Leng Youchen would never have imagined that Wei Chenchen was his son, he only knew him as Chenchen. He thought to himself, could this child be trying to cling to him?
After taking a shower, Wei Chenchen lay on the bed and looked at his picture book. Seeing Leng Youchen come out, he closed the book, fell onto the pillow, pulled the blanket up and shouted, "I'm asleep."
Leng Youchen walked over and sat down at the bedside, "Chenchen, honestly tell Uncle, why did you come to Uncle's house?"
Wei Chenchen pulled down the blanket, blinking his eyes, "Didn't Uncle bring me home?"
"..." Leng Youchen was speechless.
"You said before you fell asleep you were with your little aunt. So who is your little aunt?" Leng Youchen asked in another way.
Wei Chenchen blinked innocently, "I don't remember."
