After a while, she sent a voice to Xiaobao in WeChat: Li Tezhu just took away all the documents I had to do overtime. I’ll just eat outside. You can eat at home with your dad.

Xiaobao took another video of cooking: Mom, I want to eat with you.

I eat outside. The other party returned.

Cheng Xiaobao glanced at his father, "What should I do?"

"You tell her that if she doesn't come back, you won't eat." Yan Shiting grinned.

"Dad, you really wouldn't please a woman." Cheng Xiaobao shook his head helplessly, "My mom knows that I won't say that. I told you your bad idea, she immediately knew that you were instigated, not even came back."

Yan Shiting frowned, "What about then, she will come back immediately?"

"The easiest way is that I am uncomfortable..." Cheng Xiaobao didn't finish the speech. When he saw the expression that his father was going to instruct him to do, he immediately added, "I won't lie to my mother. If I lie to her once, or Several times. In case I am really uncomfortable in the future, she will not believe it, but it will be troublesome."

"Is there any other way?" Yan Shiting's eyebrows were almost knotted. Never thought about it, he actually fell to the point of struggling to trick a woman back to dinner.

"Yes." Xiao Bao shrugged indifferently, "saying you are not good to me. She will rush back."

"This is not good, it will be misunderstood bigger."

"Actually, Dad, I don't think my mom likes Uncle Mu, why are you so nervous." Cheng Xiaobao stood beside him, watching his father's hands more expensive than gold inlays, holding a spatula for cooking, "You should believe Xuan Xuan, Even if she had a meal with Uncle Mu, that would be fine."

Yan Shiting's cooking action paused, his son said so, his heart suddenly bright.

Yes, even if you have a meal, it's nothing.

Nor could he restrict her from eating with any man for life.

What's more, the name surnamed Mu and Ying Xuan are close friends and have known each other for a long time.

She chose him Yan Shiting...

Explain that many years ago, Mu Yufeng lost.

"Son, you are thinking carefully, and you have grown up." Yan Shiting reached out and touched the baby's small head. "I don't know how many women will be planted in your hands."

Cheng Xiaobao's index finger made a vertical "one".

Yan Shiting raised his eyebrows, "What do you mean?"

"It's just that one woman will be planted in my hand, and I will love her, protect her, respect her, and hurt her for a lifetime." Cheng Xiaobao said seriously, "My mother said that men should be responsible and not let themselves be loved The woman wept. Do you only like my mother?"

"Yes." Yan Shiting nodded without hesitation.

Cheng Xiaobao expressed satisfaction with his response, "I am your son, and you know by your dedication to women, I will not be a passionate kind. I will grow up in the future, and I will only find one that is always worthy of my love Woman."

Yan Shiting's lips raised light traces, undecided.

Cheng Xiaobao opened Cheng Yingxuan's WeChat voice: Mom, you eat well, eat something delicious, come back early.

Okay, baby boy also has more meals. Cheng Yingxuan responded immediately.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Cheng Yingxuan went home and saw that on the sofa in the living room, Yan Shiting hugged Cheng Xiaobao on his lap and sat watching TV. His cold face Pang Yun was full of gentleness that he didn't even know.

That's father's love.

A feeling she couldn't afford.