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Chapter 1318: Little Cutie Gu Ran, with Two Little Cuties

The restaurant's hustle and bustle was made even more vibrant by the arrival of Son Ye-jeong and her son.

The little ones, who were already old enough to understand, politely greeted Sun Yizhen, saying, "Hello, Aunt Sun!"

Sun Yizhen responded with a smile, saying, "Auntie brought you a box of delicious food, which is in the living room. You can get it yourselves after you finish eating, okay?"

"it is good!"

"great……"

The little ones cheered and jumped for joy; they were all extremely happy.

Lin Lang smiled and handed Xiao Haoxun to Shen Cuiping.

Shen Cuiping held Xiao Haoxun tightly, reluctant to let go. She stroked her grandson's soft cheeks with her fingertips again and again, and kept saying, "This child is so handsome. His eyebrows and eyes are like Yizhen's, and his face shape is like Alang's. He is such a good-looking boy."

Sun Yizhen stood to the side with a gentle smile on her face, occasionally giving her son a few words of advice.

Xiao Haoxun was a little shy because his grandmother spoiled him. He buried himself in Shen Cuiping's arms, secretly peeking out to look at everyone in the restaurant. When his eyes swept over Lin Zhiqing and Xiao Haoyi, they lit up, but then quickly shrank back.

Shen Cuiping kissed her grandson's cheek tenderly, the soft touch melting her heart.

"Haoxun, my grandson, how about giving Grandma a kiss? Grandma will cook you something delicious for lunch herself."

Xiao Haoxun was a little shy, but he still hugged Shen Cuiping's neck and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek.

"Oh my, my precious grandson, you are so adorable!" Shen Cuiping lifted Xiao Haoxun, whom she was holding tightly in her arms, and kissed his soft face again and again.

This made Xiao Haoxun giggle shyly.

Zhou Mengyao smiled and got up to pull out a chair for Sun Yizhen: "Yizhen, sit down quickly. You must be tired from the journey. Have something to eat first."

She picked up the serving chopsticks and placed a crab roe bun on Sun Yizhen's plate, saying, "Try it, it tastes quite authentic."

Sun Yizhen quickly thanked him and sat down to eat breakfast.

Xiao Haoxun pointed to the crystal shrimp dumplings on the table and said in Korean that he wanted to eat them. Shen Cuiping immediately understood, carefully picked one up and held it to his lips, not forgetting to blow on it: "Eat slowly, don't burn your mouth."

Sun Yizhen looked at her son and said, "Haoxun, you have to speak Chinese in Shanghai, otherwise Grandma won't understand."

"Okay, Mom," Xiao Haoxun nodded vaguely.

Lin Lang had just put Sun Yizhen's suitcase aside when he turned around and saw this harmonious scene between the grandmother and granddaughter, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up.

"Mom, please sit down and eat too. I'll get Xun'er a high chair."

Shen Cuiping, however, held Xiao Haoxun back in her high chair and said affectionately, "No need, let Xun'er sit on my lap to eat."

Seeing how much his mother doted on Xiao Haoxun, Lin Lang didn't say anything. He sat back down in his dining chair and continued eating with Sun Yizhen and the children.

Looking at her two daughters-in-law with such different temperaments—one gentle and sweet, the other aloof and graceful—Shen Cuiping was overjoyed.

Soon, Han Zaiyin, Ma Yili, Gu Keqing, Yang Mi, Bai Xiaowei, Wang Xinling, Tang Yan, Tong Lei and other concubines arrived at the restaurant one after another and greeted Sun Yizhen.

Then they sat down next to their children, and the whole family enjoyed a lively breakfast together.

Shen Cuiping sat in the center of the dining table, beaming from ear to ear as the matriarch of the household, thinking to herself: What kind of divine son do I have?

That's how he was able to marry so many beautiful concubines and have so many children.

These pampered daughters-in-law, who never lift a finger to do housework, must be spending a fortune every month.

No one else could afford to raise it!

It’s great to have money!

Ah Lang has really made something of himself; the Lin family's ancestral graves must be emitting auspicious smoke!

After the family finished their lively breakfast, Son Ye-jeong brought the children to the villa's first-floor lobby and distributed the children the specialty snacks she had brought back from South Korea.

The little ones were overjoyed and surrounded Sun Yizhen, calling her "Auntie Sun" repeatedly.

Because Shen Cuiping was going to cook lunch herself for her pregnant daughter-in-law and grandchildren, she went to the kitchen of the Lin residence to prepare the food after breakfast.

Several daughters-in-law who were good at cooking, including Li Moli, Mu Xueman, Su Wanxing, Gu Rou, Guan Tingmei, and Ma Xiaofei, all went to help their mother-in-law in order to please her and leave a better impression on Shen Cuiping.

Lin Lang held his infant son, Xiao Haocan, in his arms, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the hall, basking in the sun and coaxing his son, who was not yet a month old, to giggle.

Pan Xiaoting held a Polaroid camera and took many precious photos of Lin Lang and his son as keepsakes.

After looking at it, Lin Lang smiled and said, "Xiao Ting, come on, let's take some selfies as a family of three."

"Okay, hehe!" Pan Xiaoting leaned forward and snuggled against Lin Lang's shoulder.

"Click...click..." I took a few selfies.

As she watched the Polaroid camera eject photographic paper and transform it into photos, capturing heartwarming family portraits of the three of them, Pan Xiaoting smiled broadly.

Just then, the door to the lobby on the first floor was gently pushed open by a maid, who respectfully greeted, "Hello, Aunt Gu!"

Gu Ran, dressed in a pink bodycon dress, walked in pushing an exquisite twin stroller. The little bells hanging on the stroller jingled as she pushed it.

As soon as she stepped into the lobby of the Lin family villa, she saw a scene even more lively than during the Chinese New Year.

The twins lying in the crib are Gu Ran and Lin Lang's son and daughter.

The two adorable little ones, just turned 11 months old, are lying in their strollers, babbling and waving their little hands. They look incredibly cute.

"Is this... guests coming to our house? Why is it so lively so early in the morning?" Gu Ran asked with a smile, her voice soft, and she pushed the stroller even more slowly, afraid of disturbing the child inside.

The maid replied, "Aunt Sun just brought Young Master Haoxun back to Shanghai. She brought lots of delicious food for the children from South Korea and is distributing snacks to the young masters and ladies right now."

"No wonder it's so lively!" Gu Ran's face showed the ease and comfort of returning from her parents' home, and her eyes were full of maternal tenderness.

As soon as he finished speaking, a small figure ran over happily; it was Lin Lang's eldest daughter, Wang Ailin.

With her long hair flowing over her shoulders and wearing a little red dress, she fluttered to the stroller like a cheerful little butterfly, tilting her head up and sweetly calling out, "Auntie Gu, you're back!"

Her eyes sparkled as she stared at the stroller with a smile. "I want to see my little brother and sister. Have they gotten fatter?"

Gu Ran was amused by Wang Ailin's enthusiasm, reached out and patted her head, saying affectionately, "Lin'er is so good, see?"

Wang Ailin nodded vigorously, carefully leaned over the armrest of the stroller, and peered inside.

The car was lined with soft red velvet cushions, and a pair of twins lay side by side inside, their little faces rosy and their long eyelashes like two small fans, occasionally fluttering slightly.

Xiao Haoting was wearing a blue onesie, his little hands were clenched into fists, and there was a faint smile on his lips.

Little Zhitian was wrapped in a pink swaddle, her head tilted slightly, and she was shaking a teething toy in her hand.

"Wow—" Wang Ailin couldn't help but exclaim softly, her voice extremely low, "The little girl's face is so soft, like a marshmallow! The little boy's fist is so small, can I touch it?"

She looked up at Gu Ran with her little face full of expectation.

Gu Ran smiled and nodded: "Sure, just be gentle."

Wang Ailin immediately stretched out her chubby little finger and carefully touched the back of Xiao Haoting's hand. The little guy seemed to be startled, and his little mouth moved, making soft "ee-ee-ya-ya" sounds.

Startled, Wang Ailin quickly withdrew her hand, covered her mouth and giggled. She then leaned closer to Xiao Zhitian and whispered, "Little sister, I'm your older sister Lin'er. Call me 'older sister'."

Little Zhitian's mouth was moving, her eyes were bright as she stared at Wang Ailin, her little legs were kicking back and forth, and she was making soft, sweet humming sounds.

Hearing the commotion, the people in the hall gradually came over.

When Lin Lang saw Gu Ran pushing the stroller back, his eyes lit up instantly. He carefully handed the baby Hao Can, whom he was holding, back to Pan Xiaoting.

Then, he strode forward, his tone filled with delight: "Oh my, my Ting'er and Tian'er are back! Let Daddy have a good time with them."

Lin Lang bent down and carefully examined the two little ones, gently stroking Xiao Zhitian's cheek with his fingers, his movements so tender.

"Look at my two little darlings, they're so handsome, like dolls in a painting!"

Lin Lang's voice, filled with undisguised joy, seemed to possess a magical quality as it reached the ears of the two little ones.

Xiao Haoting slowly loosened his clenched fists, his bright black eyes staring straight at Lin Lang, his little head tilted slightly, as if trying to recognize this familiar and dear figure.

He opened his little mouth, which had just grown two milk teeth, and made a series of soft, sweet "ee-ya" sounds. His little hands unconsciously stretched out towards Lin Lang, and his short legs kicked even more enthusiastically in the stroller.

Xiao Zhitian, seemingly influenced by her brother's actions, stopped staring at Wang Ailin and turned her gaze to Lin Lang.

Her little hand, clutching the teething toy, froze in mid-air. Her bright eyes curved into crescents, her cheeks flushed with excitement, and she made soft "gurgling" sounds.

Their soft, cuddly appearance melted Lin Lang's heart. He even softened his breathing, afraid of disturbing his two precious darlings.

Gu Ran stood to the side, looking at the overflowing affection in Lin Lang's eyes, and a gentle smile involuntarily appeared on her lips.

Sunlight streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the hall, falling on Lin Lang's profile and outlining his gentle features, while also illuminating the deep affection he held for his child in his eyes.

Gu Ran's eyes were overflowing with tenderness, and her tone softened as she spoke: "Honey, have you been thinking about Ting'er and Tian'er?"

"I missed you, of course I missed you! And I missed you even more!" Lin Lang said sweetly as always, but his eyes remained fixed on the two little ones.

He carefully lifted the sunshade of the stroller, stretched out his hands, and gently touched the back of Xiao Haoting's hand with his fingertips, feeling the warm and delicate touch.

Little Haoting excitedly waved his little hand at Lin Lang, seemingly wanting a hug.

Lin Lang slowly bent down, supporting Xiao Haoting's waist and hips with one hand and protecting his neck with the other, gently lifting him from the stroller.

The moment Xiao Haoting was picked up, instead of crying, he giggled and drooled down his chin, dripping onto Lin Lang's hand, warm and sticky.

Lin Lang didn't care at all; instead, he laughed even more heartily.

He held Xiao Haoting tightly in his arms, letting the child's little head rest on his shoulder, and nuzzled the little guy's soft hair with the tip of his nose.

Then, he lowered his head and kissed Xiao Haoting's rosy cheeks lightly, as if kissing a cloud.

"My dear Ting'er, did you miss your father?"

"Look at this little face, it's as soft as tofu, even Daddy can't bear to touch it too hard."

As if he understood, Xiao Haoting wiggled his little body in Lin Lang's arms.

He gripped Lin Lang's shirt tightly with his little hands, rubbed his head against his shoulder, and hummed "ee-ya ee-ya" in a voice so sweet it could melt your heart.

Lin Lang looked down at the little one in his arms, his eyes filled with an overwhelming tenderness.

He kissed Xiao Haoting on the other cheek, and then placed a gentle kiss on his forehead, his tone incredibly doting.

"Look at our Ting'er, he's getting more and more handsome. He'll definitely be a good older brother who dotes on his younger sister in the future."

Gu Ran stood aside watching this scene, a smile never fading from her lips.

Watching Lin Lang carefully holding his son, and seeing the son's dependent and joyful expression in his arms, a sweet feeling welled up in her heart like a spring.