So, as soon as Di Lingzhi reminded him, Xiaofeng habitually called him Daddy.
It rolled off his tongue so smoothly, so affectionately.
Ye Zhantian was crazed with jealousy.
"Xiaofeng!"
Ye Zhantian shouted.
Xiaofeng finally snapped back to reality and ran toward Ye Zhantian with his little short legs: "Daddy!"
Ye Zhantian picked up Xiaofeng, and with tenderness yet severity taught him, "Son, remember, you have only one daddy, and that's me!"
"Aren't you Daddy?"
Xiaofeng looked at Ye Zhantian, then at Di Lingzhi.
"Daddy is Daddy, Daddy is Daddy, both are me," Ye Zhantian pinched Xiaofeng's little face, making him look at himself, "You are not allowed to call anyone else that from now on, understand?"
"I got it, Daddy."
Xiaofeng nodded obediently.
"Good boy, go upstairs and play."
Ye Zhantian handed Xiaofeng over to Zhong Hui.
Zhong Hui quickly took Xiaofeng away.
"Mummy..." Xiaofeng was reluctant to part with Nan Zhifeng.
