Tao Siran turned his head, and saw a luxury van parked next to his car. Yan Baixi, who was usually reserved and rarely appeared in public, walked over in a white casual outfit. His handsome face was accompanied by a warm, charming smile.
Then he saw it, unlike towards him with cold indifference, Little Chenmo eagerly ran up and politely called out: "Daddy."
Tao Siran felt like vomiting blood: "..."
He really wanted to shout out, what daddy, you little ungrateful child, I'm your father, why are you calling a wild man daddy?
Yan Baixi raised his hand, patted Little Chenmo's head, "Good boy."
Then he looked at Tao Siran, smiling slightly, "What a coincidence to run into Mr. Gu here? Are you here to pick up your child as well?"
The last time they met in a restaurant, they had a brief encounter, so a greeting was necessary.
Tao Siran stiffly curled his lips, considering him having greeted Yan Baixi.
His tone wasn't pleasant, his face stern: "Why are you here?"
