Tangtang ran over. "Daddy, it's over."
She meant the cartoon on the TV had ended.
He Ziqian looked at his adorable daughter and smiled helplessly.
On the other end of the line, Xue Yue grew agitated.
"He Ziqian, who's calling you 'Daddy'? Where are you right now?"
He Lang walked over too. "Who? Who's calling someone 'Daddy'?"
He Ziqian had no choice but to hang up.
Xue Yue, still holding the phone, exchanged a look with He Lang, their eyes full of shock.
"I'm afraid your precious son has gotten himself into some kind of trouble!"
He Lang was confused. "That can't be, can it?"
He Lang felt that his son might be a bit arrogant and rebellious, but he didn't have a bad heart. What kind of trouble could he possibly get into?
Xue Yue paced back and forth a few steps. "That brat... I have no idea where this child came from, but it's calling him 'Daddy'."
He Lang: "...Huh?"
'He had spoken too soon!'
