Daddy! Come Home for Dinner!

Just then, Ye Xiaomo knocked on the door from outside: "Xiao Fei."

Ye Fei breathed a sigh of relief and quickly went to open the door.

Ye Xiaomo stood with hands on hips and asked, "Uncle, why did you shut me out?"

While walking out, Zhao Gushen picked up Ye Xiaomo as well and said, "Really? I didn’t see you."

Zhao Gushen lowered his head, extended his hand flat, and compared it to the top of Ye Xiaomo’s head.

The little light bulb didn’t even reach his thighs.

"You’re too short," Zhao Gushen said, bending his head down hard to emphasize how short Ye Xiaomo really was.

He had to bend down hard like this to see Ye Xiaomo.

Ye Xiaomo: "..."

Haha, hurt me, I can’t let you be alone with Xiao Fei!

"Uncle, come play with me!" Ye Xiaomo said mischievously.

Ye Fei took the opportunity to say quickly, "Then I’ll leave Xiaomo to you."

Then Ye Fei instructed Ye Xiaomo, "Don’t be naughty with Uncle."

"No worries," Ye Xiaomo tugged Zhao Gushen’s hand, "Uncle, come on, let’s go watch Patrick Star."

So, as Zhao Gushen was curious about what Patrick Star was, he was pulled by Ye Xiaomo to sit in front of the TV, watching the sea star with a blank expression.

Zhao Gushen felt like he was an emotionless playmate robot.

Ye Xiaomo quietly stifled a yawn.

He didn’t like watching this cartoon either; it was too childish.

It was purely to get back at Zhao Gushen.

He liked seeing Zhao Gushen obviously dislike watching, yet having to endure it.

However, Ye Xiaomo ended up punishing himself along with Zhao Gushen.

He didn’t like watching it either!

Watching the childish plot in the cartoon, Ye Xiaomo gradually couldn’t keep his eyelids open.

Finally, his head "thud," leaned against Zhao Gushen’s arm.

Zhao Gushen glanced down, this kid pulled him in even though he didn’t love watching it.

Silly, huh?

As Ye Xiaomo fell asleep, Zhao Gushen gently picked him up.

He casually pushed open the first bedroom door, smelling a familiar fragrance inside.

It was Ye Fei’s scent.

Looking at the decoration in the bedroom, he knew it was Ye Fei’s room.

Ye Fei’s room was arranged simply, with a more neutral color scheme.

Apart from the vanity, there was hardly anything feminine in the room.

Zhao Gushen, even if he hadn’t seen other women’s rooms, knew others surely wouldn’t be like this.

Zhao Gushen gently closed the door and entered another room, which was Ye Xiaomo’s room.

He gently placed Ye Xiaomo on the car-shaped bed, then took a look around his room.

Ye Xiaomo’s room even had a special cabinet filled with his toys.

There were Gundams, Lego sets, and other series boys would like.

Just the Legos alone were quite expensive each.

The cabinet was packed full; it was clear how much Ye Fei spoiled Ye Xiaomo.

And she was willing to spend money on the child.

This further showed that Ye Fei’s life with Ye Xiaomo was pretty good.

Many children might not have Ye Xiaomo’s same conditions.

Zhao Gushen also knew that Ye Xiaomo’s level of a food blogger earned her quite a lot.

Not super-rich, but definitely reached a middle-class level.

There was really no need to scheme over money.

Zhao Gushen lowered his gaze, looking at Ye Xiaomo.

People said he looked like him.

He hadn’t noticed before.

But now, thinking anew, Zhao Gushen found this child’s features really resembled his own.

Zhao Gushen looked closely, noticing two strands of hair stuck on his collar.