"Very good, good trust is the beginning of communication. Never believe what your eyes say to see, because the most will blind your judgment and make you controlled by anger. You can't tell what is true and what is false."

After finishing the lesson, I went to Tianya to pick up the dress that was thrown on the ground, and it seemed that I was preparing to "return the same way".

The next second, his little body was already in his arms by a pair of powerful hands. The poor man who had just realized that he had been promoted to a father and had not yet fully adapted to his identity, was frightened by his seven-year-old son, hoarsely roaring in his ears.

"There is also something called a door in this world. Anyone who comes in and out will walk through the window and heads towards the world. Don't you know that it is the twenty-eighth floor outside?"

What if that damn thing fails?

He actually dared to fly around with a little girl who was younger than him.

Bazooka??

How could a seven-year-old child have such things? Seeing his familiar and controlled appearance, Zhan Chunxuan really had to doubt whether he usually regards this thing as a toy.

sky!

His scalp was so painful.

Luo Luo was naughty enough when she was a child, but she was not as bold as the son she gave birth to, and she was willing to do whatever she wanted.

Only then did he feel scared, he had to hug Xiang Tianya Nuannuan's body and tremble continuously.

"It's okay, Xiao Baoer is not afraid, right?"

The feeling of my father holding him is completely different from the feeling of my uncle holding him.

Xiang Tianya was a little lost in his mind and almost indulged in that huge sense of security.

"Okay, I really should leave, otherwise my mother will be in a hurry." The little hand gently patted his back to show comfort. After a long time, I felt that Zhan Chunxuan's arms loosened and seemed to be able to control his emotions. "Xiao Baoer, we are leaving. There will be barbecue tonight, which is very fragrant."

"Tianya, you-" From beginning to end, the kid never called him dad.

Zhan Chunxuan couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

What he experienced in these few dozen minutes was something he could not imagine before.

Suddenly he didn't want the two children to disappear from sight. He was afraid that after the separation, he would not be able to meet for many years.

It is hard to imagine that the king who controls the huge organization will be entangled by family affection. Through the child's face, he can see her beloved woman, not far away, looking at her without blinking.

Eight years, eight years.

For the first time, he saw hope.

"Although I really want to call you dad, it's not the time." The child's innocent face read precocious puberty that does not match his actual age. He can clearly express his thoughts, "For me, mother is the most important person. If she refuses to recognize you, I can't make my mother sad and secretly call you dad."

Everything he did was not for this father who hadn't met in eight years.

I just don't want to see the heavy sadness that my mother occasionally shows. I don't want her to be immersed in a state of sorrow that she can't extricate herself. I can't bear to have nothing else in her life except endless academic research.

That's all.
Chapter completed!