Chapter 30
When he woke up, Fang Zhao felt a severe headache.
I groped around the pillow for a long time before I found my phone. I took a look with half-closed eyes and saw that it was already 9:08 in the morning.
"It would be nice to travel back ten years. I don't have to go to work and can sleep as long as I want."
After mumbling something in his sleep, Fang Zhao turned over, changed into a comfortable position, and planned to continue sleeping.
Suddenly, the person on the bed sat up and picked up the phone again. It was clearly written on it: Monday, June 9, 2025, 9:08 am.
Unlock the phone and enter the homepage, and twelve missed calls will be displayed on the pull-down desktop.
In addition to the calls from the above leaders and colleagues, there was also an unknown number that called seven times, and the number was from Shenzhou.
Fang Zhao's heart skipped a beat, and he stretched out his finger tremblingly, wanting to click on the number.
"Buzz."
The phone suddenly started vibrating and the unknown number called again.
Fang Zhao was stunned for two seconds, barely controlling his trembling, and pressed the answer button.
"Mom, are you awake?"
A little boy's voice came from the phone, "An Huainan and I have been waiting at your door for a long time."
Fang Zhao's chaotic brain seemed to be powered on. He threw down his phone and rushed to the door.
When her hand touched the doorknob, she still felt that everything was so unreal. Everything that had happened in the past few days came flooding back to her mind, as if it were a dream.
"棹."
The door opened, and a tall figure turned around, his eyes looking straight into hers. Fang Zhao's tears fell like beads from a broken string.
"Mother!"
Before he could even feel moved, a small figure threw himself into Fang Zhao's arms, causing Fang Zhao, who was not yet prepared, to stumble back several steps.
"careful."
An Huainan stepped forward, put his arm around Fang Zhao's shoulders, pulled the suitcase from the door, and led the two of them into the house.
"I missed you so much, Mom."
Ever since he knew Fang Zhao was his mother, the little river god wanted to stick to her 24 hours a day.
If the conch shell had not been touched by An Huainan, and now An Huainan was his master and he had to obey An Huainan's orders, he would have already flashed over last night.
"Good boy." Fang Zhao touched the little river god's head and kissed his forehead. "Mom misses you too."
"You're already so old, and you're still acting like a spoiled brat. Come down quickly."
An Huainan looked at the two people on the sofa and felt a little jealous.
The little river god made an "oh" sound, slid down from Fang Zhao's body in a depressed mood, and sat aside.
Fang Zhao smiled and pulled the jealous An Huainan over, "You're jealous of the child too."
"Come to think of it, you're half his father."
An Huainan sat down next to Fang Zhao, put his arm around her shoulders and let her rest her head on his shoulder.
"This child has been left alone for too long. We really need to discipline him."
Little River God: Okay, okay, it turns out I found myself a living father.
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