shuffling footsteps came closer.When A-Wan heard their conversation in the car, she couldn't help but look up and out the window. She saw several bodyguards pressing Song Yan's shoulders toward a bla...“No, you’re not my father!” His voice was firm, his tone filled with a strong sense of rejection.

As soon as the words left his lips, Ye Zehan lowered his head to look at him.

He seemed to not understand why this little guy was so emotional.

He Ze Yan looked at him, his eyes holding a hint of coldness. "My father loves my mother very much, always unconditionally indulgent. Besides, with him around, he wouldn't let my mother lift a finger."

But you're different. You don't have that affection for my mommy.

After hearing his words, Ye Zehan's brow furrowed deeply.

To my surprise, this little guy's eyes are surprisingly sharp.

Next, Ye Zehan let out a soft sigh and explained to him, "You're right, I'm not your father. And I know your father's name is He Hanchuan, right"

“So everyone says we look alike, and we often get mistaken for each other.”

"They even told me that I was just having my memory wiped, that I was He Hanchuan all along. Sounds ridiculous, right Even I, the person involved, don't remember losing my memory, but they remember it very clearly."

After listening, He Ze's brows furrowed, and a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

So that's how it is.

So his father still hadn't returned to them...

Thinking of this, He Zeian's eyelids drooped slightly, and his whole body exuded an aura of utter disappointment.

Ye Zehan saw his appearance and felt sorry for him. He quickly spoke, "Actually, your mother came to find me. She said that I had only lost part of my memory, and in the past few days, I have gradually recalled some fragmented memories."

"Although it's not complete, would you be willing to tell me Perhaps... I might remember."

"Great!"

A hint of joy flashed in He Ze Yan's eyes.

He looked at Ye Zehan's face, the more he looked, the more he felt that he resembled his father.

He is also a child with higher education and understands very clearly that there must be a face in the world that looks very similar to yours, which is a principle that science cannot explain.

There wouldn't be two people so alike.

He Ze's feeling was clear, he was his father. Perhaps just like he said, he had only lost that part of the memory.

……

Soon, He ZeYan arrived at his room and looked around.

It was very clean, even the quilt was folded neatly and tightly, like a tofu block.

He Ze Yan opened the wardrobe again, and as expected, even his clothes were mainly black and white.

These are all... Father's habits!

Ye Zehan stood behind him, silently watching the little guy's strange behavior, a hint of helplessness curving his lips.

"Are you done watching" he asked in a low voice.

He Ze Yan then withdrew his gaze, lowering his eyelids slightly and reminding her in a soft voice, "Sorry, it wasn't intentional."

"It's fine."

Ye Zehan gestured toward the sofa with his eyes and said, "Come sit down. Let's have a good chat."

"Good."

He Ze Yan nodded understandingly, took a step forward, and walked toward the tea table.

He was very well-behaved, taking his little backpack off and quietly putting it aside.

Soon, Ye Zehan went to pour a glass of water. As he handed it forward, two lemon slices were still floating on the surface.

"You kids probably all like to drink soda, but I don't have that habit, so I didn't bring any. I put in two slices of lemon to make the plain water a bit more interesting. Try it."

After hearing that, He Ze's eyes turned red again.

Seeing his silent and unresponsive demeanor, Ye Zehan's lips curled into a helpless smile. "Do you have nothing to say to me"

After taking a sip of water to calm himself down, He Ze Yan continued,

"I just thought of my father. When I was very young, I especially liked to drink beverages, but I was too young, and the people in my house didn't let me."

So, I went to ask the maid aunts, and seeing how pitiful I was, they secretly gave me some drinks and candies.

"Until one day, my father still found out. He didn't punish me and the maid, he just taught me a skill, which was to throw lemons into the water, saying it could relieve cravings, and that lemons were good for children's bodies."

Listening to He Ze's words, Ye Zehan's emotions were no longer as agitated as before, and his face also carried a few points of softness.

He said lightly, "Well then, your father really is a good father."

"No." He Ze Yan raised his head, looking at him seriously. "He's a strict father."

"Harsh"

Ye Zehan felt interested when he heard this.

"My father is very good to my younger sister, hardly ever gets angry, and is always willing to give in to her. " He Ze Yan frowned, continuing, “But when it comes to me, it's completely different. As long as I make a small mistake, he will fly into a rage.”

"Before, I couldn't understand why, even though my sister and I were both his children, the amount of love we received was completely different."

“Until one day, he patiently told me that because I was the little man of the He family, I would face many things in the future, so I absolutely couldn't be pampered. If one day he left, then I had to take on the mission of protecting Mommy.”

Looking at He Zeye's resolute eyes, Ye Zehan couldn't help but feel deeply moved.

He never imagined that he would be amazed by a boy who was only over ten years old.

Although he is so young, he understands a lot of things.

It is really unbelievable!

Thinking of this, Ye Zehan's eyes also softened.

He sat beside He Ze Yan, patted his shoulder, and reminded him in a firm tone, “Well, I believe your father’s harshness towards you is truly for your own good.”

In this world, there isn't a single person who doesn't love their own child. He is just using a strict way to educate you into adulthood.

"Hmm."

At this point, He Ze Yan raised his head and couldn't help but glance at Ye Ze Han more than once.

Especially when seeing his eyebrows and eyes, for a moment, it was as if I saw the image of my father educating me.

“Actually, Mommy misses you too.” He Ziyuan said abruptly, “You’ve been gone for a whole five years, and Mommy hasn’t slept well even one day. Although she’s always busy with work, socializing, and taking care of me and your little sister, her heart has always had you in it.”

Upon hearing this, Ye Zehan's heart skipped a beat.

He hesitated for a moment before blurting out, "Does she love your father very much"

“Yes.” He Ze Yan nodded resolutely. “My mom and dad’s love story is a legend throughout Haicheng.”a deep breath and focused my attention on creation.Although she hadn't touched it in years and her hands were rusty, after all these years she had been quietly following the fashion world news behind...