Xiaoze was stunned for a full three seconds, then suddenly jumped into his embrace!
"Daddy, why are you here!"
Yan Sijue hoisted her onto his shoulder and walked into the living room.
"Who did you think it was?" he placed his son on the sofa and patted his hair.
"Oh, I thought it was that annoying boss of mommy's." Xiaoze blinked, "Mommy's exhausted and sick! It's all his fault!"
Yan Sijue's hand froze!
His pupils slightly contracted, "She's sick?"
"Oh oh, it's nothing serious with mommy, she had a low fever in the morning but it's gone now," Xiaoze quickly explained.
"So," Yan Sijue's voice was slightly hoarse, "your mommy's at home?"
"Hmm... she just fell asleep again," Xiaoze nodded.
Today was Saturday, according to reason Mu Yiliang still needed to work, but Xiaoze didn't have school.
The man originally just wanted to see his son, but didn't expect that she would also be there.
Sick...
