Letting a child run out and run around at night is such a dereliction of duty as a mother.
Yihan pouted her lips, as if she had seen through your intentions, "Grandpa, you lied to me."
"Huh?" Mr. Ouyang was stunned, "How could I lie to you?"
Yihan suddenly lost his temper, "I'm not a child who doesn't understand anything. Grandpa, please send me home. I want mommy."
"Your mommy..." Mrs. Ouyang had a splitting headache. She had no choice but to do anything about him. She was also worried that he would be too emotional, which would be bad for his health.
Ouyang Yun flashed in, "Let me handle this matter. Daddy, you and Mommy went home together. You've been up all night. Mommy, you're not feeling well, so go back and rest early."
Only then did Mrs. Ouyang realize that her whole body ached and her forehead was throbbing with pain.
"But……"
Ouyang Yun's eyes fell on the face of the little boy in her arms, "Don't worry, I will take care of it."
Mr. Ouyang patted him on the back, said nothing, and left with his wife.
But when Mrs. Ouyang left, she was reluctant to leave, looking back three times every step of the way, feeling really uneasy.
After finally sending them away, Ouyang Yun sat by the bed and looked at his son carefully, feeling so novel, "When did you know that I was your daddy?"
Yihan said calmly, "Last year."
Ouyang Yun couldn't explain how he felt, "Why don't you come to me?"
No matter how much he thought about it, he could not figure out who the woman who gave birth to his son was.
Over the years, the women around him have come and gone like water, and he can't remember their faces.
Yihan asked coolly, "Will you recognize me?"
Ouyang Yun was silent for a long time, "Then why did you come today? Don't tell me, you just wanted to see me for the last time. You have no feelings for me."
The child looked at him with such indifference, like looking at an unrelated stranger.
He didn't believe anything about the deep love between father and son. It was just a show.
However, they were really biological father and son, which shocked him.
Yihan was a little surprised that this playboy still had some brains and actually saw through tonight's arrangement. "I don't want to die."
"You..." Ouyang Yun heard the truth, but his mood became even worse.
Yihan snorted coldly and refused to give him a good look, "As long as you cure my disease, I will disappear immediately and will not destroy Young Master Ouyang's romantic and happy life."
The sting in his words was so sharp that Ouyang Yun's chest felt like it was stuffed with cotton, "You hate me."
Yihan rolled her eyes and said, "You are somewhat self-aware."
There were only two of them in the room, so he no longer pretended to be pitiful and pretended to be a father and son.
Ouyang Yun looked at the little face that was almost exactly the same as his, and his heart surged, "You have been plotting against me since you appeared. Why should I save you?"
He was just talking in anger, how could he not save his child?
This child is not cute at all. He looks at him with strange eyes and his tone is harsh and unpleasant.
But the little guy is smart. His appearance caused a sensation, confirming his identity as a descendant of the Ouyang family, and making his parents feel so guilty that they would save him even if they risked losing their entire family.
Was this his idea? Or was it his mommy's idea?
He must have something to do with that woman.
He was suddenly very interested in that mysterious woman and wanted to see her in person.
Yihan turned his head and said proudly, "Then just wait and collect the body for me."