Mr. He’s Daily Affections

He Jingyao looked at him expressionlessly.

Xiaobao glanced wildly: You didn't say that, let me call you uncle...

So, what should you call me? He Jingyao narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression a bit threatening.

Xiaobao flattened his mouth, drooped his head and stopped talking.

Does Dad know? Anyway, Dad can't know from him.

If he calls Dad again, it will be completely exposed, and his mother will definitely be angry with him.

Thinking of this, the little guy closed his mouth tightly and refused to speak.

He Jingyao sneered.

It must have been the order from that woman Su Zhixi. He sent this child to him, but refused to let him know the child's identity... What on earth did she want to do?

Do you think this can make up for him?

What a wonderful idea she had!

When is your birthday? He Jingyao asked in a slower tone.

Xiaobao breathed a sigh of relief, this question can still be answered!

August 22nd! I am three years and three months old! He said with a smile.

He Jingyao's eyes dimmed.

If you calculate it this way, this child was born almost a few days before the explosion.

If it weren't for the accident, he should have participated in the entire process from birth to growth of this child, but now, he missed it all.

He now somewhat understands why Su Zhixi, a woman, could hide away for four years. It seems that the existence of this child is the greatest comfort to her.

That's why she thought he would be lonely? Even specially sent this child to him to let him experience the happiness of family relationship?

She never even gave the child a Chinese name, apparently intending to leave that right to him.

The little guy didn't recognize him at all, which meant that Su Zhixi had never concealed anything from the child, and even tried hard to establish his majesty and image as a father in front of the child...

He remembered what the little guy said that day.

My mother really likes my father.

He Jingyao's Adam's apple rolled, and he suddenly didn't know whether he should be angry or moved.

I owe you several birthday gifts. He Jingyao's voice was low, What do you like? I'll make up for it for you.

Really? Xiaobao hugged his neck in surprise, Dad... uh... you're so kind!

He Jingyao raised his eyebrows: What were you going to call me just now?

...I didn't shout anything. Xiaobao's voice revealed a guilty conscience.

It's over, he seems to be exposed more and more...

What do you want? He Jingyao smiled and touched his cheek.

He suddenly discovered that the little guy's big black and white eyes were almost exactly the same as Su Zhixi's.

It's... the person she was four years ago, not the person she was after the surgery.

Thinking of this, He Jingyao felt an unspeakable astringency in his heart.

The little guy rolled his eyes and suddenly smiled: I don't need anything now... I'll tell you when I think about it, okay?

Okay. He Jingyao smiled faintly, hugged his soft body, and said in a low voice, Your mother takes good care of you.

Of course, mom is fine. Xiaobao said and sighed, I miss her a little.

After all, it seems like my mother has been back for three days? He hasn't seen his mother in three days!

This is the first time he has been separated from his mother for such a long time!

He Jingyao curled his lips: Do you want to call mom?

Xiaobao’s eyes lit up!