Chapter 103 2/2

Jiang Li thought about that very pain-tolerant Alpha he met in the underground city, almost wondering if the little one had insensitivity to pain, so he took him to the paediatric department for a check-up.

“Jiang Li: ‘In any case, you can’t hide quietly and cause trouble on your own.'”

Jiang Wangxing: “I understand, Daddy.”

Jiang Li doubted he really understood; otherwise, the nanny wouldn’t be crying, saying she couldn’t manage him even though she didn’t want to leave him.

The little one talked and walked earlier than others, spoke logically, and had a deceptively innocent appearance. When the nanny was tidying up his toys, Jiang Wangxing would say, “Baby will sit here and not move.”

His obedient demeanour would confuse anyone.

The nanny had been tricked more times than she had eaten meals.

Jiang Li: “Whether you’re dirty or not, come straight home, and Daddy will help you wash, okay?”

Jiang Wangxing: “Okay!”

From the next day onwards, the little one Jiang Li brought home was no longer a clean little bun but a dirty one.

Definitely his own child.

Dr. Jiang’s cleanliness obsession was on the brink of collapse.

“My cleanliness habit is definitely acquired, not inherited at all,” Jiang Li said, scrubbing the little one’s sand-filled hair.

“Daddy, what are you saying?”

“You are Daddy’s good baby.”

This year’s Children’s Day, Jiang Wangxing was twenty months old, the one he was most actively involved in.

Jiang Wangxing: “I’m a one-year and eight-month-old child!”

Jiang Li asked for his opinion, “Where would you like to go?”

Jiang Wangxing heard the older kids at daycare talking about hiking with their parents, and it sounded fun to him, so he said he wanted to go hiking too.

Jiang Li was taken aback. There weren’t many mountains in the central district, so it made sense for the little one to yearn for famous mountains and rivers.

He searched for a nearby mountain with a cable car and said, “Alright.”

The central district’s surrounding area is well-developed for tourism, with mountains and hot springs, making it a great weekend getaway.

Jiang Li carefully packed the hiking essentials: emergency medicines, disinfectant, raincoats, spare clothes, food, drinking water, etc. Every trip with the little one requires carrying a large bag.

Children’s Day fell on a weekday, so Yuan Hua and Yang Xiaoli were unavailable. Jiang Li, with a large bag on his back and the little one in tow, headed to the forest park.

He bought matching parent-child baseball caps, one for each of them, which always attracted the attention of passersby when they were out together.

Jiang Wangxing was excited the entire time, refusing to take the cable car and insisting on hiking with the group.

Since the mountain wasn’t very high, most tourists chose to walk up.

Jiang Li looked at his son’s short legs with scepticism.

“Daddy,” Jiang Wangxing hugged his leg, speaking in a babyish voice, “Daddy, you work so hard to make money; I can walk by myself.”

Jiang Li replied, “It’s not hard.”

“Daddy, take the cable car; I’m not afraid of getting tired.”

The ticket seller laughed and spoke on behalf of Jiang Wangxing: “Many kids, even younger than him, don’t take the cable car.”

So, Jiang Li held his hand and walked up the path.

Everywhere Jiang Wangxing went, uncles and aunties praised him.

The little one ran back and forth energetically.

Jiang Li’s eyelids twitched as he watched.

But the primary rule for taking a child out was to let them freely enjoy nature.

“Daddy, I want to drink water.”

Jiang Li took out a bottle of warm milk from his backpack and said, “We’re halfway there.”

“Okay,” the little one said.

As Jiang Wangxing drank, his eyelids began to droop.

“Finished drinking? ”

No response.

Jiang Li sighed. “I knew it! ”

Jiang Li’s eyelids kept twitching. When he turned around, he saw the little one had fallen asleep, leaning against him.

“Wake up, Jiang Wangxing.”

No response.

Jiang Li had no choice but to carry the over-twenty-pound toddler and continue hiking.

Twenty minutes later, Dr. Jiang sat on the steps, the little one lying motionless at his feet.

He couldn’t carry him any further.

Jiang Li took a mosquito-repellent bag from his backpack, covered the little one, and began contemplating life.

What the staff said about kids younger than his hiking must have meant they took turns carrying the child, right? He had underestimated the challenge.

Suddenly, a squad of soldiers marched up with thunderous momentum, as if they were about to storm the mountain.

Jiang Li quickly picked up his son and moved to the side of the steps.

The person leading the squad walked past with eyes straight ahead, moving swiftly as if walking on flat ground.

Following him was a majestic military dog, running agilely on all fours.

Jiang Li shifted to the side, feeling the alpha’s presence create a gust of wind as he passed.

Was something happening on the mountain? Why bring a military dog?

Just as he was thinking this, one of the soldiers who had passed by suddenly returned, staring intently at Jiang Li and the little one in his arms.

Jiang Li, holding his son protectively, switched his phone to the dial screen for Yang Xiaoli’s number. “Is there something you need? ”

**The first Alpha drawn to the little one scratched his head and called out to his comrades, “Don’t be nervous!”**

“I just want to see the kid.”

“Wow, he looks a lot like our boss.”

With that one sentence, a bunch of orderly Alphas crowded around, causing the team to instantly fall into chaos.

“He really does look similar!”

“I want to pinch his cheeks.”

“Do you need help? I can carry him to the top of the mountain!”

“I’ll carry him!”

Jiang Li: “IfIf asking the police for help was an option, he was a bit tempted.

Even the military dog ran over, sitting and watching in a position typical of guarding a suspect.

Cen Lang, leading the rapid march, suddenly realised his soldiers and dog were missing.

This was undoubtedly his most failed leadership experience ever.

With a dark expression, he looked down at the Alphas who were currently restrained, his anger flaring up.

He must have been blind to have chosen these so-called elites.

“Get back up here!” he shouted.