Ouyang sat down on the bed and saw a blue thermos bottle on the bedside, a few snacks, two sets of 70% new pajamas, and a small dog pillow, "Who has been here?"
A strange thought flashed through his mind, "Is it your mommy?"
Yihan was stunned for a moment, very strange, "Yes, can't she come?"
Ouyang just guessed casually, and he guessed correctly. It felt so magical, that woman actually appeared.
He thought she really let it go.
"That's not what I meant. Where is she now? Let me have a good talk with her."
Yihan looked defensive, "She's gone, she's busy."
Ouyang was about to vomit blood. He treated the child with all his heart. Why was this little guy still guarding him?
What is he worried about?
Could he still beat that woman?
"What are you busy with? You can't even take care of your own children..."
Yihan's little face turned dark and she stared at him unhappily. Ouyang rolled his eyes. He had long discovered that this little guy was very protective of his mother and would not hear a bad word.
He really didn't know what was good about that woman. In his opinion, she was not a qualified mother.
"Forget it, let's stop talking. Come on, here's what I bought you. See if you like it?"
He took out the sports clothes and running shoes he bought specially, as well as a children's watch, each of which was an expensive brand name.
Yihan just said it casually yesterday, and he bought it today, so fast.
His dark eyes were tinged with a smile, and they were shining brighter and brighter, "It's not bad. As expected, everyone wants a handsome daddy."
Ouyang hugged him weakly and patted his little head hard, "Can't you talk properly?"
The little guy has a hard mouth but a soft heart, a hot temper, and can't hold a grain of sand in his eyes, but he is also a very reasonable child.
He is very well-educated and polite, but he is a bit too thoughtful.
What bothers Ouyang the most is that the little guy smiles at everyone, but his eyes are not his eyes, and his nose is not his nose. He always finds fault with him.
Yihan rolled her eyes and said, "I was praising you for being rich. What's wrong?"
Ouyang sighed feebly and confirmed once again that the little guy had a grudge against him, and he had a deep grudge.
"You, your mother doesn't know how to teach you..."
The little guy never goes out with the Ouyang family, and he will ask for anything he wants to eat, drink, or play.
He happily accepted things given to him by others, as a matter of course.
However, occasionally when others are not paying attention, the eyes will have an uneasy look.
This made Ouyang feel very guilty. The child had no sense of security. The lack of the father's role still left deep traces on the child.
He could only pamper him, pamper him, tolerate him, and hope that the little guy would let go of his guard soon.
But it seems quite difficult.
Yihan hugged the dog pillow and rubbed it affectionately, "Mommy loves me very much. She has lost a lot for me and sacrificed a lot. She brought me up by herself. When our mother and son were in the most difficult time, you
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The tone was very calm, but it was like two slaps on Ouyang Yun's face, causing a sharp pain in his heart.
"I..." he coaxed in a low voice, "can you stop reading those reports?"
He regretted the absurdity of the past a little bit. He didn't want his son to see those bad deeds, and he also wanted to be a good and upright father, protecting his children from wind and rain.