Daddy! Come Home for Dinner!

He didn’t want to tie Ye Fei’s life down, making her always lonely.

Zhao Gushen never expected that Ye Xiaomo, at such a young age, would have such mature thoughts.

It’s because he and Ye Fei rely on each other; such a life is pushing him to mature earlier.

"Since you understand so much, you surely don’t want Ye Fei to be misunderstood. Just like those bad things Wang Zishuai’s mother said today." However, Ye Xiaomo still couldn’t compare to Zhao Gushen’s craftiness.

"Do you want people to misunderstand that she doesn’t have self-respect?" Zhao Gushen never dreamed that one day he would use reverse psychology on a four-year-old kid.

"Xiao Fei is not like that!" Ye Xiaomo puffed his cheeks angrily.

"Yes, I’ve heard you say she was framed." Zhao Gushen said while retrieving the cookies.

He handed Ye Xiaomo a cookie: "Have a cookie and slowly tell me how she was framed?"

"Since you’ve already started, and let me know she was framed, it doesn’t hurt to tell me the details of the cause and effect," Zhao Gushen coaxed.

"I know the truth; I have a sense of it. If Ye Fei gets bullied again, I’ll know how to back her up." Zhao Gushen’s smile grew increasingly gentle.

Little did he know, Ye Xiaomo secretly gave him three words in his heart.

Old fox.

Unaware, Zhao Gushen continued to smile and say, "Otherwise, if I know nothing, what if I say something wrong while backing her up and it backfires?"

Ye Xiaomo wasn’t tangled at all.

He had been waiting for Zhao Gushen to say this.

After all, since Zhao Gushen already knew about Ye Fei being framed, telling him everything really didn’t make a difference.

And he could have such a big supporter.

Zhao Gushen personally said he would back Ye Fei in the future, which wasn’t like before when Ye Xiaomo shamelessly insisted on it being Zhao Gushen.

So, Ye Xiaomo looked at Zhao Gushen, not very confidently: "Do you keep your word? If I tell you how Xiao Fei was framed, will you always back her in the future? No matter what happens, will you back her?"

Ye Xiaomo, small as he was, wanted to confirm everything he could think of with Zhao Gushen.

Afraid that Zhao Gushen would find loopholes and not back Ye Fei if something happened.

But in the end, he was only four years old; no matter how much he thought, he couldn’t think of everything.

But Zhao Gushen didn’t say it; he looked at Ye Xiaomo with gentle eyes, something soft stirring in his chest.

This little guy, although young, has always been working hard to protect Ye Fei.

He thought, if this little guy were really his son, it would be quite nice.

"Yes, as long as you tell me how she was framed and what really happened. In the future, no matter what happens, I’ll back her up." Zhao Gushen promised earnestly to Ye Xiaomo, not perfunctorily.

"Wait a minute." Ye Xiaomo said and suddenly jumped off the sofa and went back to his room.

A while later, he came out holding a piece of white paper and a box of crayons.

He found a black crayon from the box and lay on the coffee table writing.

After quite a while, he finished writing and handed the paper to Zhao Gushen: "Uncle, make a fingerprint."

Zhao Gushen took the paper and finally saw what he had written.

Because he couldn’t write many characters yet, Ye Xiaomo mixed pinyin and characters in his writing.

After struggling for quite some time, Zhao Gushen managed to make out the words.