His father, who had always been strong, actually lowered his posture and begged, and Xicheng felt a lump in his throat.
"Dad, I know. Don't worry, I...I will definitely go!"
Gu Wenhou nodded.
"We just got off the plane. You have a good rest. I'll go down and see if the car has been unloaded."
Xicheng turned around again and walked towards the door. When he saw him opening the door and walking outside, Gu Wenhou suddenly called him again.
"Xiaohan!"
"kindness?"
"That... Xia Nuan, right? What kind of person is she...? What if..."
If there is a relationship between them, the child is indeed their child, and if Xia Nuan is a good girl, he can also consider agreeing to let them be together.
Xicheng was stunned, and suddenly understood what his father meant.
"You're overthinking."
A flash of disappointment flashed in Gu Wenhou's eyes, and he raised his hand and waved gently to him.
"Go ahead!"
Gently closing the study door, Xicheng raised his hands and rubbed his face, and Xia Nuan's face flashed before his eyes again.
He and Xia Nuan...
No, he immediately shook his head.
Although she had a child with him, Xicheng didn't think it was possible.
In my memory, Xia Nuan's grades were very good. In the first midterm exam since she came to the class, she took away the first place that he had always guaranteed to win by two points.
So how could an outstanding and beautiful girl not have a suitor, and how could she fall in love with him, a bastard who did that to her
So, things are back to square one again.
Why did Xia Nuan give birth to this child, and why did she send the child back... These two questions came to mind again.
No matter what, we must find her and figure things out.
Xicheng took a deep breath and walked downstairs quickly.
Throughout the afternoon, he was busy packing things for the little guy - there were only Lao Zheng and Sister Bai at home, so there weren't many people who could help him, and Xicheng also wanted to do some things for his son.
then.
Fold and organize things, carry toys into the living room, assemble toys, assemble cribs...
His fingers, which had only held pens and played piano, picked up a screwdriver for the first time. By the time the crib was assembled, he was already covered in sweat and had several wounds on his fingers.
Wrapping a band-aid on his finger and looking at the almost-completed crib in front of him, Xicheng felt a sense of accomplishment.
"Master!" Sister-in-law Bai walked in holding the receiver of the wireless phone. She pressed the receiver with one hand and leaned towards him. "Your phone number is Miss Mina."
Xicheng frowned and took the receiver and put it to his ear.
"Hello?"
"I'm very sorry for taking the trouble to call. I just found an Italian restaurant that looks pretty good. If you don't mind, can we change our dinner here?"
Looking outside the window inadvertently, Xicheng realized that it was already dusk outside.
After pondering for a moment, he raised the corners of his lips.
"Okay, no problem, tell Mrs. Bai the address and we'll see you soon!"
Handing the receiver to Mrs. Bai, Xicheng bent down to pick up the last crib part, carefully aligned the screw holes, and installed the part on the crib.
Put the cooled bedding on the small bed, then cover it with washed small sheets, move the small bed to the open space on the side of the big bed, Xicheng straightened up his aching waist, stretched his arms, and raised his lips with satisfaction horn.
With this crib, you no longer have to worry about the little guy rolling out of bed in the middle of the night, raising his wrist to check the time, then turning around and walking into the bathroom.