When Zhao Zhao was carried back to the bar's private room by Rong Yu without saying a word, she was so carefree that she even wanted to sleep, while Rong Yu was so angry that he almost died of anger at the child in his arms.

But this child was a delicate and weak one. He held his anger, put Zhao Zhao on the sofa in the private room and walked out quickly.

He couldn't stand it anymore, so he went out to smoke a cigarette and calm down.

Not long after Rong Yu left, the other people who were looking for someone also returned to the private room one after another. He Xingyun pushed open the door of the room anxiously, and when he saw Zhao Zhao drinking milk leisurely, his face turned red with excitement.

"I'm sorry, Zhao Zhao. It's my fault for losing you."

He squatted in front of the sofa, looking at the cub at eye level, his handsome face full of guilt.

The heartless Zhao Zhao was a little at a loss for a moment. He was used to the chaos when getting along with Rong Yu, and now facing He Xingyun who was serious with him, he didn't know how to react.

"I was the one who ran around. It's my fault."

He Xingyun smiled and rubbed Zhao Zhao's head: "Then can you tell me why you are running around?"

He always felt that Zhao Zhao did it on purpose.

"...I'm sorry... Rong Yu is too strict, so I want to go out and have some fun by myself."

"It's okay." He Xingyun smiled again, "If you want to go somewhere else in the future, your uncle can take you there. After all, it's too dangerous for a child to run around alone."

"You know what? We were really scared to death just now, especially Rong Yu, he..." After knowing that the child was gone, he almost strangled me to death.

He Xingyun swallowed the last half of his words and said, "Forget it, as long as you come back safely."

Outside the door, Rong Yu, who was taking the blame for no reason, was silently watching the two of them interacting. To be honest, he seemed to have never seen such a well-behaved Zhao Zhao in the past two years.

In his impression, Zhao Zhao was naughty and mischievous. Even at a young age, he was as stubborn as a cow. He never knew that he could also apologize to others.

Seeing that the two people were chatting more and more happily, and were even more intimate than him, their biological father, he finally couldn't help it.

"Ahem, what are you talking about? You're laughing so happily."

"Rong Yu, are you smoking?" He Xingyun frowned and moved closer to him to smell it.

"No, just stay away from me." Rong Yu pushed him away casually and looked straight at Zhao Zhao.

The moment his eyes met Zhao Zhao's, the corners of Zhao Zhao's mouth drooped instantly. Rong Yu clearly understood this change and gritted his teeth silently.

You little bastard, you only know how to bully your own father!

Helpless, even though the jealousy in his heart was about to burst out of the sky, he still smiled on the surface. After all, he couldn't scare the young Zhao Zhao again. This kid was very vengeful. If he got angry once, he would probably not talk to him for several months.

"Good baby, come here, let daddy hold you." Rong Yu smiled fakely and stretched out his hand to Zhao Zhao. The two of them stared at each other. When Rong Yu's hand was sore from holding it up for a long time, Zhao Zhao finally raised his noble little arm.

He raised his head and looked like he was giving you a hug reluctantly, which really made Rong Yu laugh again.

He pinched Zhao Zhao's tender little face, and was slapped by Zhao Zhao the next moment: "Stinky Rong Yu, don't pinch me."

He glared at the old man in front of him angrily, looking completely different from the obedient man he had just seen outside the door. Rong Yu's heart sank. "Zhao Zhao, I remember you seemed to call me dad just now."

When he first heard it, Rong Yu was shocked and awkward, with an inexplicable sense of shame that was difficult to face, but now he couldn't care less. Jealousy makes people crazy, and he must make Zhao Zhao scream again today.

"Zhao Zhao, call me again?"

As he spoke, he glanced at He Xingyun, who had an expressionless face beside him.

What Zhao Zhao said just now was completely subconscious, without any awareness at all. He had not forgiven Rong Yu yet, so naturally he didn't want to call him.

Tsundere turned his face away, while still shouting, "Stinky Rong Yu, are you having a seizure today?"

His son, whose teeth haven't even grown yet, keeps scolding him. Rong Yu feels that he needs to give him a good lecture.

"Leave."

After saying that, he didn't say hello to his other friends and planned to go home directly with Zhao Zhao in his arms.

"Ahhh, stinky Rong Yu, where are you taking me?"

In Rong Yu's arms, Zhao Zhao struggled, and was harder to hold down than a pig during the Chinese New Year.

Rong Yu gritted his teeth and said, "Go home."

He needs to have a serious discussion with the old man who dotes on his grandson about Zhaozhao's education.