Ye Fan pursed her lips and didn’t say anything.
Dudu pursed his lips and jumped down from the sofa, running off to the room.
Ye Fan quickly followed after him.
Dudu was climbing up the bed with a wriggle.
He buried his face in the blanket, throwing a tantrum at Ye Fan.
His muffled voice came from under the blanket.
“Mama is unreasonable.”
Ye Fan was in a complicated mood. She sat next to him and patted his back gently.
The drizzle outside the window continued to pitter-patter away without any intention of stopping.
The cool breeze of autumn got past the gaps of the window, brushing against Ye Fan’s face.
She was trying to soothe Dudu but her mind drifted away.
Long before this, before Ye Fan even transmigrated here, she had always been alone.
Ye Fan was also used to being alone.
But when she had Dudu, she found a whole new world unfolding in front of her.
Dudu had become everything to Ye Fan.
Ye Fan may seem cool on the surface, but she was actually very sentimental.
Since she had Dudu, she wanted to give the very best to him.
She was happy as long as she could be with Dudu all the time.
But now, He Han had suddenly entered her and Dudu’s lives.
Her peaceful life was shattered by He Han’s entrance.
She was afraid that someone will take her Dudu away.
Even though she couldn’t get used to it, Ye Fan could clearly see that Dudu loved He Han.
Dudu also had the sociability of a normal child.
Ye Fan’s head was throbbing. She didn’t know how she should deal with this.
She could only take things one step at a time.
Ye Fan looked over to Dudu who was on the bed and straightened out his body.
Since Dudu had his face buried under the blanket, his face was a little red.
“Won’t Dudu talk to Mama anymore?”
Ye Fan picked Dudu up and placed him on her lap, coaxing him softly.
“Baby, look at Mama, please?”
Dudu curled his arms around Ye Fan’s neck and said in a tender voice.
“Dudu wants to talk to Mama. Dudu loves Mama.”
Ye Fan’s heart softened and she held him tight.
“But Dudu wants to see Uncle and the others too.”
Dudu added on.
At that moment, the phone in Ye Fan’s shirt pocket suddenly rang.
It was buzzing and the screen showed an incoming call from He Han.
Ye Fan was taken off guard. Dudu had just said that he missed He Han, and now He Han was calling.
Could this be the link between a father and his child?
He Han and Ye Fan exchanged phone numbers after their first collaboration.
But they never called each other. Not even for work.
Why did He Han call?
The phone rang for a while but Ye Fan did not answer.
Dudu urged her. “Mama, why aren’t you picking up?”
Ye Fan was holding Dudu so she couldn’t walk away. She could only sit on the bed and pick up the call.
“Hello?”
Ye Fan’s voice sounded.
There seemed to be a hint of amusement in He Han’s voice. “It’s He Han.”
Ye Fan said, “I know.”
“I’d like to chat with Dudu for a bit.”
He Han’s voice came from the receiver.
Ye Fan hesitated for a moment and did not immediately agree.
Dudu was close enough to be able to hear He Han’s voice and his eyes lit up.
“Mama, is it Uncle?”
“I want to talk to Uncle!”
When Ye Fan saw Dudu’s expectant face, she couldn’t refuse.
She turned on the speakers.
Dudu was lying by the phone, his voice sweet and soft.
“Uncle, did you miss Dudu?”
He Han hummed a response. “Uncle hasn’t seen Dudu for a long time.”
Dudu thought about it and said, “Then, can Uncle come to my house to play?”
Mama says not to trouble Auntie, then it will be fine with Uncle and the others came to their place instead.
Dudu wasn’t scared of trouble.
This sounded like a good idea to Dudu and his upset voice instantly turned cheerful.
Ye Fan was stunned. She had no idea how she was going to explain.
He Han who was on the other side of the phone seemed to be able to guess what Ye Fan was thinking.
In the clear and cool autumn night, He Han chuckled softly.
The soft laughter poured out into the silent room.
“Why don’t you ask your Mama what she thinks first, Dudu?”
He Han knew it was impossible for Ye Fan to refuse in front of Dudu.
He was also able to guess that Ye Fan was trying to get away from him.
Ye Fan had never been one to take the initiative to get close to someone. He Han could just about guess.
Dudu tilted his head, his round eyes filled with anticipation.
He blinked his long lashes, making it hard for anyone to refuse.
Ye Fan’s originally wavering mind settled a little because of Dudu.
She dropped one quiet word.
“Alright.
Ye Fan pursed her lips and didn’t say anything.
Dudu pursed his lips and jumped down from the sofa, running off to the room.
Ye Fan quickly followed after him.
Dudu was climbing up the bed with a wriggle.
He buried his face in the blanket, throwing a tantrum at Ye Fan.
His muffled voice came from under the blanket.
“Mama is unreasonable.”
Ye Fan was in a complicated mood. She sat next to him and patted his back gently.
The drizzle outside the window continued to pitter-patter away without any intention of stopping.
The cool breeze of autumn got past the gaps of the window, brushing against Ye Fan’s face.
She was trying to soothe Dudu but her mind drifted away.
Long before this, before Ye Fan even transmigrated here, she had always been alone.
Ye Fan was also used to being alone.
But when she had Dudu, she found a whole new world unfolding in front of her.
Dudu had become everything to Ye Fan.
Ye Fan may seem cool on the surface, but she was actually very sentimental.
Since she had Dudu, she wanted to give the very best to him.
She was happy as long as she could be with Dudu all the time.
But now, He Han had suddenly entered her and Dudu’s lives.
Her peaceful life was shattered by He Han’s entrance.
She was afraid that someone will take her Dudu away.
Even though she couldn’t get used to it, Ye Fan could clearly see that Dudu loved He Han.
Dudu also had the sociability of a normal child.
Ye Fan’s head was throbbing. She didn’t know how she should deal with this.
She could only take things one step at a time.
Ye Fan looked over to Dudu who was on the bed and straightened out his body.
Since Dudu had his face buried under the blanket, his face was a little red.
“Won’t Dudu talk to Mama anymore?”
Ye Fan picked Dudu up and placed him on her lap, coaxing him softly.
“Baby, look at Mama, please?”
Dudu curled his arms around Ye Fan’s neck and said in a tender voice.
“Dudu wants to talk to Mama. Dudu loves Mama.”
Ye Fan’s heart softened and she held him tight.
“But Dudu wants to see Uncle and the others too.”
Dudu added on.
At that moment, the phone in Ye Fan’s shirt pocket suddenly rang.
It was buzzing and the screen showed an incoming call from He Han.
Ye Fan was taken off guard. Dudu had just said that he missed He Han, and now He Han was calling.
Could this be the link between a father and his child?
He Han and Ye Fan exchanged phone numbers after their first collaboration.
But they never called each other. Not even for work.
Why did He Han call?
The phone rang for a while but Ye Fan did not answer.
Dudu urged her. “Mama, why aren’t you picking up?”
Ye Fan was holding Dudu so she couldn’t walk away. She could only sit on the bed and pick up the call.
“Hello?”
Ye Fan’s voice sounded.
There seemed to be a hint of amusement in He Han’s voice. “It’s He Han.”
Ye Fan said, “I know.”
“I’d like to chat with Dudu for a bit.”
He Han’s voice came from the receiver.
Ye Fan hesitated for a moment and did not immediately agree.
Dudu was close enough to be able to hear He Han’s voice and his eyes lit up.
“Mama, is it Uncle?”
“I want to talk to Uncle!”
When Ye Fan saw Dudu’s expectant face, she couldn’t refuse.
She turned on the speakers.
Dudu was lying by the phone, his voice sweet and soft.
“Uncle, did you miss Dudu?”
He Han hummed a response. “Uncle hasn’t seen Dudu for a long time.”
Dudu thought about it and said, “Then, can Uncle come to my house to play?”
Mama says not to trouble Auntie, then it will be fine with Uncle and the others came to their place instead.
Dudu wasn’t scared of trouble.
This sounded like a good idea to Dudu and his upset voice instantly turned cheerful.
Ye Fan was stunned. She had no idea how she was going to explain.
He Han who was on the other side of the phone seemed to be able to guess what Ye Fan was thinking.
In the clear and cool autumn night, He Han chuckled softly.
The soft laughter poured out into the silent room.
“Why don’t you ask your Mama what she thinks first, Dudu?”
He Han knew it was impossible for Ye Fan to refuse in front of Dudu.
He was also able to guess that Ye Fan was trying to get away from him.
Ye Fan had never been one to take the initiative to get close to someone. He Han could just about guess.
Dudu tilted his head, his round eyes filled with anticipation.
He blinked his long lashes, making it hard for anyone to refuse.
Ye Fan’s originally wavering mind settled a little because of Dudu.
She dropped one quiet word.
“Alright.
