Gu Yiru and Uncle Wang turned around at the same time. The two reacted inconsistently. Gu Yiru was very happy, but Uncle Wang was a little anxious.

"Young Master, don't blame this child. He is very filial. These flowers are given to his mother. His mother is sick..."

Uncle Wang was afraid that Gu Yishen would be angry, so he hurriedly explained: "Don't worry, I will definitely not let him pick flowers in the garden next time."

Gu Yiru ran over with the flowers: "Can we go to see our mother? I miss her."

The colorful flowers swayed in front of Gu Yishen's eyes: "I will be happy if I give this to her."

"Let's go."

Uncle Wang was left in the garden. He scratched his head. When did his young master become so kind? Not only did he not blame the child who picked flowers, he also took him away?

"Uncle Wang, have you seen a child?" Lin Guoqiang hurried over: "A little boy about four years old, carrying a small schoolbag. He looks very cute."

"I saw it."

"Tell me where he is?" Lin Guoqiang breathed a sigh of relief after receiving Uncle Wang's answer, fearing that Gu Yiru would be lost.

"Tell me first what the relationship between the child and our young master?"

Uncle Wang shook his head and said, "Otherwise, Uncle Wang is old and his eyes are not good enough, so he doesn't see the child!"

Taking advantage of the situation to rob? Lin Guoqiang made a pleasing smile: "Of course I tell you that he is the young master!"

"Little Master?" Uncle Wang was surprised: "Is it the young master's son? Didn't you lie to me?"

Lin Guoqiang nodded: "Of course I won't lie to you."

"Then you don't have to look for it anymore. The young master will go in with the young master."

"Then you are busy, I have something to do, so I'll leave first." Just because Uncle Wang asked him something, Lin Guoqiang found an excuse to escape quickly!

"Oh, wait..." Before Uncle Wang finished speaking, Lin Guoqiang disappeared. He touched his head: "I haven't told me if the young master was the wife he brought to him yesterday!"

Gu Yishenpiao looked around curiously: "Uncle, your house is so big."

"Call Dad!" Gu Yishen pursed his lips dissatisfied. He is his son, so he should call him Dad. What's the point of calling him uncle?

"uncle!"

"dad!"

"uncle!"

"Call dad!"

"Baby Ji!"

"You must call me dad!" Gu Yishen pursed his lips, and he would never compromise on this matter.

"You are not my father." Gu Yiru pouted.

"I am your father, my biological son!"

"I don't believe it! I'm looking for mom!"

Gu Yishen compromised, forget it, there is time to let Gu Yiru willingly call him dad in the future.

Gu Yiru ran upstairs and pointed at a door: "Is mom inside?"

Without waiting for Gu Yishen to nod, he had already pushed the door in and said, "Mom, I'm here to see you!"

Ji Fanyue sat in front of him in front of the windowsill, holding her chin with one hand, and was immersed in thought. Hearing Gu Yiru's cheerful voice, she turned around and waved to Gu Yiru: "Yiru, are you here?"

"The flowers for you."

Ji Fanyue's face turned sickly: "Thank you baby! I'm so kind!"

Gu Yiru smiled and touched his stomach: "Can mom eat? I'm hungry."

Ji Fanyue looked up and asked Gu Yishen beside her: "Can you get some food for the child?"

"I want my mom to eat with me."

Gu Yiru received Gu Yishen's eyes and immediately understood: "Uncle Wu didn't eat either, so we can eat together."

"Yes, Fanyue, you haven't eaten anything for a day. At least you can eat something. If you really don't have an appetite, you can drink some soup."

Gu Yishen persuaded him, "You can't be hungry."

"Yes, right!" Gu Yiru nodded in agreement.

Looking at the two men who were one big and one small, who were urging her to eat, Ji Fanyue sighed helplessly: "Well, let's have a meal together."

The hostess was finally willing to go downstairs to have a meal, but she was so happy that she was very happy that she was busy cooking a large table of delicious dishes: "Madam, you are weak, drink more soup."

Ji Fanyue smiled a little reluctantly: "I'm sorry, please call me Ms. Qi, I'm not your wife."

"Fanyue, what stupid things are you saying?" Gu Yishen gave her soup: "You are my wife! Yiru is my biological son!"

Ji Fanyue didn't say anything. He knew Gu Yishen's thoughts, but since his heart was dead, he would no longer let anyone down.

Take a sip of the soup silently, then put down the chopsticks: "I'm full."

Ji Fanyue frowned. If she remembered correctly, he hadn't moved his chopsticks yet: "Gu Yishen, I can actually go up by myself. There is no need for you..."

"Ah!" Gu Yishen hugged her in the waist, scared Ji Fanyue so much that he screamed and hugged his neck tightly: "What are you doing?"

"I'm not relieved!"

Lift your legs upstairs.

Mrs. Wu covered her mouth and laughed secretly, making Gu Yiru curl her lips: "When I grow up, I will hold my mother by myself!"

Hearing this, Mrs. Wu and Uncle Wang laughed even more: "Young Master, what's your name?"

"My surname is Gu, my name is Gu Yiru, my father is Gu Yishen, and my mother is Ji Fanyue!"

Mrs. Wu and Uncle Wang hid their smiles in Gu Yiru's endless self-introduction: "The young master's surname is Gu?"

"Yes!" Gu Yishen said while eating: "We just came to our uncle's house to take advantage of the help of a while. When my mother recovers from illness, she will go home."

Mrs. Wu and Uncle Wang looked at each other and saw worries and disappointments in each other's eyes. The child was not Gu Yishen's, and even the woman was not his.

It was late at night and Gu Yishen was working in the study. Mrs. Wu made tea and was about to bring it upstairs, but was stopped by Uncle Wang: "Give it to me."

"Old Wang?" Seeing that Uncle Wang was worried, Mrs. Wu swallowed the words on her lips: "Young master is busy, please advise him to take a break soon!"

Uncle Wang nodded: "I know." He brought the tea upstairs.

Mrs. Wu sighed helplessly and shook her head and returned to her room.

Gu Yishen rubbed his temples, and thought that Ji Fanyue was sleeping on his bed with her son in her arms, and that he was so close to her, so he calmed down.

It doesn't matter if Ji Fanyue doesn't love him now. As long as she doesn't leave him, he believes that soon, he will let her accept him again!

QQQ...

"Come in!"

Uncle Wang came in with tea: "Young master, drink tea!"

"Let go!" Gu Yishen didn't even raise his head.

Uncle Wang put down the tea, but did not go out. He wanted to speak but looked at Gu Yishen.

"Uncle Wang, just say anything." Gu Yishen asked.

"Young Master..." Uncle Wang thought for a while before asking: "There is a question, I don't know whether to talk or not."

"speak!"

"Young Master Gu Yishen..."

"You want to ask about Yiru's life experience?" Gu Yishen raised his eyebrows.

Uncle Wang was silent...

"Uncle Wang, Yiru is my biological son of Gu Yishen. Fanyue is my wife of Gu Yishen!"

Thinking of his wife and son, Gu Yishen's eyes were warm. He caught Uncle Wang's contemplative look. He changed his words and his tone was a little aggressive: "What are you still doubting?"

Uncle Wang immediately smiled and said, "Where is, Uncle Wang is just happy. The young master is about four or five years old now. If the master and his wife know each other, it's time to rest in peace."

A large pen was drawn on the tip of the pen, and Gu Yi calmly kneaded the waste paper into a ball and threw it into the trash bin: "The two old men should be in peace."

He waved his hand and said, "Uncle Wang, it's late at night, go and rest!"

"Okay!" Uncle Wang walked to the door and turned around: "Young master, staying up late will hurt your body, rest early."

"Um!"

In the quiet night, Gu Yishen's pen tip rustled, and the cup of steaming tea on the table slowly became cold...

When he returned to the room, Gu Yiru hurried beside Ji Fanyue and slept soundly. Although Ji Fanyue was sleeping soundly, her brows frowned slightly, as if she dreamed of something bad.

Gu Yishen's hand unconsciously stroked Ji Fanyue's eyebrows, and a care flashed in his eyes. Fanyue... How should he smooth out her frowning eyebrows?

He took off his coat, lay behind Ji Fanyue, and slowly hugged her in his arms. Close his eyes.

Although Gu Yishen's movements were gentle, Ji Fanyue was still awakened by him. She opened her eyes, looked at her son who was sleeping soundly, felt the temperature from behind, and slowly closed her eyes...

After a good night's sleep, Gu Yishen got up happily. He woke Ji Fanyue up because of his excessive movements. He whispered: "It's still early, go to bed for a while."
To be continued...