"Fu Yu'an, why are you staying so far from me?"
Fu Shihan walked over to him and returned to his side, gently tugging at his ear and asked.
Yangyang lowered his head, gloomily walking forward. After a while, he squeezed out a sentence.
"We can't let anyone know that you're my dad."
Fu Shihan's gaze darkened, feeling like he had shot himself in the foot.
"What would happen if they found out?" Fu Shihan pursued the question.
"Um... I don't know." Yangyang thought earnestly, then shook his head. "Anyway, we can't let anyone know."
"Then in the future, if I go out with mom, we'll leave you behind?"
Fu Yu'an suddenly lifted his head to look at him, panicked. "Will you bring my brother along?"
Children, no matter how clever or calculating they are, are still just kids.
Anxious, restless, sad, angry.
These complex emotions were evident on his face, and Fu Shihan saw them clearly.
"If we take him and not you, what would you do?"
