Daddy! Come Home for Dinner!

[Zhao Gushen promised Ye Xiaomo that as long as Ye Xiaomo tells Zhao Gushen the truth about how Ye Fei was framed, Zhao Gushen will support Ye Fei no matter what happens in the future.]

Of course, most of the paper was filled with pinyin, and there were pitifully few Chinese characters. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Ye Xiaomo had no seal ink, so he used a red colored pen, covered the pad of his index finger, and then pressed it heavily onto the paper as he made a fingerprint.

"That’s it!" Ye Xiaomo waved the red colored pen at Zhao Gushen.

Zhao Gushen also followed Ye Xiaomo’s example, covering his own index finger and leaving a fingerprint on the paper.

Afterward, this pair of foxes each made their own plans in their hearts and exchanged satisfied smiles.

Ye Xiaomo put the promise letter away.

After returning, he grabbed a piece of biscuit and then said to Zhao Gushen, "I only know because I overheard Xiao Fei talking with my godmother."

"It’s Xiao Fei’s mom and sister. They wanted money to open a restaurant or something, so they drugged Xiao Fei and sent her to a hotel or something." Ye Xiaomo was young and didn’t quite understand.

But Zhao Gushen could deduce from Ye Xiaomo’s words.

Simply, Ye Fei’s mom and sister drugged her and sent her to a stranger.

However, Zhao Gushen was sure that he hadn’t made any such deals back then.

At this moment, he heard Ye Xiaomo say, "I heard Xiao Fei telling my godmother that after being framed, she ran back home, only to overhear her mom and sister talking."

"Her sister said the man was older, very fat, and greasy. But Xiao Fei said she remembers the man being very young, although she doesn’t remember his face. He definitely wasn’t fat or greasy."

"So, Xiao Fei guessed that something went wrong in the middle for some unknown reason." Ye Xiaomo suddenly puffed up his chest, "I don’t think it’s ’maybe,’ I think it’s definitely the case."

Seeing Zhao Gushen raise an eyebrow, Ye Xiaomo thought he didn’t understand, so he explained, "Look at how good-looking I am; how could my dad be ugly!"

Although he might not have a good character, he definitely isn’t ugly.

Zhao Gushen, whom Ye Xiaomo secretly deemed not of good character, knew nothing about this as he conducted an after-the-fact audit: "Didn’t Ye Fei say before that your dad died of a terminal illness?"

Ye Xiaomo waved his hand grandly, "Ah, anyway, it wasn’t talking about you, don’t mind those details!"

Zhao Gushen: "..."

Ye Xiaomo earnestly looked at Zhao Gushen: "So, Xiao Fei isn’t someone who doesn’t respect herself. She was victimized. But, even though I was the result of being victimized, not out of love or expectation, she still gave birth to me."

"She never felt I was a burden, and she doesn’t dislike me because I was unexpected," Ye Xiaomo said softly, "I think, if it happened to someone else, they might not even want to give birth to the child and instead harbor resentment."

"If they didn’t abort the child and gave birth, they might take their anger out. Some would abandon it. Even if they raised the child, seeing them would always remind them of the harm done, making it impossible to love that child."

"But Xiao Fei loves me so much. If it weren’t for overhearing, she would never let me know the truth from back then. She has given me everything she could. She tries hard to make sure I’m no different from other kids. Whatever other kids have, if she can give it to me, she does."