Without Ye Yixing in the car, the journey was noticeably quieter.
The three little ones would occasionally say a few words, then go back to playing with their toys.
Once they were downstairs at home, Lu Yun dropped them off and then drove away.
Ye Yixing, who was returning home.
"Dad, what did you want to see me for?"
Ye’s father was surprised to see his son home so early today.
"Did you come from the west today? Why are you back so early?"
Ye Yixing was taken aback: "Weren’t you the one who asked me to come back early?"
"Why would I call you back for no reason? Also, what have you been doing outside every day lately? You keep coming back so late."
Ye’s father started lecturing him again as he spoke.
Ye Yixing didn’t want to listen, so he gave a few perfunctory replies and went upstairs.
He called Lu Yun: "Cousin, my dad didn’t ask me to come back."
"Oh, then I must’ve misread the message."
These days, Ye Yixing would drive here every morning to take Su Xingwan and the three little ones to their filming set, and then in the evening, he and Lu Yun would personally drive them home.
The people at the Republican drama filming set were always surprised to see the person dropping off the three little ones was Young Master Ye.
They remembered that the adult taking care of the three little ones was their aunt, an ordinary person with no background or connections.
Ye Yixing had gotten used to those odd looks from people, and he would just sit down and start browsing his phone, glancing occasionally at the three little ones filming.
The director and some of the lead actors had initially treated the three little ones with basic courtesy, but now the entire crew was taking extra care of them.
One of the lead actors was even curious, asking, "Little ones, what’s your relationship with that Uncle Ye of yours? Why does he pick you up every day?"
The three little ones turned to look at Uncle Ye sitting in the corner playing on his phone.
"He’s just our Uncle Ye!" The two little ones turned back, not understanding why they asked like that.
"Are you related to the two uncles who often pick you up?"
They had seen another uncle come to pick up the little ones the day before; that gentleman occasionally would also come by.
The two little ones remembered the flashcards their aunt bought them, which taught them about family and relatives.
"Yes, we’re related."
Little Su Yan usually didn’t say much; it was always his younger siblings answering their questions.
The lead actors were surprised.
These days, the crew had learned that the man next to Young Master Ye was Mr. Lu.
The three kids initially thought to be from regular families turned out to be quite otherwise.
Zhang Qiaoqiao originally wanted to come over and chat with Su Xingwan, who was dropping off the little ones, but these days, it was always Young Master Ye dropping them off, and aside from the first day, she hadn’t seen Su Xingwan again.
She was puzzled, wondering since when had Su Xingwan gotten so close to Young Master Ye that he was even willing to help take care of her kids, something Zhang Qiaoqiao found unbelievable.
Su Xingwan had already reached the final scenes of filming, and today she could leave early to pick up the little ones ahead of time.
At the company, employees would see Mr. Lu bringing the three kids to the office to play every day, and they’d be there for the whole afternoon.
This made them curious about who Mr. Lu’s wife was, as they’d never seen Mrs. Lu in the office.
There were also rumors that Mr. Lu wasn’t married and that there was no such Mrs. Lu.
The three kids were said to be Mr. Lu’s children from somewhere else.
For a few days now, the three little ones had gotten quite close to the somewhat aloof Uncle Lu on the top floor, no longer afraid of him, and could chat to him every now and then.
Every afternoon, they’d start with lunch, then nap in their little uncle’s lounge, and after waking up, they’d play in the playroom for a while before video chatting with their aunt.
At this moment, two little ones were curiously leaning over their little uncle’s computer desk, watching his hands typing busily and the words on the screen.
"Uncle Lu, do you sit here every day to type and look at those black and blue documents?"
"That seems so tiring," said the two little ones.
Lu Yun turned to look at them, blinking at him.
"Don’t you want to play on the slide?"
The two little ones shook their heads: "We don’t want to; we miss Auntie."
Lu Yun was taken aback.
"Should I get Uncle Ye to call Auntie for you?"
The two little ones: "Auntie is filming right now and can’t answer our call!"
Ye Yixing walked over: "Do you guys like your Auntie that much?"
"We do! Auntie is so good to us."
"Aren’t I and Uncle Lu good to you too?" Ye Yixing was a bit jealous.
The two little ones: "You’re good too, but Auntie is our closest and dearest family!"
The two uncles were stunned.
"Did your Auntie say that to you?"
The two little ones nodded.
"Tell us, how is your Auntie so good to you? Doesn’t she just cook for you every day, sleep with you, and take you everywhere?"
The three little ones were momentarily at a loss for words.
The young kids didn’t know that Uncle Ye was getting jealous.
Ye Yixing: "Can’t think of how your Auntie is good to you?"
Little Su Hua tilted her head: "Auntie praised us as the three little stars from the sky!"
"Three little stars from the sky?"
Ye Yixing was puzzled.
Praising three little stars, why add "from the sky"???
The system thought for a moment: [Could your Auntie have said the words ’genius three treasures’?]
It knew the two little ones didn’t understand many words, but based on its observations over time.
Ten to one, their Auntie had been replaced.
As a system, it wasn’t hard to deduce that the current little aunt might have transmigrated or something like that.
Otherwise, there’s no explaining her sudden change in personality.
Little Su Luo voiced: "Genius three treasures?"
"Yes, Auntie said just that," Little Su Hua happily echoed her brother.
"Did your Auntie say anything else besides that?"
Little Su Hua’s eyes lit up: "Oh right, Auntie mentioned dad novels too, and said it many times."
The two uncles suddenly looked dumbfounded.
Ye Yixing, who knew more, quickly caught on and displayed an indescribable smile.
"Your little Auntie seems so proper, who’d think she’d secretly enjoy bossy CEO novels?"
He couldn’t help but glance over at his ’bossy CEO’ cousin.
The three little ones found Uncle Ye’s unfamiliar smile curious.
"Uncle Ye, what are dad novels?"
At this moment, the three were very eager to understand the term; they often heard it from Auntie, and even Grandpa System mentioned it a few times.
"Dad novels are...? Uncle Ye elongated the words with an ambiguous tone: "Even if I explained it to you little rascals, you wouldn’t get it. You’ll know when you grow up."
The two little ones: Why does Uncle Ye say the same things as Auntie and Grandpa System?
You adults are really strange.
"Uncle Ye, we don’t want to wait until we grow up; we want to know now."
The three little ones’ eyes were filled with a thirst for knowledge.