Seeing them come out, Zhao Gushen immediately stood up straight.

Ye Xiaomo exclaimed in surprise, "Uncle Zhao!"

Clearly, Zhao Gushen is Xiaomo’s dad, yet he calls him uncle.

Ye Feixin felt a little upset in her heart.

She felt that not telling Xiaomo about this was too selfish of her.

It wasn’t fair to Zhao Gushen.

He didn’t know about Xiaomo’s existence before.

But after knowing, he didn’t avoid it and wanted to fulfill his responsibilities.

Yet, he couldn’t even be called "dad."

Ye Fei looked at Zhao Gushen, embarrassed and guilty.

But Zhao Gushen seemed completely unconcerned, first picking up Ye Xiaomo.

In his arms, Ye Xiaomo squirmed: "Uncle, I’m a big kid now, don’t always carry me."

Despite saying this, the little guy’s chubby hands tightly clutched Zhao Gushen’s clothes.

Even those few struggles seemed a bit of an act.

Ye Xiaomo, in Zhao Gushen’s arms, looked around.

Zhao Gushen was much taller than Ye Xiaofei.

The view was different from this height.

Moreover, Zhao Gushen’s embrace was particularly firm.

Though it wasn’t as soft and comfortable as Xiaofei’s, it had a unique sense of security.

After pretending for a bit, Ye Xiaomo reluctantly said, "Alright, I’m so cute, it’s understandable you want to hold me."

Ye Xiaomo raised his chin: "Then... I’ll let you hold me a bit longer!"

"Ah! What can I do!" Ye Xiaomo sighed.

Zhao Gushen snorted coldly, "Since you’re so reluctant, I won’t force you, I’ll just put you down then."

As he spoke, Zhao Gushen was about to put Ye Xiaomo down.

Ye Xiaomo widened his eyes in shock. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

Zhao Gushen picked him up or put him down as he wished.

How could he be so willful!

Besides... besides, he hadn’t had enough of being held!

Having always followed Ye Fei, apart from Zhao Gushen, he hadn’t been held by any other men!

Ye Xiaomo was still wondering if being held by his dad felt like this.

Ye Fei saw Ye Xiaomo’s little face drooping and knew he’d played too far.

Zhao Gushen clearly knew that Ye Xiaomo was just being stubborn, deliberately teasing him.

The father and son wouldn’t back down, loving yet competitive.

Previously, Zhao Gushen always said he didn’t know who this kid took after.

Now it seemed Ye Xiaomo’s temperament was 100% inherited from Zhao Gushen.

The two were practically identical.

Ye Fei quickly supported Ye Xiaomo, smiling and winking at Zhao Gushen, signaling him not to put Ye Xiaomo down.

She asked casually, "Why did you come?"

"To send Xiaomo to kindergarten with you," Zhao Gushen said.

Hearing this, Ye Xiaomo blinked and said, "But our kindergarten has a school bus, waiting right at the community entrance."

Zhao Gushen: "..."

Ye Fei hurriedly laughed, "It’s okay; going together to the school bus is nice, too, right?"

So, Zhao Gushen left the car there.

He walked with Ye Fei, sending Ye Xiaomo towards the entrance.

Halfway there, this time Ye Xiaomo sincerely said, "Uncle, put me down."

If the kindergarten kids saw him being carried at his age, it’d be embarrassing.

This time, Zhao Gushen put him down, and Ye Fei didn’t stop him.

Ye Xiaomo held onto Ye Fei’s hand, then looked up at Zhao Gushen.

After hesitating a bit, he slowly reached out his little hand to touch Zhao Gushen’s hand.

Zhao Gushen looked down to see Ye Xiaomo slightly blushing, offering his little hand: "For—for you to hold?"