Old Master Xie nodded. " That's right. It doesn't matter if you're fat or thin. As long as you're healthy…"
"Hey, Daddy, what photo are you holding in your hand?"
Xie Xize coughed. There are no photos…"
Mo Yangyang looked at him silently.
The Spicy Strip pointed at his hand and said, " I saw it. You put it in your pocket. Your left pocket. "
Xie Xize wanted to beat his son up, but he said calmly,"No, you're mistaken."
" Mom, I didn't see wrongly. Dad really put a photo in his pocket, " Spicy Strip said.
"I saw it too…"
Xie Xize turned his head abruptly. Was this his biological father?
Mo Yangyang reached out her hand. Are you going to take it out yourself, or…Take it out yourself?"
Xie Xize smiled.
"Aren't you going to take it out?"
Xie Xize opened his mouth and took out the photo that had been folded in half from his pocket. A hint of struggle flashed in his eyes."Actually…Nothing much? When I was young…"
