"Zhao Zhao, what are you laughing at so happily?" Rong Yu glanced at his son's smiling face and couldn't help laughing too.

The child's mood changes so much. He was crying just now, but now he is smiling.

However, this little bastard seemed to have never smiled at me like this before. In my impression, every time Zhao Zhao saw me, his face would turn from sunny to gloomy, but when he saw his father, he would smile.

Just like this time.

Zhao Zhao listened to his inner thoughts, snorted proudly, and then silently suppressed her smile.

The scumbag dad doesn't deserve to see him smile~

…

Dinner was still all Zhaozhao's favorite dishes. This time, Rong Yu fed Zhaozhao without complaining, and Zhaozhao also rarely resisted.

As Rong Yu watched, he actually felt that this scene was very warm and rare. It was like seeing a ghost. If it were in the past, asking him to feed a child would simply be a pipe dream.

But now...

The originally well-behaved Zhao Zhao suddenly stopped talking. Her watery eyes looked straight at him. Rong Yu lowered his eyes and said softly, "Zhao Zhao, open your mouth."

Surprisingly patient.

Zhao Zhao still turned his head away and said, "No," and even struggled to jump off his legs, just to challenge his bottom line.

"What's wrong, my dear grandson? Why don't you want to eat all of a sudden?"

Old Master Rong, who was watching them happily, looked over with a puzzled but kind look. Seeing that Zhao Zhao was still struggling, he put down his bowl and chopsticks and came to Rong Yu.

"Come, Grandpa will hold me."

"good."

Zhao Zhao immediately reached out his hand to him, and the grandfather and grandson were so harmonious that Rong Yu's mouth twitched.

"No, Zhaozhao, how did I offend you again?" Rong Yu wanted to argue unconvinced, but Zhaozhao ignored him, which made him feel disappointed.

He couldn't understand why the little one suddenly started making a fuss when he was eating well.

Zhao Zhao lay on Mr. Rong's shoulder and grinned at Rong Yu provocatively.

Rong Yu saw it, bared his teeth and raised his fist in a threatening manner. Zhao Zhao curved his eyes and glanced to the side. Rong Yu followed his gaze and found that his father was looking at him with an expression that said "the rebellious son is asking for a beating".

"What are you doing? Do you want to hit him again?" Old Master Rong spoke in a deep voice and carried Zhao Zhao away.

"No, Dad, this kid provoked me, you just didn't see it."

Mr. Rong saw it clearly and just said, "Zhao Zhao is still sick, can't you be more considerate to him?"

His fever had just subsided, but it has been recurring over the past two days and he looks very weak.

Rong Yu watched and couldn't help but soften his voice, "Okay."

Ever since returning from the racetrack, Rong Yu was still extremely flustered even when he saw Zhao Zhao, especially when he was guarding Zhao Zhao's bedside while she was sleeping. He felt extremely helpless and he always felt like he was losing something.

Now when I see Zhao Zhao resisting me so much, I suddenly realize that Zhao Zhao is such a vengeful person. Will she ever forgive me in this life?

Rong Yu felt a little regretful. After all, he seemed to care about him a little.

......

After taking a shower early in the evening, when Rong Yu was planning to play with Zhao Zhao for a while, Ye Yu suddenly called on his mobile phone.

The moment the call was connected, the boy started yelling at him, "You fucking Rong Yu, what's the meaning of suddenly turning around and leaving? Are you looking down on me?! You..."

He continued to speak. Rong Yu calmly put his phone away and waited for him to finish. He then nonchalantly scratched his ear and said, "Are you done? Go away and leave me alone!"

"Fuck Rong Yu..."

“Button…button.”

There was a knock on the door. Rong Yu didn't feel like arguing with him and just hung up the phone.

When he looked towards the door, a smile appeared in his eyes, "Who is it~"

"Your young master~"

A baby's voice came from the doorway, and this time Rong Yu's voice was filled with laughter, "Why is my young master looking for me~"

He hurried over to open the door, only to see Zhao Zhao standing at the door wearing pink pajamas and holding a pink doll. Rong Yu was stunned, as his son in front of him seemed to be covered in pink bubbles.

"Rong Yu~ Play with the doll with me~" Zhao Zhao was in a good mood at this time. He specially held his favorite doll and wore his favorite pajamas.

Seeing Rong Yu staring at him motionlessly, Zhao Zhao frowned, "Damn Rong Yu, if you don't play with me, I won't look for you anymore in the future." He said and was about to leave.

"Wait." Rong Yu pulled his doll's ears, his expression indescribable. "Do you really like pink that much?"

[Damn, from a distance, if you don’t know her, you’d think she’s a girl.]

The boy suddenly changed into a girl, and Rong Yu was in tears.

Zhao Zhao got angry again and hit him with the doll, "None of your business, stinky Rong Yu!"