After dinner, Qiao Yu took Enoch to decorate the Christmas tree, while Xia Ning and Gao Wanhua watched the father and son as they ate fruit.
"Dad, you put it here. I'll hang this here." Enoch commanded.
It was rare that Qiao Yu didn't argue with him and listened to his arrangements.
Xia Ning and Gao Wanhua looked at each other. They felt a warmth in their hearts as they watched two people who looked very similar standing together and doing the same thing. The bond between father and son was one of the most beautiful feelings in the world.
They were busy until about nineo' clock when the Christmas tree was decorated.
Xia Ning looked at the finished product and her eyes lit up. She said sincerely,""Very beautiful!"
"Thank you, Mom." Enoch said sweetly.
Qiao Yu looked at his son and frowned.
Enoch immediately grabbed his hand and said,""Thank you for helping me, dad."
Qiao Yu didn't say anything, but his brows relaxed.
