Little Bud kept his little head low, muttering to himself.
Huai Fu Yueming suddenly felt that this little guy was quite pitiful, but the woman inside was even more so. He could only furrow his handsome brow into a deep frown, "Come on, how old are you, still crying? Haven't we agreed that from now on, we two men will protect Mommy?"
"Oh." Little Bud responded dully. Of course, he would protect Mommy, but that would have to wait until Mommy came back. Right now, he just wanted Mommy to come home.
The father and son had nothing more to say. Little Bud didn't miss his daddy at all. Huai Fu Yueming spoke quietly, "Eat well and sleep well, Daddy will bring Mommy home soon, okay? If you run into any trouble, go find the butler uncle, or your Uncle Zhou."
"I know, I don't have any troubles; I can solve them on my own. You said it yourself, I'm not a little kid anymore."
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Huai Fu Yueming ended the video chat.
