Of course, Zhao Qi's idea didn't last long.

But in a few minutes, what I thought in my mind was how many grievances Tang Mei had suffered and suffered over the years.

In the final analysis, I'm still a father, and I haven't done my duty.

How incompetent he is to let a woman raise her children alone!

Again, Tang Mei's temperament can't just see a suspicious scene and disappear.

So, the biggest possibility is what else happens in the middle.

At seven o'clock the next morning, Zhao Qi appeared at Tang Mei's house on time.

At that time, Tang Mei had not washed, but Abel had changed his clothes.

"Miss Tang seemed to go to bed very late last night. When I got up at 12 o'clock to go to the bathroom, I heard Miss Tang on the phone, as if she were talking about work."

Zhao Qi frowned slightly. He didn't sleep so late. Is it so hard?

Hasn't the studio been renovated yet?

So busy?

"My mommy is very famous now. Those who called her last night must be foreign celebrities. Many of them wear clothes designed by my mommy."

Zhao Qi didn't enter Tang Mei's bedroom. Tang Mei wouldn't let him in either.

Think of the past, when two people fell in love, she was a workaholic.

Moreover, it seems that you have to draw pictures or sew clothes anytime and anywhere.

"Abel, eat quickly. I'll take you to kindergarten later."

"Really?"

Abel's eyes were so big that no other male elders had sent him to kindergarten except when he was at home.

Moreover, because he is called uncle, it is impossible to show that he has a father in front of people.

When he got on the bus, Abel blinked twice. "Uncle, can I ask you a favor?"

"You say."

"Can you take me in later?"

Zhao Qi raised her eyebrows. It seems that it's not easy to park at that location.

However, seeing the look of expectation on the child's face, he really couldn't bear to refuse.

"OK."

"Oh!" Abel made a victory gesture, and then asked a little excitedly, "can you say later that you are my father?"

Zhao Qi was stunned and thought of what Abel said when he was depressed yesterday.

"Yes."

Zhao Qi understands that without his father, Abel should have been treated unfairly at school.

His appearance may change his situation.

"Abel, would you like to call dad to listen?"

Abel was a little shy. "Dad?"

It's very quiet, but it sounds sweet.

For a moment, Zhao Qi felt that his blood was about to boil. He laughed, "Abel, your father, the sugar content is at least four plus signs."

"Ah?" Abel didn't understand, and Zhao Qi just smiled and shook his head, without going to explain.

"Dad, will you send me to kindergarten?"

"Yes, dad will send you into the class, and then say hello to your teacher. No other children are allowed to laugh at your poor Chinese."

"Thank you, Dad."

Now the sound of dad has been very natural.

Zhao Qi smiled happily. "You're welcome. We're father and son."

What he said was sincere.

But Abel thought he was taking care of his emotions.