Daddy! Come Home for Dinner!-Chapter 301: He’s Your Father

Ye Fei has a good grasp of the cooking time, although not fully cooked, there’s no raw taste.

Soft and tender with a hint of milky fragrance.

In contrast to the tender texture of the eggs is the distinct fried rice, each grain chewy, with a sweet and sour tomato flavor.

Mixing such different textures together, they are clearly different yet somehow seem to blend in the mouth.

Finally, Zhao Gushen took a sip of miso soup and sent the last bit of fried rice to his stomach.

"Did you add milk to the eggs?" Zhao Gushen asked.

"Just a little bit of light cream," Ye Fei gestured with her fingers, it was truly not much, "Too much would give it a milky, fishy taste and become greasy, so I just added a little to enhance the aroma."

"Light cream is thicker in texture than milk, which can make the egg mixture thicker, the bottom part sets better, while the middle part doesn’t need to set as much, it’s because of the thickness that it doesn’t cook through easily," Ye Fei explained.

Ye Fei purposely reduced Xiao Mo’s portion a bit, which was just right for him.

After eating, Xiao Mo’s stomach was full, yet he was still greedy.

Looking enviously at Zhao Gushen and Ye Fei eating, though his belly was already full and couldn’t fit anything else.

"Xiao Fei, what’s for lunch today?" This little guy, having just eaten breakfast till his tummy was round, was already thinking about lunch.

Ye Fei remembered she had agreed with Zhao Gushen to talk to the little guy about something today.

Also, she had promised Zhao Gushen to go home with him.

They might not even have lunch at home.

Ye Fei looked at Zhao Gushen, waiting for his cue.

"Xiao Mo, finish eating and tidy up, we have something to tell you," Zhao Gushen said directly.

Xiao Mo, small but clever, a little trickster.

So, Zhao Gushen also didn’t treat him like an ordinary child.

He talked to Xiao Mo like he would with an adult, on equal terms.

Xiao Mo stared with his big eyes, looking at Ye Fei, then at Zhao Gushen.

Finally, he turned his gaze back to Ye Fei’s face: "Xiao Fei, you finally found me a stepdad!"

"Cough! Cough cough cough!" Ye Fei had just stuffed the last bit of fried rice into her mouth and was surprised to hear Xiao Mo say that.

Ye Fei was suddenly choked, her throat stuck.

Zhao Gushen quickly handed her the soup to drink.

Seeing Ye Fei feel much better after drinking the soup, Zhao Gushen helplessly said to the little guy, "What stepdad, what nonsense are you talking about."

Xiao Mo pouted, thinking that Zhao Gushen’s intentions for his Xiao Fei were practically written on his face.

If he doesn’t want to be his stepdad, then is he planning to be a jerk?

Ye Fei had also finished eating.

She gathered the plates and put them in the dishwasher before returning.

By then, Zhao Gushen had already brought Xiao Mo to the living room.

Since Ye Fei was not there, Zhao Gushen hadn’t started talking.

He waited until Ye Fei returned.

Ye Fei sat beside Xiao Mo.

Zhao Gushen stood up and sat directly on the coffee table, facing them.

It was more convenient to talk this way.

Ye Fei looked at Zhao Gushen, seeing him nod at her.

Xiao Mo watched all this with his eyes.

He also felt a bit nervous due to their actions.

Then, Ye Fei said, "Xiao Mo, you can’t call him Uncle Zhao anymore."

Seeing the little guy look over with particularly bewildered eyes,

Ye Feixin felt anxious and gave the little guy a gentle smile, "He is your dad."

Unexpectedly, the little guy was not shocked.