Although she didn't want to be separated from her son, Yan Han ultimately had to leave him at home and return to work at Yanhuang.
Of course, he doesn't mind bringing Zai Zai back to work with him. After all, he's the boss, and it's his freedom to bring whoever he wants.
But when he was having breakfast, he asked the little guy, "Son, do you want to go back to the company with Daddy? It's the place from yesterday!"
The little guy was scooping up a spoonful of porridge and blowing on it with his little mouth when he heard his words. He didn't even blink. "I'm not going!"
The crisp and decisive answer made Yan Han feel very comfortable.
He now felt that this kid must have been sent by heaven to punish him. Why did he speak so concisely and directly? Couldn't he have been a little more gentle and left some room for maneuver?
At this moment, Yan Han forgot that he used to treat Zhu Qianying in the same way.
Zizai may not know the details of his father's past relationship with his mother, but every child has a keen and sensitive heart, especially a smart child like Zizai, who has already come up with thousands of versions of his father and mother's past from the surface.
These versions differ in what happened, but the main points and central theme are all the same.
That is, Zai Zai's dad is a scumbag, a bastard!
If that weren't the case, how could he possibly ignore such a beautiful mother and such a smart and adorable son?
Little did Young Master Yan know that Zizai's little brain could conjure up so many little stories that slandered and belittled him as his father.
She assumed that Zizai found his workplace boring, and although she was disappointed, she reached out and ruffled his hair.
"Well, if you don't want to go, that's fine. You can play at home, or Uncle Hai can take you out to play. Daddy will get off work early to spend time with you."
Zai Zai was indifferent to his promise to come home early. With his long eyelashes drooping, he put the rice porridge, which he had been blowing on for a long time and which had finally cooled down, into his mouth.
When Yanhan left, she was very reluctant to part with Zizai, perhaps even more so than couples in the throes of passionate love.
But the little guy looked completely unperturbed. After finishing his breakfast, he tugged at his Grandpa Hai, asking him to take him to see the big goldfish.
Because when he was making cookies, he heard Grandpa Hai say that there was an artificial lake on the other side of the woods, where many goldfish of all sizes were raised.
Being active and curious is a child's nature, and Zizai is no exception.
However, he harbored too much prejudice and resistance towards Yan Han as his father, so he usually kept a stern and unsmiling face when facing Yan Han.
But he remained friendly and close to Uncle Hai from beginning to end.
Yan Han had witnessed the little guy's many face-changing antics that morning. For example, one moment he was chattering away with Uncle Hai, and the next he was pursing his lips and staring at him silently with his dark eyes; the next second he was laughing heartily with Uncle Hai, and the next second he turned to face him with a cold expression.
Yan Han could only smile bitterly to himself at all, and then sigh silently, "What a karmic retribution!"
Several times, Young Master Yan even wanted to say to Zizai, "Son, treat your dad however you want, you don't have to pretend so hard!"
In less than a day, Young Master Yan had completely become a son slave, and he himself was completely unaware of it, and naturally, he did not think there was anything wrong with it.
He changed his clothes slowly and reluctantly, picked up his bag, and prepared to go out, all so that he could spend more time with Zizai.
But the little guy didn't seem to mind parting at all. He waved goodbye haphazardly, while with his other hand he tugged at Uncle Hai's arm and said in a sweet, childish voice, "Grandpa Hai, hurry up! Zizai wants to see the big goldfish!"
At this point, he was exactly like a mischievous four-year-old.
Yan Han, wanting to spend more time with his son, kept turning back to look at him as he got into the car. Even after the car door closed, his gaze remained fixed on the little guy who was holding hands with Uncle Hai and striding towards the artificial lake.
Yan Han didn't know if this symptom of being reluctant to part with his son was common among all parents or unique to him.
Is it because he owes his son too much that he is so reluctant to part with him, or is he simply a born son-lover?
In short, whatever the reason, he didn't care. Anyway, Zizai was his son, and it was perfectly normal for Yanhan to dote on him as much as he wanted.
In short, it is definitely not an illness.
Yan Han, the father, left with worry and reluctance, while the little guy, accompanied by Uncle Hai, was as happy and excited as a little monkey the whole way.
"Grandpa Hai, Grandpa Hai, come and see! It's a butterfly!"
L City is located in the south, so even in winter the temperature is relatively warm. In addition, the Yan family's large garden is planted with all kinds of exotic flowers and plants, and flowers bloom all year round. It is not surprising that butterflies appear in this season.
"Zizai likes it? Then Grandpa Hai will have someone come and catch it for you to play with!" Uncle Hai said, already taking out his phone.
It was obvious that Uncle Hai's doting on this young master, who seemed to have fallen from the sky, was no less than that of Yan Han, the father.
Hearing that the young master liked it, he naturally had to find a way to get it for him to play with.
Zizai was tiptoeing toward the flowerbed where the butterflies were perched when he heard what Uncle Hai said. He immediately stood up and nervously stopped Uncle Hai.
"Grandpa Sea, don't catch it! Mommy says butterflies are only beautiful when they can fly!"
Uncle Hai paused, stunned for a moment, and then slowly put the phone away.
"Grandpa Hai, I just want to take a look!" the little guy explained to Uncle Hai again, and then tiptoed towards the flower bushes once more.
Uncle Hai was initially worried that since the family consisted mostly of elderly people, there weren't many toys suitable for children, and he feared that the young master might get bored.
As it turns out, everything is a fascinating toy for a curious child.
Accompanied by Uncle Hai, the little guy looked around at everything along the way, his mouth never stopping.
Soon, Uncle Hai discovered that the young master was particularly focused on things that interested him.
The little guy first bent down and watched the butterflies in the flower bushes for a while. After walking a short distance, he squatted under a big tree to observe ants moving house. After the ants returned to their tree hole, the little guy's attention was drawn to a flower that looked a bit strange, even Uncle Hai couldn't name it.
By the time he reached the lake and fed the goldfish, the entire morning had slipped by without him even realizing it.
"Young master, are you hungry? Let's go back for lunch!" Uncle Hai was worried that the young master would go hungry, so he reminded the little guy to go back inside when he saw that it was almost time.
The little guy always acts arrogant and domineering in front of Yan Han, but he is sensible and obedient in front of Uncle Hai.
They obediently placed their little hands in Uncle Hai's hands and walked back to the mansion along the way they came.
Upon entering the house, the little guy's first action was to run to the bathroom, so he didn't see a woman sitting on the sofa in the living room.
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