My baby is two and a half years old. Daddy, hurry up and make some milk!

Shen Shilan followed behind Le Bao, turning down countless rooms and apologizing countless times before finally reaching the private room where Xiao Nanfeng was.

When had Shen Shilan ever been so humble? Today, he finally got a taste of the difficulties of being a parent of a bratty kid.

Finally, the chubby boy pushed open the door to a private room, which happened to be the room where Xiao Nanfeng was.

Upon seeing Xiao Nanfeng, Shen Shilan breathed a huge sigh of relief.

He finally doesn't have to apologize anymore.

"Le Bao, you're finally here."

Xiao Nanfeng stepped forward, picked up the chubby girl, and kissed her on the face several times.

Le Bao pushed his face away with some disgust; she was angry at being kissed.

"Who told you to kiss her? Get away from her."

Like Lu Chenyue, Shen Shilan couldn't stand seeing other men kissing the little one, no matter who they were.

He scooped Le Bao out of Xiao Nanfeng's arms and carried her to the sofa himself.

"Le Bao, are you feeling better?"

Feng Lin brought over a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice, inserted a straw, and fed it to Le Bao.

The little guy took a few big gulps through the straw, then lifted up his shirt:

"Look, my brother, I'm hurt."

Feng Lin glanced at the band-aid on her lower abdomen; it didn't seem too serious.

But he still provided plenty of emotional support for the little guy.

The chubby boy was so pleased with Feng Lin's coaxing that he soon burst into laughter.

"Baby, don't lift your clothes like that anymore. You're a girl, you can't let others see your fleshy parts, understand?"

Shen Shilan acted like a mother hen, explaining all sorts of safety tips for girls to the little one.

"It's like a big brother, my baby, big brother is crying."

The chubby boy tilted his head back in response.

Shen Shilan was speechless after being rebuked.

"Baby, your uncle is right. From now on, no one except family members can see your body or touch you, understand?"

Feng Lin also joined in the little guy's safety education.

Shen Wanning and Lu Chenyue had said these words to her countless times. Le Bao was very good at sticking to this principle in front of strangers.

"Howl, it chirped!"

Shen Shilan: So all that I just said is less effective than what someone else said casually.

Feng Lin smiled and patted the little guy's head, asking him what song he wanted to sing.

"Brother Lan, you'll have to get used to the fact that Le Bao is a sucker for good looks."

Xiao Nanfeng had already gotten used to the little guy's preferential treatment.

"Am I that ugly?"

Shen Shilan asked.

"How could that be? You are a man of exceptional appearance and handsome features."

Xiao Nanfeng's words were not an exaggeration; none of the people in their circle were unattractive.

On the contrary, they are all fair-skinned, beautiful, and have long legs. They are tall, have good temperament, and of course, they are rich.

"Then why does Le Bao like him more?"

Shen Shilan was puzzled.

"Ahem, Brother Lan, although we're both good-looking, we're still older than Feng Lin."

As the name suggests, you and I both lost because of our age.

Shen Shilan's face darkened instantly.

He's only thirty, the prime of his life, so how come he's already considered old by this young man's standards?

He turned to look at the chubby little boy laughing heartily in Feng Lin's arms. What a realistic little fellow.

Since Le Bao arrived, no one has been singing in the private room.

Firstly, she held the microphones tightly, not just one, but all of them, into her arms.

She wants to speak but doesn't allow others to sing, because if others sing, she can't hear them.

Secondly, she wanted to be the karaoke queen so that everyone could listen to her sing with peace of mind.

"Hey, Lan-ge, who do you think Le Bao's behavior is like?"

Xiao Nanfeng held up his wine glass and sighed to Shen Shilan.

Shen Shilan looked at the microphones scattered around Le Bao and the baby she was holding in her arms. Who did the baby look like? It looked like her father, her grandmother, and also a little like him.

Haha, it's true that nephews resemble their uncles, which actually makes Shen Shilan feel somewhat gratified.

He would rather his child be assertive and fierce than be weak and vulnerable and suffer losses outside.

Unsurprisingly, the chubby girl sang her famous signature song, "Counting Ducks."

Feng Lin selected a song for her and asked her to sing it while looking at the screen.

At this point, no one had realized anything.

When the chubby boy opened his mouth, the microphone emitted a piercing roar, and everyone finally took it seriously.

Feng Lin tried to stop Le Bao several times, but to no avail.

It started because the little guy grabbed the microphone and started singing before the image on the screen even appeared.

Later, after the scene came on, before the rhythm even started, the chubby boy started yelling again.

In the end, Feng Lin simply stopped trying to stop him.

He remembered that the little guy couldn't read and couldn't follow the subtitles on the screen.

This is the first time Le Bao has ever sung with a microphone.

When she first uttered that sound, she was startled herself. Why was the sound so loud?

She reached out and tapped the microphone, and the sound from the microphone came through.

"Feed, feed..."

Hahahahaha.

"Gagagagagagagagaga."

The little guy kept holding the microphone to test the sound, laughing happily to himself.

"Alright, alright, you can sing now."

Shen Shilan pressed down her mischievous little hands and told her that she could sing now.

The crowd, who had been looking forward to hearing the baby's sweet, childlike singing, were surprised when the baby's voice came out, as if Li Kui had been reincarnated.

Not only was his voice unpleasant, but the chubby boy also had to yell loudly, making his voice extremely piercing.

Not only was her voice loud, but the problem was that she wasn't on tune at all.

It's one thing if she's off-key, but she just keeps singing "ga ga ga ga" over and over again.

After finishing the song, he laughed heartily, amusing himself.

Laughter came through the microphone, and Shen Shilan had already caught a glimpse of several heads trying to observe the situation from the doorway.

He quickly changed the song to a soothing and tender one.

But he overlooked the fact that the chubby girl couldn't read or understand the pitch. Most importantly, the microphone was in her hands, and how she sang and what she sang had nothing to do with what song you played; it all depended on her mood.

So, unsurprisingly, the lyrical songs were also swept up by the chubby boy's clapping.

Some people in the private room couldn't stand it anymore and made excuses to go to the restroom or smoke, and then they all left.

Now only Xiao Nanfeng, Shen Shilan, Feng Lin and Le Bao remain.

"Le Bao, can you sing one for your uncle?"

Shen Shilan wanted to stop the chubby boy's annoying voice and give him some peace and quiet.

"Here, Uncle, sing it."

The little guy generously shared a microphone with Shen Shilan.

Immediately, Shen Shilan was moved to tears.

However, as soon as he picked up the microphone and selected a song he wanted to sing, the little fat boy's magical voice appeared again just as the microphone was about to his lips.

"Baby, weren't we letting your uncle sing?"

Shen Shilan grabbed her microphone and asked her a question.

"Uncle sings this, baby sings this."

Le Bao's point is that whether you sing with this microphone or I sing with this microphone, it won't affect anything.

Shen Shilan looked up at the sky speechlessly, but all he could see was a dark roof.

And so, the three grown men, wearing newly bought earplugs, utterly dejected, accompanied the chubby boy as he wailed and howled in the room.