"Do a warm-up first, and think slowly," Zhao Gushen reminded him.

"Oh, right!" Ye Xiaomo remembered the main task and quickly went to the side to do his warm-up.

He did some stretching exercises and moved his ankle joints and wrist joints.

The movements looked quite professional.

At this moment, the broadcast reminded them that the next round of races was about to start, and the kids in the next round should start preparing early.

And the next round was Ye Xiaomo’s turn.

Zhao Gushen said, "We’ll go wait for you at the finish line."

Ye Xiaomo had signed up for the 50-meter race.

This 50 meters is already quite a distance for the kids.

While doing his warm-up exercises, Ye Xiaomo responded with an "Okay".

Watching Zhao Gushen and Ye Fei heading towards the finish line.

Suddenly, Ye Xiaomo felt something was wrong.

Zhao Gushen and Ye Fei were holding hands!

Ye Xiaomo was instantly so angry he started jumping.

This Ye Xiaofei is really driving him crazy!

How can she be so silly!

Just because he’s not watching, she’s holding Zhao Gushen’s hand!

Ye Xiaomo wanted to run over but was stopped by Qi Zongyou: "Xiaomo, we need to go get ready now."

The kids in the previous round were already off running at the sound of the whistle. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

They had to go to the starting line to get ready now.

Ye Xiaomo, fuming, followed Qi Zongyou.

He watched as Zhao Gushen and Ye Fei had already reached the finish line, still hand in hand.

Ye Xiaomo then unleashed a tremendous amount of potential, rushing to the first place.

He had long forgotten the competition, with only one thought in his mind: to reach Ye Fei as fast as possible.

Zhao Gushen saw Ye Xiaomo charging over like a little cannonball.

Even after crossing the finish line, he didn’t stop, heading straight towards them.

Then, he ran directly between the two, forcibly separating their clasped hands.

Zhao Gushen: "..."

This little brat, how could he ruin his parents’ romance like this?

Ye Fei’s face was red beyond belief.

She had been holding Zhao Gushen’s hand all along and couldn’t shake it off.

But as time passed, she forgot that her hand was still being held by Zhao Gushen.

Now, being spotted by Ye Xiaomo, Ye Fei felt extremely embarrassed.

Ye Xiaomo ran over and grasped the hand that had just been held by Zhao Gushen: "Xiao Fei, let’s go get the prize."

He didn’t even call Zhao Gushen to come along.

Zhao Gushen, angry, directly grabbed Ye Xiaomo by the collar and lifted him away.

Though he couldn’t go and hold Ye Fei’s hand again, he wouldn’t let Ye Xiaomo hold it either.

That little brat, when he needed him, he called him "Papa".

However, when he didn’t need him, he acted like a stranger, not recognizing him.

Ye Xiaomo was flailing like a little turtle in the air as Zhao Gushen lifted him.

"Xiao Fei!" Ye Xiaomo called to Ye Fei for help.

Zhao Gushen mercilessly flicked his forehead: "You’re already such a big boy, stop whining to your mom."

When they’re out, he knows not to ask for a hug, yet now he has the nerve to whine!

"I’m still a baby," Ye Xiaomo protested, flailing his arms and legs.

But, his protest was ineffective.

Zhao Gushen wouldn’t let Ye Xiaomo near Ye Fei.

He carried him to the stands.

After letting him sit down, Zhao Gushen went to the opposite parent’s stand with Ye Fei.

Ye Xiaomo was fuming.

Ye Fei felt guilty too; she hadn’t even had a proper moment to be close to Xiaomo yet.

Looking back towards the stands, she saw the little guy watching her intently.

Ye Xiaomo was originally fuming, but when Ye Fei looked back at him, he immediately showed a grievance expression and his pout came out.