When Fang Yusheng returned from outside after settling his matters, he was quite happy to see his son sitting at the entrance from afar. He stopped the car at the entrance and strode out of it. He walked to Fang Zikai and lowered his head to look at him. His eyebrows flew up as he asked softly, "Quiet Fang, are you waiting for your father here?"
Fang Yusheng's heart warmed.
He was indeed his son and knew how to pick him up.
Fang Zikai shook his head. Children were not good at lying. He broke Fang Yusheng's beautiful fantasy. "I'm not waiting for you. I'm waiting for Uncle Wei."
Fang Yusheng's smile faded.
He was happy for nothing.
"Uncle Wei?" He frowned and thought that he had not seen that cheap brother-in-law of his for a long time. Fang Yusheng sat down beside Fang Zikai. Seeing that he seemed to have cried again, he could not help but ask, "Did you cry again today?"
Fang Zikai snorted. "No way."
