Gu Yibo pulled away Song Zhen's hand and said nonchalantly, "If there's nothing else, I'll be going back now."
He walked towards his car with his head held high and chest puffed out.
Song Zhen watched his retreating figure and asked helplessly, "Dad, you can't do this. This is burning bridges after crossing."
Gu Yibo stood by the car door and asked innocently, "You're the one who asked me to come here, you're the one who offered to help me; did I ask for your help?"
Song Zhen: "Dad~"
Gu Yibo got into the car and before closing the door, left these final words, "First, we haven't registered for a marriage certificate, second, we haven't held a wedding banquet, so don't go calling someone 'dad' so casually. Like I said, in our family, Zhouzhou is the boss. If she doesn't accept you, no one can do anything about it!"
Gu Yibo drove away.
Song Zhen comforted himself: Well, after all, he didn't lend a hand to get Gu Yibo to speak well of him, but it was all for Zhouzhou. He would do everything to be good to her and her family.
Qi Lei stepped forward: "Boss, heading back to the company?"
Song Zhen really didn't want to agree.
He wanted to say, go to see Xinzhou, but he knew she was still angry.
Song Zhen was also quite depressed. If he had known this would happen, he never would have installed those damn cameras.
"Let's head back to the company!" Song Zhen said calmly, turning around and making his way to his own car.
Qi Lei quickly followed, hesitating to speak.
Sitting in the car, Song Zhen flipped through the limited stock of photos of McDull and Xinzhou on his phone.
He missed his son so much.
Even though the kid would bite right through his thigh the moment he opened his mouth.
He missed Zhouzhou so much.
Even though she still had a cold face and dismissed all his attempts to please her.
While driving, Qi Lei occasionally observed Song Zhen's reaction through the rearview mirror. Finally, he mustered the courage to ask, "Boss, can I get off work early today?"
"Huh?" Song Zhen looked up, "What happened, is there something going on with your family?"
Qi Lei smiled: "Today is Little Xiahua's birthday. My wife, along with our parents, are all gathered at home. I want to spend the birthday with Little Xiahua."
Little Xiahua was the nickname Song Zhen had given her.
Her formal name, Qi Qinghan, was also given by Song Zhen.
Song Zhen couldn't help but sigh, "Time flies so quickly, Little Xiahua is celebrating another birthday."
Qi Lei laughed: "Yeah, kids grow up especially fast. Every day when I get home, she's the first one to run over and hug me. Every morning, I have to sneak out before she wakes up; otherwise, she'll cling to me, and when I leave, she'll cry her eyes out."
Song Zhen was envious: "You're really lucky!"
Qi Lei also felt very fortunate: "Mhmm, a daughter is a little angel sent from heaven, the closest to her father. If I ever get hurt, my daughter is so distressed about me."
Song Zhen didn't speak, subconsciously touching the bite wound on his thigh.
Qi Lei: "But Little Xiahua has been particularly happy recently because my wife is pregnant again, and she's going to be a big sister."
Song Zhen: "..."
Qi Lei: "Hehe, my wife says she hopes this time it'll be a son, then our family will have both a daughter and a son."
Song Zhen: "..."
Qi Lei: "My parents are used to living in our hometown, and they wouldn't have come this time if it weren't for Little Xiahua's birthday.
My father-in-law is an excellent cook; ever since I married my wife, almost all our meals at home are prepared by him.
My mother-in-law takes care of cleaning and looking after the children.
Since my wife is a nurse, sometimes she's too busy with work to get away, just as busy as I am.
But whenever we come home, the house is always spotlessly clean, and there's always a hot meal waiting for us.
I just feel that I'm so fortunate, with a great wife, a lovely daughter, and the best in-laws!"
Song Zhen: "..."