Between him and Xia Yunsheng, all that remained was this little one.
Due to illness, the little one had sweated profusely, and his hair was somewhat damp.
Cheng Yanzhi looked at the naughty child and thought about how Xia Yunsheng used to accompany him when he was sick in the past.
Xia Yunsheng was the most serious when it came to the child's affairs.
As long as the naughty one was the slightest bit ill, she could stay up all night, pull an all-nighter, just to see her son get better.
This was the first time that the child fell ill, and she was not here.
Thinking of her affairs with Mo Sichen, he couldn't be bothered to think about her.
Grasping his son's small hand, his eyes were filled with tenderness.
He was not a gentle father, and could even be said to be strict with the naughty one, but... in fact, in the bottom of his heart, his love for his son could not be surpassed by anyone.
