In recent days, Ye Ruohuan left Fu Yijian and returned to the peaceful and quiet life that originally belonged to her. Fu Yijian did not pester Ye Ruohuan anymore, and did not mention the one million and the promise that Ye Ruohuan had not fulfilled.

On the surface, he pretended as if nothing had happened, but deep down he couldn't stop missing Ye Ruhuan.

"Xiao Ye, we are going to hold a Parent-Child Week next week! You must come!" After school, Ye Shuo happily talked to Ye Ruohuan about the Parent-Child Week. However, ever since the last unpleasant parting with Fu Yijian, Ye Ruohuan has been absent-minded no matter what she does. Now, she didn't even hear Ye Shuo talking to her.

"Xiao Ye!" Ye Shuo shook the hand holding Ye Ruohuan in dissatisfaction and said angrily.

Ye Ruohuan was also shaken back to her senses by him, and quickly picked up little Ye Shuo, and asked worriedly: "Xiao Xiao Ye, what's wrong? Are you okay? Are you hurt?"

Facing Ye Ruohuan's series of concerns, Ye Shuo pouted his lips, broke free from Ye Ruohuan's embrace, and stood on the ground with an unhappy look on his face. Ye Ruohuan didn't know what was wrong with him, so he could only squat down and ask patiently. "Xiao Xiaoye, what's wrong? Talk to Xiaoye, Xiaoye will definitely help you solve it."

Unexpectedly, little Ye Shuo didn't buy Ye Ruohuan's words at all, and simply crossed his arms and turned his back. Ye Ruohuan chuckled. Such an old child has a worse temper than an adult. There is no other way, just spoil him. If the young master doesn't spoil himself, who else can spoil him?

"What's wrong? Talk to Xiaoye. If Xiaoye gets angry, she won't get any candy!" Ye Ruohuan ran to Xiaoye Shuo and took out a lollipop from her bag, pretending to eat it. When Xiaoye Shuo saw it, he rushed over to grab the lollipop from Ye Ruohuan's hand.

Seeing that this trick worked, Ye Ruohuan began to persuade him patiently.

"It's okay if you want to eat candy, but Xiao Xiaoye must tell Xiaoye what happened."

In front of the delicious food, Ye Shuo couldn't beat Ye Ruohuan, so he just surrendered.

"I talked to Xiaoye, but she ignored me."

Keeping his word, Ye Ruohuan gave the lollipop in his hand to Xiao Ye Shuo, touched his head and said gently: "Then Xiao Xiao Ye, can you please repeat what you said before?"

Ye Shuo's mouth was already full of the lollipop. He would rather speak incoherently and drool than take the lollipop out of his mouth. "We have a parent-child week next week, Xiao Ye must come!"

Ye Ruohuan couldn't help but sigh, time flies by so fast! The annual parent-child week is coming so soon. Thinking back to the time when she was with Fu Yijian, Ye Ruohuan hasn't spent enough time with little Ye Shuo for a long time.

Ye Shuo has always been very sensible. He knew she was busy, so he didn't bother her and didn't cry and make a fuss like other children. This was a great thanks to Ye Ruohuan. She had neglected to accompany Ye Shuo for a long time. This time, no matter what, Ye Ruohuan decided to put everything aside and attend the parent-child week.

In the evening, after Ye Ruohuan helped Xiao Ye Shuo finish his homework, Xiao Ye Shuo asked to make a greeting card. Seeing his expectant eyes, Ye Ruohuan agreed immediately.

However, how could the cunning Ye Shuo just want to make a greeting card? He knew that Ye Ruohuan would definitely come to the Parent-Child Week, but before he met Fu Yiming, Ye Ruohuan accompanied him alone during the Parent-Child Week every year. But he also wanted to have a "father" to spend this unforgettable week with him.

He didn't want every friend to question him, where his father was, why didn't he come with him to participate in the parent-child week? He was also very sad that he had to endure so much silently at such a young age.

But now it's different. He met Fu Yiming. He felt that Fu Yiming met his ideal of a father. He was tall, handsome, gentle, and most importantly, he was kind to Xiaoye. So he hoped that Fu Yiming could also come to participate in this parent-child week.

So, he picked up the paintbrush and wrote down his little wish on the card, adding a painting that he thought was pretty good, and then put it in the small envelope he had carefully prepared. Ye Ruohuan looked at his actions with some curiosity.

"Xiao Xiao Ye, who are you writing the greeting card for?" Ye Ruohuan asked Ye Shuo jokingly, while spreading his hands to take the greeting card.

"Xiao Ye, you can't do this, this is a secret!" Ye Shuo quickly hid the greeting card in his arms. Seeing Ye Shuo's mysterious look, Ye Ruohuan also respected his privacy and didn't ask any more questions.

But how can this invitation be delivered to Fu Yiming? Ye Shuo has neither Fu Yiming's contact information nor Fu Yiming's address. If he goes to Ye Ruohuan for help, she will know about this matter, and Ye will definitely not agree to invite Fu Yiming to participate in the parent-child week. What should he do? This is a difficult situation for the little guy.

So, in the next few days, Ye Shuo kept the small envelope carefully with him, hoping that one day he could give the invitation letter to Fu Yiming when he met him.

It can be seen that Fu Yiming really likes Ye Shuo. After not seeing him for a few days, he began to miss this little boy and couldn't wait to see him. That day, after Fu Yiming finished the things on hand, he drove to Ye Shuo's kindergarten.

Every day after school, Ye Shuo would look around to see if there was Fu Yiming's car. Today, as soon as he went out, Ye Shuo saw the car he had been thinking about for a long time, and he rushed over regardless of everything. Fu Yiming in front of the car had also been waiting for Ye Shuo for a long time. When he saw Ye Shuo rushing over, he naturally opened his arms to welcome him.

"Uncle Fu, I miss you so much!" The sweet voice of the little guy made Fu Yiming's heart soar. Since he met the little guy Ye Shuo, Fu Yiming felt like a father. To be honest, Ye Shuo was the first child he cared about. Every time he came to see him, Fu Yiming always felt a warm current flowing through his heart.

"Uncle Fu, I have something to give you." Ye Shuo said, and began to rummage through his small schoolbag, muttering as he rummaged through it: "Uncle Fu, you must look at this quietly! Don't let Xiao Ye know, and you must hide it well!" Fu Yiming saw the cute look of the little guy and smiled on his face.

"Okay! Uncle promises! Xiaoye will never know about it and I will keep it hidden!"

"Shh! Uncle, keep your voice down, Xiaoye will hear you soon."

Ye Shuo put his chubby little hand on Fu Yiming's mouth, and Fu Yiming's heart trembled. If only Ye Shuo was his son!