‘Nothing,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.
‘Are you really full?’ Hao Yan Che asked.
‘Yes,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.
‘Alright,’ Hao Yan Che said. ‘Drink the soup, and I won’t force you to finish your bowl of food.’
Yuan Gun Gun gulped down the soup, and wiped her mouth.
‘You’re too skinny,’ Hao Yan Che said. ‘You need to eat more every day so you don’t look like a malnourished chicken.’
‘Yes,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.
‘Go change your clothes and we’ll go out,’ Hao Yan Che said.
Na Liu Hao let the old man hold him, and he pulled the old man’s white hair that looked like his white hair.
Yuan Gun Gun smiled at the father and son who looked exactly like each other. Although Hao Yan Che was a stranger to her, she couldn’t deny their blood ran through their son’s veins.
‘Don’t pull daddy’s hair,’ Hao Yan Che said and pinched Na Liu Hao’s round bottom.
Na Liu Hao bit Hao Yan Che’s face.
‘Hao Hao is kissing you,’ Yuan Gun Gun said. ‘He rarely kisses anyone.’
Hao Yan Che pushed his son’s face away, and he pointed at his son’s teeth mark on his face.
‘Look at my face,’ Hao Yan Che said. ‘Does it look like our son kissed me? Our son bit me.’
Yuan Gun Gun laughed awkwardly. She wanted to hold the mischievous Na Liu Hao but Hao Yan Che wouldn’t let her.
Hao Yan Che wiped his son’s saliva off his face.
‘Go change your clothes,’ Hao Yan Che said. ‘I’ll change our little demon son’s clothes.’
‘No need,’ Yuan Gun Gun said. ‘You can go change your clothes. I’ll change Hao Hao’s clothes.’
‘I’ll change our son’s clothes,’ Hao Yan Che said.
Since Na Liu Hao didn’t protest, Yuan Gun Gun nodded her head and went to change her clothes.
Hao Yan Che carried his son to his son’s bedroom. He put his son on the bed, and chose a black outfit for his son.
Hao Yan Che struggled to unbutton his son’s small shirt buttons.
‘Don’t move,’ Hao Yan Che said.
‘Dummy,’ Na Liu Hao said.
Hao Yan Che waved his hand and his son’s clothes were teared to pieces.
Na Liu Hao put his hands in front of his underwear, and his face turned angry violet.
‘Daddy is sorry he forgot to take off your underwear,’ Hao Yan Che teased.
‘Go outside!’ Na Liu Hao said.
‘I’m not going,’ Hao Yan Che said.
Hao Yan Che crossed his arms and smiled at his son’s violet face.
Na Liu Hao ignored the old man.
Hao Yan Che opened a drawer and took out black underwear.
‘Do you want daddy to help you change your clothes or do you want to do it yourself?’ Hao Yan Che asked.
‘I’ll do it myself,’ Na Liu Hao said.
Hao Yan Che shrugged his shoulders, and politely turned around.
Na Liu Hao’s face changed back to his natural complexion. He changed his clothes quickly, sat on the bed and glared at the old man’s back.
Hao Yan Che turned around and played with his son’s chubby cheeks.
‘Little boy, remember daddy’s advice,’ Hao Yan Che said. ‘When we’re outside, you can’t use your powers or turn your face violet when you’re angry. The world isn’t tolerant of different people like us. Understand?’
Na Liu Hao turned his face away from the old man, and the old man walked outside.
A while later, Hao Yan Che carried his son downstairs where Yuan Gun Gun was waiting for them.
Yuan Gun Gun smiled at Hao Yan Che. Hao Yan Che held her hand and carried their son in his other arm. She thought she must have loved Hao Yan Che deeply in the past, because she liked being with him.
‘Little demon, where do you want to go?’ Hao Yan Che asked.
‘Anywhere,’ Na Liu Hao said.
Hao Yan Che turned to look at Yuan Gun Gun.
‘Do you want to go shopping?’ Hao Yan Che asked. ‘Perhaps you want to go to the zoo or the amusement park.’
‘I want to go to the places we went together in the past,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.
‘We’ve been to many places together,’ Hao Yan Che said. ‘Where do you want to go?’
‘Mmm… I want to go to the places we went together the most in the past,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.
‘We were usually at home together or we were at work together the most,’ Hao Yan Che said.
‘OK,’ Yuan Gun Gun said. ‘Let’s go to your company.’
‘Alright,’ Hao Yan Che said. ‘First we’ll go for a walk to help you digest food so you can eat more later.’
Hao Yan Che put his son on the floor, and held his son’s hand.
‘Son, you need to walk and digest your food too,’ Hao Yan Che said.
Na Liu Hao was happy to walk on his own two feet.
Mrs Chen silently cried happy tears to see Hao Yan Che walk with his wife and son. Mrs Chen hoped the little boy Hao Yan Che would learn to be a good husband and a good father, and that he would always be happy together with his family.
End of Chapter 190