The moment he heard they could go out to play, Chen Xiang withdrew his Divine Ability. His tears vanished on command, his little hands clapped together in excitement, and he rose into the air, circling Chen Wei's head.
Chen Wei shook his head.
Since he was taking his son out anyway, he might as well visit the Discipline Inspection Court and offer a few words of encouragement to the subordinates who had been working day and night these past few days.
But he would have to carry the confidential files on his desk with him.
If they were lost or someone made a copy, the trouble would be enough to bring the heavens crashing down.
Chen Wei had just put the confidential files away.
Yang Chan returned from a stroll in the Back Garden with Chen Xiaochan in her arms. Mother and daughter wore identical expressions. Xiao Chan'er held a rattle drum without shaking it, nestling obediently against Yang Chan.
"Qingquan, are you going out?" Yang Chan asked when she saw Chen Wei straightening his Immortal Robe.
"Our son won't stop fussing." Chen Wei pointed at Chen Xiang above his head. "I'll take him around the Government Office. Old Ma and the others have been working hard reviewing the case files. I ought to show my face and bolster the troops' morale."
"Then I'll come too." Yang Chan's eyes lit up.
Hearing that his mother would join them, Chen Xiang did a somersault and laughed even more delightedly.
"Of course you can come. That works out just-" Before Chen Wei could finish, Yang Chan deposited Chen Xiaochan in his arms.
"Wait here for me."
Yang Chan headed eagerly toward the kitchen. "If we're going to show our appreciation to your subordinates, how could we go empty-handed? I just made some