"Does this happen a lot?" Zhao Gushen asked.

Ye Fei tilted her head, thought for a moment, and did not deny it: "Yes, especially when he was just a baby. He couldn’t talk, cried when he was hungry, and cried when he felt uncomfortable due to sickness. It was hard to determine whether he was hungry or uncomfortable somewhere."

"At first, I didn’t have experience, so I thought he was hungry. But he wouldn’t eat, just kept crying. It broke my heart, and I quickly took him to the hospital, only to find out he had a fever. Because he couldn’t speak, he could only express it through crying."

"His fever kept recurring, and I had to watch over him constantly without anyone to relieve me. At those times, I did feel very tired and exhausted. But as long as I saw him healthy and happy, I felt it was all worth it." Ye Fei smiled and said.

"Can you tell me about these things from when he was born until now?" Zhao Gushen proposed.

"Now?" It’s quite late.

"Yes." Zhao Gushen seemed oblivious to the late hour.

Ye Fei had no choice but to follow him to the living room.

She made him some tea and talked about her past experiences taking care of Xiao Mo.

Actually, recounting it now, Ye Fei felt none of the fatigue from before.

But at the time, there were indeed several moments when she felt she couldn’t hold on any longer.

"From now on, you have me," Zhao Gushen’s voice had a slight rasp as his gaze unconsciously fell deeply on Ye Fei’s face, "I won’t let it be so hard for you anymore."

Ye Fei’s heart fluttered slightly, and she felt an unprecedented sense of stability and reassurance.

If anything happened to Xiao Mo, Zhao Gushen wouldn’t stand idly by.

Zhao Gushen had always been actively concerned, coming over whenever he wasn’t busy.

No longer would she have to bear it all alone.

Ye Fei had thought about Xiao Mo’s biological father’s attitude.

She had pondered, what if she really encountered Xiao Mo’s birth father?

That person would most likely want nothing to do with Xiao Mo.

In such a stressful society, Xiao Mo might just seem like a burden to him.

Though Ye Fei didn’t need him to do anything for Xiao Mo at all.

In her heart, they remained best as strangers.

But she never imagined Xiao Mo’s biological father would be Zhao Gushen, a man so responsible and dependable.

Not only did he not want to take Xiao Mo away, but he also actively shared the responsibilities with her, fulfilling his duty as a father.

He even considered her opinion on everything, including not telling Xiao Mo the truth for the time being, which was alright with him.

Ye Fei felt a lump in her throat, unable to speak, simply stared blankly at Zhao Gushen.

She didn’t know when Zhao Gushen had gotten so close.

By the time Ye Fei snapped back to reality, Zhao Gushen’s enlarged face was right before her.

Without thinking, Ye Fei instinctively held her breath.

Her quivering eyelashes lightly veiled her gaze, nervously falling onto his lips.

In the next second, they were about to touch.

Ye Fei’s heart raced furiously, almost leaping out. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

"Xiao Fei." A little milk voice, still full of sleepiness, came from behind.

Ye Fei snapped out of the almost dizzying atmosphere.

Quickly, she put some distance between herself and Zhao Gushen.

Just now... were they about to kiss?

Ye Fei blushed, her face burning as if it were in a fire.

At that moment, she couldn’t utter a single word.

Instinctively, she raised her hand, and her soft fingertips pressed against her own lips.