Lu Shifan was indeed feeling unwell; he had eaten too many snacks and felt nauseous.

But he was afraid his father would scold him, so he didn't dare to say anything.

Lu Zhengye has long legs and big strides, and Lu Shifan, carrying a bag, can't keep up at all. She's panting and her face is all red from running.

Wei Qing coughed twice, signaling to his boss.

Lu Zhengye turned around and saw a little guy who barely reached his thigh pouting and glaring at him with a resentful look.

"Maybe I shouldn't eat it. Don't lose me later, or Mommy won't be able to find me."

Lu Zhengye raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose again. "Couldn't you have said so if you couldn't keep up?"

"I'm just a kid. You don't care about me, fine, but do you expect me to fend for myself?" Lu Shifan said angrily.

Lu Zhengye sighed helplessly, "You don't look like a three-and-a-half-year-old at all."

"But I've only been in this world for three and a half years. Are you my father? You don't even believe that?"

Lu Zhengye was speechless. He admired Lin Yusheng a little. How did she raise such a capable child?

Wei Qing shared the same sentiment, but he was more gloating. It was truly a rare sight to see his boss being ridiculed like that in his lifetime.

He couldn't help but secretly give Lu Shifan a thumbs up.

Lu Zhengye reached out his hand, intending to help Lu Shifan with his bag.

But Lu Shifan pressed his body against Lu Zhengye's, and seeing that Lu Zhengye didn't move, he asked in confusion, "Can't you carry me?"

His little face scrunched up. "Mommy can do it, but you're so big and you can't lift me."

Lu Zhengye: "..."

His whole body was stiff, and the little guy in his arms was a soft, cuddly little bundle, which contrasted sharply with his hard muscles. He was afraid that he might hurt him if he wasn't careful.

After regaining his senses, Lu Zhengye lifted Lu Shifan up with just one hand.

However, his back was ramrod straight, visibly stiff.

Especially after Lu Shifan put his arm around his neck.

Wei Qing was struggling to suppress his laughter. He had actually witnessed his boss's bewildered state; he was worried he would be silenced.

Lu Zhengye gave him a warning look, and Wei Qing shut up.

The three of them entered the president's private elevator.

Lu Zhengye asked Lu Shifan, "What do you want to eat?"

"I want to eat hot pot."

"Eating hot pot in the middle of summer?" Lu Zhengye was puzzled at first, but then he remembered that his mother loved to eat hot pot in the summer, so he said, "Hot pot is too heaty, let's go eat something light. There's a new Jiangnan cuisine restaurant on East Street, it's light and healthy, it should suit your taste."

Lu Shifan remained silent for a long time.

Lu Zhengye looked down at him, and the little guy rolled his eyes at him. "Then what's the point of asking me?"

Lu Zhengye: "..."

He held Lu Shifan in his arms, without deliberately avoiding anyone, so some of TL's employees covered their mouths in shock when they saw it.

It turns out that this rising child star is actually the son of President Lu.

Wei Qing had already told the driver to wait downstairs.

Lu Zhengye put the little guy in the back seat of the car, and the driver said, "Mr. Lu, how about I add a child seat in the back next time?"

"Hmm," Lu Zhengye replied after a moment's thought.

Although Lu Shifan is clever and quick-witted, it is undeniable that he is only three and a half years old.

Lu Shifan smiled broadly upon hearing this.

Lu Zheng, with a soft heart, asked, "What are you laughing at?"

"I'm happy, and when you're happy, you should smile."

Lu Zhengye couldn't help but smile, "Then what are you happy about?"

"By installing a child seat, aren't you implying that I can ride in your car from now on? Of course I'm happy!"

Lu Zhengye paused, realizing that such a simple little thing could make the little guy happy.

He really owes so much.

“You are my son, it is only right that I do these things.”

Wei Qing listened with tears in his eyes; he still preferred his boss, who had a human touch.

Lu Shifan tilted his head and thought for a moment, then cautiously asked, "So, do you truly accept me as your baby?"

Just as Lu Zhengye was about to answer, he heard someone call his name.

He turned around and saw Qian Yijun, who was always surrounded by a group of bodyguards protecting her.

Qian Yijun was still wearing a women's business suit, with exquisite makeup on her face, and walking towards Lu Zhengye in high heels.

Lu Zhengye frowned slightly, unaware that Lu Shifan in the back seat had already revealed a fierce expression.

"Is there something you need?" Lu Zhengye asked distantly.

"It's nothing, I just feel bad about what happened that night. I misunderstood."

Qian Yijun has now returned to her usual confident and capable demeanor, completely unlike the arrogant and domineering person she was in front of Lin Yusheng.

She didn't see Lu Shifan, so she naturally assumed that Lu Zhengye was a person.

Lu Zhengye didn't say anything; he was indeed very unhappy about what happened last night.

Seeing this, Qian Yijun chuckled, "You're not still angry, are you? You already pushed me, do you expect me to apologize again? If you do, I might tell my dad that you not only didn't take good care of me in Lucheng, but you also bullied me."

Lu Zhengye used to think that Qian Yijun was quite capable, and he admired her.

But what happened last night showed him another side of her, and he could no longer treat her as a business partner.

But given her special status, it's better to avoid trouble.

Lu Zhengye said, "There's no need to bring up the past."

Qian Yijun smiled happily on the surface, but in her heart she was filled with hatred. She was born into a noble family and had been proud all her life, but she had only ever been defeated by Lu Zhengye.

She has to win this man over!

The more indifferent Lu Zhengye was, the more it aroused her desire to conquer him.

"That's good, let's have a meal together?"

Qian Yijun took the initiative to suggest it, and just as Lu Zhengye was thinking about how to refuse, a voice came from behind him.

Wei Qing was startled. "Little ancestor, sit up straight. This is dangerous."

Lu Zhengye's eyelids twitched, and he hurriedly turned around, only to see Lu Shifan jump out of the car.

The little guy was breathing rapidly, his face flushed, and he shouted, "Daddy, I don't want to eat with this woman, I don't want to, I don't want to, I want Mommy, waaaaaah!"

Lu Shifan's sudden crying caught everyone off guard.

Qian Yijun, in particular, had a dark expression when she saw Lu Shifan and heard him call her "Dad." She wanted to grind her teeth to dust.

But she still feigned shock, "Ah Ye, he called you Dad?"

"Yes, he is my son."

Qian Yijun hadn't expected him to actually acknowledge the child, and forced a smile, saying, "Why haven't I heard you mention this before?"

Lu Zhengye was worried about his son, and his brows furrowed more and more. "I only found out recently. As you saw, let's postpone the meal until next time."

After saying that, Lu Shifan got even angrier, "No, there can't be a next time, Dad, she's a bad person, you can't eat with her, waaaaaah."

Lu Zhengye was slightly puzzled. He felt that Lu Shifan wouldn't say that for no reason.