She is a real daughter with a thousand layers of vest

Chapter 558 He is just a child
Little Pudding took out the pacifier with a "boo" sound, tilted his head back, looked at Shen Zhiyu with his round eyes, and imitated his words: "Daddy... overtime..."

Shen Zhiyu patted his little head: "Well, let's wait a little longer. If daddy hasn't come yet, I'll coax you to sleep first."

Little Pudding continued to suck on the bottle.

Not long after, the doorbell suddenly rang.

"It should be Daddy." Shen Zhiyu stood up from the sofa holding Little Pudding and walked towards the door.

"Dad is here to take little pudding home." He said as he opened the door.

However, when he saw the figure outside the door, his smile froze on his face.

Xia Beiqing?
Ever since he answered the phone last time and left in a hurry, he hadn't appeared for a whole day and a night. Shen Zhiyu thought he was detained at home and would not come again. Unexpectedly, he would appear in front of him so soon, and at such a late hour.

The young man was leaning against the wall with his hands, his knees slightly bent, his hair disheveled, and his face unusually pale. He must have come in a hurry, his chest was heaving violently, and he was having trouble breathing.

Shen Zhiyu subconsciously wanted to close the door, but Xia Beiqing held the door shut and said in a hoarse voice: "Teacher Shen..."

Shen Zhiyu thought of the phone call Xia Beiqing received a few days ago, and vaguely understood something, so he said, "You should go home instead of coming to me, and stop worrying your family."

Xia Beiqing's lips trembled and he wanted to say something.

At this moment, little pudding suddenly burped loudly.

Xia Beiqing then noticed that Shen Zhiyu was holding a baby in his arms. He glanced at the little pudding coldly and frowned.

"This little kid..."

He had seen it in the photograph the detective had sent him.

Little Pudding was frightened by Xia Beiqing's eyes. He held the bottle with one hand and hugged Shen Zhiyu's neck with the other hand, whimpering in Shen Zhiyu's arms. Shen Zhiyu gently stroked Little Pudding's back and coaxed: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."

Listening to Shen Zhiyu's gentle and soft words, and thinking of his cold treatment of her, Xia Beiqing felt a fire of jealousy rising in her chest, crackling and burning more and more fiercely in her heart.

Xia Beiqing asked in a gloomy tone: "Who is he? What is his relationship with you?"

"He..." Shen Zhiyu was about to answer.

At this time, little pudding rubbed his head against his chest twice, then raised his head, pouted his little mouth, and kissed Shen Zhiyu's chin by chance. He giggled and called to Shen Zhiyu in a baby voice: "Mama... Mama..."

"..."

Xia Beiqing felt like he was hit on the head with a stick. His eyes instantly turned red. He grabbed Little Pudding's limp arm and gnashed his teeth in anger: "What did you call him?!"

Little Pudding didn't know whether he was scared or hurt by the pinch. He opened his mouth and started crying. Tears fell down his face. He cried heartbreakingly and his little face turned red.

Shen Zhiyu immediately slapped Xia Beiqing's hand away, hugged Little Pudding tightly, and took two steps back. Like a hen protecting her chicks, he glared at Xia Beiqing angrily.

"What are you crazy about? He's just a kid!"

Xia Beiqing regained his senses from jealousy and withdrew his hand stiffly.

He must be really crazy, even getting jealous of a child.

No! This is not an ordinary child, this is Wei Heng's son, and...this little brat actually dares to call Shen Zhiyu "Mom"? !

They seem like a family of three, so what is he? !

(End of this chapter)