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Chu Zhiyi is a beautiful model and a great artist.
Her boyfriend, Fu Jino, is cheerful and sunny, comes from a well-off family and is an interesting person.
Chu Zhiyi was quite satisfied with him.
One day, he picked up a baby and claimed to be his future son. It was fragrant and soft, like a millet cake.
Due to amnesia, Zaizi can't remember who the other father is.
Chu Zhiyi looked at the kindergarten name tag hanging with him, and his name was written in childish but serious strokes: Chu Fuzhao.
Fu...?
I understand, he and Fu Jino are the children.
Zaizi is good at everything, but he is like a little dad at a young age, setting up gates for him and supervising his studies.
Chu Zhiyi, who was used to being carefree, couldn't bear this crime, so he changed hands and left the baby in the care of her boyfriend's family.
As a result, not long after, Zai Zi unexpectedly regained his memory. At his boyfriend's family gathering, he pointed at Fu Shixu, the big boss in suits and ties, and shouted softly and excitedly: "Dad! It's Big Daddy! It's Big Daddy!"
Chu Zhiyi heard it and immediately reached out to cover his mouth.
"Mr. Fu." Chu Zhiyi looked at the big boss in front of him and lied wisely, "I'm sorry, Zhao Zhao hasn't seen Ji Ye for a long time, so I'm a little excited."
Just kidding.
Fu Shixu was so rigid and frigid that he had to tie his shirt buttons up to his Adam's apple, but he was his boyfriend's brother-in-law.
What's more, if such an old antique knows that Zhao Zhao is actually their child, but he accidentally gets it wrong...
Are you afraid that the eight-carriage sedan chair will be responsible for him and cause trouble for him? !
Chu Zhiyi doesn't want it.
It's enough for him to have a mini daddy, but he can't have a big daddy.
Chu Zhiyi made up his mind to make mistakes and never let Fu Shixu know about it.
Later——
The study door was locked. Fu Shixu slowly took off his silver-rimmed glasses. His watch was pressed against his waist and slid into the hem of his clothes, making his hands holding the desk tremble slightly.
Chu Zhiyi begged for mercy: "Uncle..."
Fu Shixu's hands were teaching people, but his voice was still warm and cold: "Zhiyi, do you still want our child to call someone else's father?"
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Tag: #c#age gapseven years#idiot wife green tea son miserable life#slow little pretty vs old-fashioned ascetic father#raising a cub love article
Intention: The most sincere love is within reach.
