"I also have a son, not as cute as you," the boss said with a grin, his eyes full of affection, "I feel anxious if I don't see my son every day. Unfortunately, life's demands mean my wife and I have to work here to earn money. We don't have time to take care of our child, so we have to leave him in our hometown. Last year we finally saved enough money to bring our son here."
For some reason, listening to the boss's words, Fu Yang felt a strange sensation in his heart. He furrowed his brow subconsciously, "What does that have to do with me?"
"I mean, there isn't a parent who doesn't want to be with their child, especially when you're so adorable."
The boss had hesitated when he first saw Fu Yang because Fu Yang's demeanor had changed so much from when he was young.
Young Fu Yang was chubby and would smile at anyone he saw, his two little dimples were incredibly cute, and those big eyes, like damp black grapes, would look at you and almost melt your heart.
"..."
