Few people knew the news that Shang Xufeng was back, but it still spread out.

Wei Zong and Min Pengyi received the news almost at the same time, and Wei Zong had just hung up the phone when another call came in.

Although he didn't store his name on the call, he could tell at a glance who was calling. Looking at the string of numbers flashing on the screen of his phone, he evoked a sneer, and his fingertips slid before answering: "Hey? ”

"Tianzhuang Teahouse, I'll wait for you."

There was only one simple sentence on the other end of the phone, and then he hung up.

"Min Pengyi, Min Pengyi, as soon as Shang Xufeng comes back, you are like a lost dog, and you dare to talk to me in such a tone."

After speaking, Wei Zong put away the phone, looked sideways at the mother and son who were playing on the side, and beckoned: "Yichu, come over and hug your father." ”

During this time, Wei Zong was by their mother's and son's side when he had something, so the little boy was no stranger to him, and sometimes he was quite clingy to him.

The little boy pounced and ran over, threw himself into the arms of the man called Daddy, and called out sweetly, "Daddy." ”

"What a good boy." Wei Zong rubbed his face, and on this little face he slowly found his shadow back then.

Although he was disfigured and had a different face, this child was his bloodline, and of course he looked like his original face.

"Xiao Hang." Xiao Ling also walked over and looked at him and smiled lightly.

In her smile, he could see trust, dependence, and deep affection. stretched out his long arm, took the woman into his arms, lowered his head and kissed the woman's forehead: "Xiaoyang, wait for me to come back with the child at home." ”

Xiao Ling immediately stepped aside and took Wei Zongze's coat and put it in his hand, and hugged the little boy over: "Xiao Hang, you go and get busy, I and the child are waiting for you to come back at home." ”

Seeing this mother and son, Wei Zong's heart was filled with emptiness, and it felt good to not get that woman, to get a woman who looked exactly like her, and to make this woman trust him and love him so much.

"Xiao Yang......" looked at this face, Wei Zong couldn't help but hold her head and kiss her, his kiss was very gentle, "Xiao Yang, I love you!" ”

The three words 'I love you' were said so easily, I don't know if it was said to the woman who would never get it through this exact same face, or to the little spirit in front of me? That's how he said it anyway.

"Xiao Hang, I love you too." Xiao Ling was still holding the little boy in his hand, his face turned red, and he finally lowered his head and didn't dare to look at the man again.

"Yichu, Dad loves you too." Wei Zong leaned over and kissed the little boy's tender face, "Do you love your father?" ”

"Love Daddy, love Mommy." The little boy doesn't say a lot, but he still makes the words very clear.

"Hmm." Wei Zong touched Xiao Ling's head with one hand and the little boy's head with the other, "You guys are obedient at home, and Dad will come back to eat with you in the evening." ”

When he went out in the past, Wei Zong was never willing to say so much, and he never even explained to them, and today he didn't know what was wrong, so he wanted to say what was in his heart.

After talking too much, the family was reluctant, and Xiao Ling carried the little boy all the way to follow Wei Zongze to the door of the villa.