However, he was obviously frightened and felt uneasy.
He laid back on the bed. After closing his eyes for a while, he opened them again to see if Chu Zhaoyang was there.
Seeing that Chu Zhaoyang was still there, he breathed a sigh of relief. After closing his eyes, he opened them again after a while.
How could he sleep like this?
Chu Zhaoyang was helpless and felt distressed in his heart.
Little Millet Cake's eyes were bloodshot, and the area under his eyes was also black on his tender little face, which was particularly obvious on his tender little face.
He looked at the time and saw that there was still some time, so he rolled over onto the bed and lay down next to Little Millet Cake.
Little Millet Cake felt the bed beside his sink, and then he was pulled into a warm and thick embrace, with the familiar refreshing fragrance of her father.
Little Millet Cake opened his eyes in surprise, and the first thing she saw was Chu Zhaoyang's slightly stubbled chin.
This was another difference between him and his father.
Dad has a beard on his face, but his chin was smooth and not as irritating as Dad.
Little Millet Cake was a little surprised. He didn't expect his father to stay and sleep with him.
In the past, his mother always stayed with him. His father didn't want to leave her, so he reluctantly slept together.
Now his mother was not here, but his father took the initiative to stay. He was a little too excited to sleep.
Little Millet Cake stretched out her white and tender hands and touched Chu Zhaoyang's stubbled chin twice.
His fingertips were so tender that when he touched them, the stubble on Chu Zhaoyang's chin pricked his little hands badly, but it was more itchy.
He relaxed his strength on Little Millet Cake and looked at the small thorns on it. They were black, hard, and short, coming out of the skin.
Disn't it hurt?
What did it feel like?
Little Millet Cake touched it again out of curiosity. This time he had experience, his movements were lighter, and he was able to pluck the stubble back and forth, as if he had found a fun toy.
His big black and white eyes had a bit of mischief, and when he saw that Chu Zhaoyang had his eyes closed, as if he was asleep, he immediately became bolder.
Chu Zhaoyang couldn't bear it anymore, his chin was so itchy from being touched by this little guy.
So he opened his eyes suddenly, which shocked Little Millet Cake. His little hand froze on his chin, and his whole body seemed to be petrified.
Chu Zhaoyang smiled secretly in his heart, raised his hand to wrap the little guy's little hand in his palm, and rubbed it casually.0
It's soft, thin, and feels pretty good.
Looking down again, he saw that his son looked like a doll, which was really fun.
"Sleep." Chu Zhaoyang didn't say it seriously, but his face was paralyzed when he wasn't smiling. When he was smiling, he was mostly facing Gu Nian.
So when he said this now, Little Millet Cake immediately wilted and quickly closed his eyes obediently.
Chu Zhaoyang looked at the tiny little person in his arms, who seemed to break into pieces when pinched, and his heart felt as soft as cotton.
Little Millet Cake closed his eyes, looking so well-behaved.
He stretched out his hand somewhat unfamiliarly to encircle his whole body, and his palm fell on Little Millet Cake's thin back. His palm seemed so big that it could almost occupy Little Millet Cake's entire back.
After touching it, he didn't dare to move for a long time, fearing that if he didn't control the force a little bit, it would hurt Little Millet Cake and wake him up.
Then, Chu Zhaoyang recalled the movements of Gu Nian and Mu Lanshu, and tentatively patted Little Millet Cake's back.
Gently, little by little, coax him to sleep.
Although the movements were very unfamiliar, he was learning and becoming more and more proficient.
Gu Nian hadn't seen Chu Zhaoyang back for a long time. Seeing that it was almost time for Chu Zhaoyang to go to work, he came to Little Millet Cake's bedroom.
Originally, on the way, she advised Chu Zhaoyang to rest at home in the morning and then go to the company in the afternoon.
After all, he had been busy for most of the night and kept spinning, and his body couldn't bear it.
However, Chu Zhaoyang said that although it was proved that he was framed, the news was probably leaked to some extent, and he had to return to the company to take charge of the overall situation.
The earlier this matter was resolved, the smaller the impact will be and the smaller the losses will be.
Chu Zhaoyang just wanted to minimize the losses as soon as possible.
Even so, he also knew that Chutian's stock price might fall.
Public relations must be used to restore Chutian's image in time. Although there was no problem with Chutian's medicine, consumers will not think so.
As long as there was a little bit of doubt, they would rather not buy it and be careful to protect their health.
As soon as Gu Nian entered the house, she saw father and son lying in each other's arms.
The scene was so heartwarming that it made her eyes ache.
Chu Zhaoyang's temperament was rarely so close to Little Millet Cake's.
Gu Nian didn't want to disturb him at all, and wanted to keep the father and son close to each other for a while.
However, Chu Zhaoyang had already heard the footsteps of Gu Nian coming in. When he turned around and saw her, he smiled.
Gu Nian was afraid of waking up the little one, so he raised his phone, turned on the screen, pointed at the time on the phone, and told Chu Zhaoyang through his mouth that it was almost time.
Chu Zhaoyang looked down at Little Millet Cake in his arms. The little guy's breathing had become even, and he was obviously asleep.
He then stood up slowly, paying attention to Little Millet Cake's face, for fear of waking him up.
After leaving Little Millet Cake's bedroom, he closed the door gently and said to Gu Nian, "I'll go to the company first, and I'll go back to my old house with you at noon."
"Okay." Gu Nian nodded, "I also want to go back to the detective agency. Chi Yiheng was taken to the police station. Dad is here for the news there. I will go back and keep an eye on Second Old Master."
She still remembered that when Chu Zhaoyang showed the strong and obvious evidence of the appraisal report to Second Old Master, Second Old Master did not believe it.
Let's not talk about whether this will plant a seed of doubt in Second Old Master's heart.
What Gu Nian was worried about was that the seed of doubt will not sprout in a day or two.