The text message was sent by a strange number. Looking at the line of words on it, the first person Zhao Xiaohan remembered was Xiao Yingxiong, whom he had met in the alley near the bar. In his impression, only one person told him that he wanted to play a game with him.

That person is Xiao Yingxiong.

However, looking at the line of words on the phone, Zhao Xiaohan couldn't help but frown. What does Xiao Yingxiong mean to send him this sentence at this time?

Could it be that the Sun family’s affairs have something to do with him?

After a few seconds of silence, Zhao Xiaohan replied to him a text message: "Xiao Yingxiong?"

With a tingling sound, the text message was replied soon, with only a simple word.

"right."

Seeing that the other party confirmed his identity, Zhao Xiaohan's brows frowned even deeper. Although his phone number was not something worth keeping confidential, he could find his phone number alone, which made Zhao Xiaohan feel very uncomfortable.

Picking up the phone, Zhao Xiaohan simply replied to him five words.

"I'll be with you anytime."

After replying to these five words, Zhao Xiaohan put his cell phone back in his pocket, turned around and walked out of the office, went downstairs, stopped a taxi and went back to the villa in Shichahai. By the time he returned to the villa, it was already evening. In the living room, Sister Hong was sitting on the sofa reading a magazine, and Shen Bing was holding Zhao Zhiyuan and showing him some simple comics.

When he returned to the living room and saw the warm side, Zhao Xiaohan finally showed a knowing smile on his face. Outside, no matter how tired he was, when he returned home, he could always put down all the burdens and show his relaxed side to welcome his home.

It's great to have a home feel.

"Ah, Mr. Zhao, are you back?" Seeing Zhao Xiaohan returning to the living room quietly, Sister Hong was startled and jumped up quickly. After hearing Sister Hong's words, Zhao Xiaohan waved his hand and signaled her to sit down. He smiled and walked to Shen Bing's side and sat down, and said with a smile: "Come on, let me hug Xiaoyuan."

Hearing Zhao Xiaohan's words, Shen Bing put Zhao Zhiyuan down in his arms. When Zhao Xiaohan held Zhao Zhiyuan, he lowered his head and rubbed his stubble on Zhao Zhiyuan's little face. However, Zhao Zhiyuan was very dissatisfied with Zhao Xiaohan's intimacy.

"Are you tired? I'll squeeze your shoulders?" Shen Bing's voice sounded softly in his ears. After hearing Shen Bing's words, Zhao Xiaohan nodded. Then, Shen Bing stood up and pinched Zhao Xiaohan's shoulders. Feeling Shen Bing's uniform force, Zhao Xiaohan smiled, took out the book on his body, and said with a smile: "Writer Shen, I have bought your book. Do you want to give me a self-signature?"

"You're going to buy it?" Looking at the book Zhao Xiaohan took out, Shen Bing couldn't laugh and cry: "The publishing house has given me a few sample books. If you want to read it, I'll give it to you. Why do you need to buy it?"

"The meaning is different." Zhao Xiaohan smiled and said, "My wife's book is on the market. If I don't buy one to support her, I can't be considered a model husband, right, little brat?"

As he spoke, Zhao Xiaohan pinched Zhao Zhiyuan's nose. Zhao Zhiyuan strongly protested against Zhao Xiaohan's actions, but his protest seemed to have no effect. Zhao Xiaohan was still laughing loudly. Looking at Zhao Xiaohan's laughing look, Zhao Zhiyuan screamed in anger.

Fortunately, he couldn't speak or expressed his protest, otherwise, he would definitely express his strong dissatisfaction with Zhao Xiaohan.

How can anyone be a father or bully his son every day?

Dinner was eaten at home. Looking at the plates of exquisite food on the table, Zhao Xiaohan smiled and raised his head. Looking at Shen Bing in front of him, he suddenly felt a feeling of emotion. Sometimes, he just felt like he was dreaming. A long time ago, he was just a poor boy, and he was just a poor boy dumped by his girlfriend. Now, he already has a son and his own home.

Through the wind and rain, he finally walked with Shen Bing.

After the meal, Zhao Xiaohan returned to the bedroom early. Tonight, he decided not to do anything, just accompany his wife and children. Looking at Zhao Zhiyuan sitting beside him, Zhao Xiaohan suddenly remembered that he seemed to have not been sitting quietly with them, mother and son for a long time.

He is really busy, and he is busy with so many things every day. In the past, he wanted to be busy, but only when he was busy could he get to where he is today. However, now, he doesn’t want to be busy and wants to be quiet, but he can’t help but be busy.

"We haven't sat together quietly like today for a long time." Zhao Xiaohan spoke softly. After hearing Zhao Xiaohan's words, Shen Bing smiled and said, "Yes, you are very busy. Sometimes, I'm very worried about your body. What if I get tired?"

"Yes, it's too busy." Zhao Xiaohan smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "I don't even have time to spend with you. I'm really not a competent husband or father."

"Don't say that." Shen Bing glanced at Zhao Xiaohan gently and said, "You are busy because you are responsible. I don't want to erase your fighting spirit because of us, and I don't want to affect your mentality because of us. Do you know that my biggest luxury is to hope you can be safe."

"It's the three of us who are safe and sound." Zhao Xiaohan smiled, looked at the stars outside, and suddenly had an unexpected thought: "Why don't we go to the roof to see the stars together?"

"Look at the stars?" Hearing Zhao Xiaohan's words, Shen Bing looked at him unexpectedly.

"Yes, let's look at the stars together." As he spoke, Zhao Xiaohan hugged Zhao Zhiyuan and stood up, walked towards the door, shouted at Sister Hong outside the door: "Sister Hong, prepare a few quilts and take them to the roof."

"Ah? Take it to the roof?" Sister Hong didn't react when she heard Zhao Xiaohan's words.

"Yes, right now!"

"Okay." Sister Hong rolled her eyes helplessly. Why did she feel that she could not keep up with Zhao Xiaohan's thinking?

In the room, Shen Bing was also quite helpless. Sometimes, Zhao Xiaohan was really like a child. He thought of anything and said he wanted to go to the roof to see the stars, but he really wanted to go to the roof to see the stars. However, looking at Zhao Xiaohan standing outside the door, Shen Bing laughed.

Isn’t the one I like just Zhao Xiaohan who is occasionally childish but occasionally can make everyone mature?

In front of outsiders, he is always the omnipotent Zhao Xiaohan. In front of himself, sometimes, he is like a child, just like the one he just met.

I can be angry and fight Mr. Liu in a Western restaurant. I can go to Hangzhou to grab the marriage without hesitation. I can also take her to the roof to see the stars at night like a child.
Chapter completed!