Song Zixuan squinted his eyes, how could he tell him this, but he simply ignored the question and asked Zhong Xiaozhe, "Xiaozhe, do you like Uncle Song?"
"I like it," Zhong Xiaozhe said with a pout, "Uncle bought me a lot of toys."
Song Zixuan coaxed him, "Then do you like Uncle Song to be your father?"
"Dad?" Zhong Xiaozhe thought for a while, "Can I eat it?"
"Yes." After Song Zixuan answered, he realized something was wrong. He quickly corrected him, "No, you can't eat it, but if you were a father, you would love Xiaozhe even more."
When Zhong Xiaozhe heard the word "geng", his eyes flashed with gold, as if many toys were approaching him.
"That's good," Zhong Xiaozhe agreed readily.
Song Zixuan told him awkwardly, "But Xiaozhe can only have one father, and you can't have another father."
At first, Zhong Xiaozhe thought that the more fathers he had, the better, so that he would have more and more toys. Hearing what Song Zixuan said, he was a little disappointed.
But after thinking for a while, he agreed and said, "I promise you."
"That's a nice scream." Song Zixuan's lips curled up into a smile. It would be great if Zhong Zhen was as easy to deal with as her son.
"Daddy Song," Zhong Xiaozhe called him sweetly
"Good son, keep an eye on the nanny at home for dad. Don't let mom be robbed by him. He is so bad that he will definitely not buy you toys."
"Ah?" When Zhong Xiaozhe heard that someone would threaten his toys, he immediately agreed, "Then what should I do?"
"Report to me what's going on with that uncle at any time. He can't be alone with his mother, nor can he hold her hand or kiss her," Song Zixuan told him
Zhong Xiaozhe was so sleepy that he yawned. He said, "I know" and then climbed into bed and fell asleep without even saying goodbye.
In the middle of the night, Song Zixuan was in a better mood and now he was even less sleepy.
So when he went to work the next day, he was very sleepy
Just when Wu Zhenbang called, Song Zixuan knew immediately that he was venting his anger on his daughter.
"Song Zixuan" Wu Zhenbang's rough voice came from the phone
Song Zixuan put the phone away from his ear, waited for him to finish speaking, then moved closer to the phone and said: "There are very few people who dare to call me by my name. I don't know why you are calling me?"