Zhao Gushen squinted, staring at her lips, his gaze so intense that it made Ye Fei’s scalp tingle.

"Xiao Fei!" Xiao Mo’s voice came at the same time as he entered the living room.

Ye Fei quickly walked over to Xiao Mo.

The living room was just that small, no matter how she tried to avoid, she couldn’t bypass Zhao Gushen.

As she walked, she still felt Zhao Gushen’s intense gaze fixed on her face.

Ye Fei’s scalp tingled so much that she almost forgot how to walk.

She nearly started walking with both her hands and feet at the same time.

"What’s wrong?" Ye Fei squatted down in front of Xiao Mo and pulled him into her arms.

The little guy rubbed his eyes, still drowsy: "I’m thirsty, I want some water."

"I’ll get you some." Ye Fei said, "Is the water in your cup all gone?"

Every night, Ye Fei would fill his bottle with water so that the little guy could drink directly when he got thirsty in his sleep.

"It’s all gone." Xiao Mo said.

Ye Fei smiled, "Okay, I’ll fill another cup for you, wait here."

With that, Ye Fei went to the kitchen.

With the little guy around, Zhao Gushen’s presence weakened a lot.

Zhao Gushen noticed this too, every time Ye Fei was in front of him, she was very nervous, easily led by the nose.

But as soon as Xiao Mo appeared, Ye Fei would return to normal, even forgetting his existence.

This wasn’t good.

Zhao Gushen squinted at Ye Xiaomo, and the moment Xiao Mo turned his head, he saw him.

"Uncle, why are you here too!" Xiao Mo exclaimed, exaggeratingly stepping back two steps, holding his cheek in shock.

Zhao Gushen: "..."

If it weren’t for Ye Xiaomo’s overly dramatic reaction, Zhao Gushen might have almost believed it.

This time, Ye Xiaomo’s reaction was not at all like the shock when he saw him that morning.

Zhao Gushen suspected that this kid had long heard him and Ye Fei talking.

Seeing him about to kiss Ye Fei just now, he quickly jumped out.

Zhao Gushen gritted his teeth, disdainfully looking at Ye Xiaomo.

What’s the point of having a son?

He’s just a walking, talking light bulb!

At this moment, Ye Fei brought a cup of water for Xiao Mo.

Xiao Mo took it and even took a sip for show.

In fact, he wasn’t thirsty at all.

"Uncle, what time is it now, why are you still here?" Xiao Mo looked at the time, filled with suspicion, "You don’t mean to stay here, do you?"

Zhao Gushen nodded, "It’s so late, it’s really not suitable for me to leave now. Since you said so, I’ll just stay."

"I didn’t say that, I didn’t say that!" Xiao Mo quickly shook his head vehemently denying it.

But Zhao Gushen was already ignoring him.

This wasn’t even called burning bridges after crossing; it was forcibly using Ye Xiaomo as a bridge.

Zhao Gushen turned to Ye Fei, "Can I stay here for the night?"

Zhao Gushen had slept here before, Ye Fei couldn’t find a reason to refuse.

Moreover, now it was truly late, if Zhao Gushen drove back, it might be almost one o’clock.

As she was thinking, she heard Zhao Gushen explain, "You were scared tonight, and if I stay here, perhaps you’ll feel more at ease."

Ye Fei didn’t expect Zhao Gushen to think like this.

Then she heard him continue, "Having a man at home always feels more secure."

"But I’m a man!" Xiao Mo puffed out his chest, stretching on tiptoe, trying hard to assert himself.

But Zhao Gushen was uninterested.

Man?

Ha!

"Moreover, my luggage is still here, so I might as well use it." Zhao Gushen added.

Ye Fei: "..."