactly the same as a normal seven or eight-year-old child. Even if he was an adult, he didn't know if this was a good thing or not.    

    

"Father!"    

    

Bai Mohan walked forward and called Bai Yichen respectfully.    

    

Bai Mohan was already two or three years old when he was brought back by Bai Yichen. He had some faint memories, and he knew Bai Yichen was not his biological father. In addition to Bai Mohan's mature personality, he would never fall into his father's arms like Yung Xiaomeng.    

    

What he wanted was to make his father proud and proud. He wanted his father to know that he had chosen the right person.    

    

To him, besides being his father, Bai Yichen also owed him a great debt of nurturing. He also owed his master a great debt of nurturing!    

    

"Mohan is here. Come, let's have a match with this little girl. Let me see how much she can't get in!" Seeing Bai Mohan walk over, Bai Yichen smiled and nodded. He did not show any displeasure because the other party was not his child.    

    

However, there was still some dignity in his imposing manner, unlike how he doted on Yung Xiaomeng in front of her.    

    

He couldn't spoil a boy, so he had to be taught a good lesson. Otherwise, if he took the wrong path, the consequences would be unimaginable. Every time this happened, Bai Yichen would always think of his uncle, Bai Jian.    

    

He was supposed to be the most outstanding heir of the Bai Family, but in the end, he ended up like that. Now that he thought about it, how could it not be a tragedy?    

    

"Big Bro Mohan, you're here! I miss you so much!"    

    

Yung Xiaomeng saw Bai Mohan coming over and immediately slid down from Bai Yichen's leg and threw herself into Bai Mohan's arms.    

    

Bai Mohan's cold eyes softened. He looked at the little girl's cute little face, and there was a hint of joy in his eyes.    

    

"I miss you too!" His cold voice was sincere. He really missed the little girl.    

    

"Brother Mohan, why do you have a dirty face again? Be careful, no girl will like you when you grow up. Girls nowadays like to be gentle, just like godfathers!"    

    

Yung Xiaomeng looked at the cold Bai Mohan and blinked her eyes. Her bright eyes sparkled like the stars, making Bai Mohan like her like a pair of precious jewels!    

    

"Really? Xiaomeng doesn't like it either?"    

    

Hearing this, Bai Mohan could not help frowning and puzzled. Did young girls nowadays really like to be gentle like their father?    

    

"Of course. I like godfathers. I don't like big ice cubes like my mommy!"    

    

Yung Xiaomeng pouted and said very seriously.    

    

Hearing Yung Xiaomeng's words, Bai Mohan felt slightly disappointed in his heart. He also made a decision in his heart. He must be a gentle and noble young master like his father in the future. He could not be cold to the little girl. Otherwise, the little girl would not like him!    

    

The five-year-old Yung Xiaomeng naturally could not understand Bai Mohan's thoughts at this moment. She also did not know how big of a decision Bai Mohan had made in his heart at this moment.    

    

After many years, Yung Xiaomeng was kidnapped by a man who looked gentle on the outside and had a heart full of evil feelings. Only then did she regret the past and dislike this annoying mouth of hers. It was really a bad thing. Clearly, the cold and domineering CEO was the true love!    

    

It was just that at that time, she had long been on the boat of thieves. Even if she wanted to escape, she would not have the chance!    

    

"I understand!"    

    

Bai Mohan looked at Yung Xiaomeng very seriously. He looked at Yung Xiaomeng's pink and small face and wanted to reach out and pinch it a few times.