The beautiful president loves me alone

But since he has a blood relationship with Yun Moting, then he has to take on the responsibility of being a father and never let the little guy suffer any grievances.

"Really?" Yun Moting was still worried that this was a lie that Xu Tian deliberately told to comfort himself, "I went out with Dad, grandma really wouldn't blame Dad?"

"Well, when did Dad ever lie to you?" Xu Tian smiled faintly, "Dad assures you that you and I will be fine."

"Then I want to go out with Dad!" Yun Moting's tightly frowning brows suddenly relaxed, and he threw himself into Xu Tian's arms happily, "Dad, let's go!"

Xu Tian picked up Yun Moting and put him in the back seat of the car.

"Father, I want to sit in the front." Yun Moting blinked and said expectantly.

"The position of the co-pilot is dangerous, and children cannot sit in it."

"Can't you?" Yun Moting was a little disappointed, "But I want to sit with Dad..."

He hadn't seen Xu Tian for a long time, and he felt uneasy. He always had the illusion that his father would disappear at any time, and he would never want him again.

Seeing his pitiful appearance, Xu Tian softened his heart, but it is really dangerous for a child to be a co-pilot, so he said cruelly.

"When Momo grows up, he can be the co-pilot, but not now."

"Momo, you don't want Dad to worry, do you?"

"Yeah." Yun Moting nodded in disappointment, and took the initiative to pull off the seat belt next to him, and said obediently, "I will pay attention to safety, so that Dad won't worry."

"So cute." Xu Tian pinched Yun Moting's delicate face, closed the car door and returned to the front driving seat.

As expected of his son, he is obedient, sensible and cute.

When he was in Huaxia, the first time he saw the little guy, he liked him very much.

At that time, I was very envious of Yun Moting's parents for giving birth to such a cute child, and even thought about adopting one with Tang Bingyan.

Unexpectedly, Yun Moting was really his son, and he didn't know it at all.

"Dad, where are we going?"

Yun Moting, who was sitting in the back seat, looked at Xu Tian expectantly.

"Momo, I support your aunt that your father's birthday is coming soon, isn't it?"

This was what he overheard when he was chatting with Yun Shuying.

"Yeah." Yun Moting said a little depressed when he heard the words, "Father, let's not mention him today, shall we?"

"Is Momo learning to draw recently?" Xu Tian changed the subject without a trace. He glanced in the direction of Yun's Manor through the rearview mirror, and frowned slightly.

"Yes, does Dad want to see my paintings?" Yun Moting looked forward to it.

"Then let's go to the studio today, Momo can draw a picture for your father to wish him a happy birthday." Xu Tian turned to look at Yun Moting, "Just let me see Momo's painting skills."

Yun Moting was slightly taken aback, and then showed a very reluctant expression.

"After all, he is your father now, and it's his first birthday since he came back." Xu Tian was persuasive, "Even if it's just an ordinary friend, you still have to give gifts on your birthday, right?"

"Okay then, I'll listen to Dad." Yun Moting nodded, "As long as Dad is with me, I can draw a few pictures for him!"

He felt that staying with his father was the most important thing. As for the painting for that man, he just had to fool around a bit.

……

After leaving the Yunjia Consular District, Xu Tian drove the car to the city center, and then found a famous oil painting classroom according to the navigation on his phone.

Although Wuji Island advocates martial arts, there are also some arty and rich people who love art.

Therefore, several oil painting classrooms have been opened in the center of Kunming City, with professional teachers teaching them.

Xu Tian and the boss asked for a quiet studio, and walked in with Yun Moting.

Various utensils have been prepared in the studio, and the caring boss also prepared afternoon tea.

"Father, what should I draw?" Yun Moting held the brush and turned to look at Xu Tian.

"What does Momo want to draw?" Xu Tian asked patiently.

"Hmm... I recently learned how to draw still life from my teacher." Yun Moting thought for a moment, and then said, "Then shall I draw flowers?"

"Okay."

"Father, what kind of flowers do you like?" Yun Moting asked again.

Xu Tian hesitated a little, it seemed inappropriate to give the fake Yun Moting a painting of something he likes, but the things given by children should be fine, even if the fake Yun Mufeng is picky, it can explain that he just came home, Yun Moting Mortin didn't know what he liked either.

So he said, "Then Momo draws sunflowers?"

"Okay!" Yun Moting nodded, and then focused on drawing.

During the period, Xu Tian helped him wash and color his brushes, and even used his mobile phone to find some pictures of sunflowers for him to copy.

Yun Moting painted perfunctorily at the beginning, but because Xu Tian often praised him for his talent, the little guy became serious again.

After two hours of painting, a sunflower oil painting was completed.

Yun Moting stared at the canvas for a while, then took a brush and wrote a line of words in the lower right corner.

"Momo wants to be with Dad forever."

Xu Tian stared blankly at the little guy's earnest writing stroke by stroke, his eyes were a little sore.

Yun Moting is so sensible that it makes people feel distressed.

"Father will always be with Momo." Xu Tian put his arms around Yun Moting, "Let's pull the hook."

"Okay!" Yun Moting's eyes were bright, and he stretched out his unstained hand to Xu Tian, ​​"Pull the hook!"

"I'll go to the boss to frame this painting, and when Momo comes home, I'll give it to the father of the Yun family." Although Xu Tian really wanted to tell Yun Moting the truth, for the safety of himself and the Yun family, he decided to keep it a secret for the time being. .

After he finds out the accomplice behind Yunhe Xian's scenes and investigates the other party's details, it will be time to settle the matter.

Soon the owner of the studio framed Yun Moting's painting, wrapped it in blue wrapping paper, and attached a fan's ribbon.

Yun Moting tugged at Xu Tian's sleeve: "Father, I want to give you this painting."

"Give it to me?" Xu Tian paused slightly when he took the frame.

"I can choose other things for that person's birthday present." Yun Moting said seriously, "I have pocket money, I can buy it, but this is my first complete work, and the sunflower painted on it is also my father I like it, I want to give it to my dad."

Xu Tian's heart warmed when he heard the words, and suddenly he was reluctant to give this painting to that impostor.

"Father, do you like this gift?" Yun Moting blinked his eyes, his face full of anticipation.

"Momo painted it by himself. How could I not like it?"

"Then I'll draw a portrait of Dad next time and put it in your room, okay?" Yun Moting said again.

"Okay." Xu Tian smiled softly, holding the picture frame tightly in his hand, unwilling to relax.

"Let's go, Dad will accompany you to choose a gift, I don't need your pocket money, Dad will pay for you."