After we broke up, a big boss in the Beijing circle kidnapped me to get my certificate.

Lu Feng's big eyes turned around, and the joy shining in them was not concealed at all.

He did not hesitate to nestle into Ye Zehong's arms. His short little hands could only hug Ye Zehong's side, like a kitten, rubbing against Ye Zehong's chest and feeling the warmth of Ye Zehong's body.

Ye Zehong hurriedly hugged Lu Feng in his arms and stroked his back.

A hot tear fell on Ye Zehong's clothes, soaking his clothes.

Ye Zehong looked down and found that little Lu Feng was crying silently.

He was a little at a loss, and even more distressed.

The back of her hand wiped away the tears on his cheek, and patted his back gently, once and again, with a slow and gentle rhythm.

Lu Feng felt the hard-won care and asked in a low voice: "Dad, do you think I am dreaming?"

"Why does Feng'er think so?"

"I just had a dream last time. In the dream, I prayed to God, hoping that Dr. Ye could be my father."

"Feng'er, do you like daddy that much?"

"Feng'er likes it, likes it very much. The first time I met you, I made a wish that you would be my father."

"why do you like it?"

"Because... you are as handsome and as powerful as the father I imagined."

The brief conversation made Ye Zehong's gloomy mood disappear. He hugged little Lu Feng tightly in his arms, with an uncontrollable bright smile on his lips.

Lu Feng likes him so much, maybe because of the attraction of blood, right?
  After all, they are biological father and son.

Perhaps because he finally had a father, Lu Feng quickly fell asleep happily in Ye Zehong's arms.

Ye Zehong originally planned to put Lu Feng on the bed so that he could sleep well. Who knew that as soon as he moved, Lu Feng grabbed his clothes tightly and muttered that his father should not leave again.

Ye Zehong's heart suddenly softened, and he slowly fell asleep while holding Lu Feng in his arms.

That night, both father and son had a happy dream.

……

The next day.

Lu Yao's arm was numb due to pressure, and she slowly woke up. She raised her blood-blocked arm with a painful expression. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a scene that shocked her.

Not only did Ye Zehong not leave, but he hugged Lu Feng and sat sideways to sleep all night.

She searched quickly in her brain, but couldn't remember when Ye Zehong hugged Lu Feng to sleep.

"woke up?"

A low hoarse voice sounded leisurely.

Lu Yao looked in shock, coughed slightly, and asked somewhat uncomfortably: "You...have been sleeping with Feng'er in your arms since last night?"

Ye Zehong nodded lightly, his arms were a little numb, and his brows were furrowed.

Seeing this, Lu Yao quickly stood up, walked to his side, and reached out to remove Lu Feng from his arms.

But I heard him say: "No, I'll just hold Feng'er until she wakes up. You go buy some white porridge and other liquid food for Feng'er to nourish her stomach."

Lu Yao was stunned for a second, then nodded suddenly, took her phone and walked towards the door.

As soon as she reached the door, she felt confused and strange again.

He called Lu Feng Feng'er affectionately instead of the unfamiliar Lu Feng.

Why did the name change so much?

Moreover, he looked very satisfied holding Lu Feng, not impatient at all.

Is it...

Does he know that Lu Feng is his son?

Lu Yao quickly denied her conjecture.

impossible! ! !
  Absolutely impossible! ! !
  Didn’t Matthew say that it had been arranged so that even if Ye Zehong really went for a paternity test, he wouldn’t be able to find out?
  Lu Yao, who was feeling complicated, quietly turned around and looked at Ye Zehong who was hugging Lu Feng.

Inexplicably, she felt that the figure of Ye Zehong hugging Lu Feng was full of love.

Suddenly, Lu Feng woke up from his sleep.

He opened his eyes, looked at Ye Zehong who was holding him, showed a bright smile, and shouted in a milky voice: "Dad." (End of Chapter)