After she left her father and kept her son, President Pei lost control and knelt down.

Qiao Wan decided to ignore it and let the father and son do whatever they wanted. She locked the bedroom door and went to sleep.

Pei Hansheng stuffed the stomach medicine into his mouth, swallowed it down his throat with a bitter taste, rolled up his shirt sleeves, and served Xiaobao his meal.

"Come on, son, try Daddy's cooking."

He carried his rice bowl to the table, sat down, patted his thigh, and Xiao Bao instinctively climbed onto the man, shifted his plump little bottom, and hooked his arms around the man's neck.

"Daddy, it smells so good, I'm hungry."

Pei Hansheng held a children's spoon in his hand, scooped up a spoonful, and fed it to Xiaobao.

"ah."

Xiao Bao opened his mouth, took a big bite, and swung his little legs: "It's delicious! This is the best fried rice I've ever eaten!"

Pei Hansheng raised his hand and wiped the rice grains from Xiaobao's mouth with his fingertips: "Hasn't your mommy ever made you fried rice?"

Xiao Bao shook his head and said, "Mommy doesn't like fried rice with eggs, but she dislikes beef the most. Xiao Bao loves beef dumplings, and Mommy makes them for Xiao Bao, but she doesn't eat them herself."

Pei Hansheng frowned in thought. In his memory, he only knew that Qiao Wan did not eat beef, and she would not touch it no matter how it was cooked.

Like Xiao Bao, he only eats beef dumplings or steamed buns. Whenever he's home, Qiao Wan often makes them and watches him eat.

Pei Hansheng never asked why, but he simply instructed the kitchen that beef never appeared on the Tanshu dining table again.

He fed the little one another bite of rice and asked, "Why doesn't your mommy like to eat beef?"

Xiao Bao thought for a moment and said, "Xiao Tang said that Mommy made a deal with the gods in heaven. Mommy swore an oath for a sick person that if that person could stand up healthy, she would never eat beef again in her life. And then, that person stood up."

Pei Hansheng looked slightly taken aback.

The dense, persistent pain in his heart, fueled by guilt, was threatening to overwhelm him.

Qiao Wan, why do you love him so much? Why are you so foolish?

"Daddy, you have to talk to Mommy. Beef is very nutritious. Mommy is too picky about food, that's why she's so thin."

Pei Hansheng snapped out of his thoughts and pinched Xiaobao's cheek: "You need to lose weight, otherwise you won't even qualify for the swimming competition. Eat three more bites, and the rest is for Daddy."

Xiao Bao looked down and pinched the soft belly fat around his stomach, making up his mind: "Xiao Bao will definitely lose weight and win first place in the swimming competition."

"Daddy believes in you, you can definitely do it."

Pei Hansheng smiled indulgently, fed Xiaobao three bites of food, quickly finished the rest himself, carried Xiaobao back to the room, washed his face, brushed his teeth, and changed him into a clean set of pajamas.

"Daddy, tell Xiaobao a story."

Xiao Bao took a picture book and handed it to Pei Hansheng.

The man sat on the edge of the bed and tucked the blanket around the baby: "Which story would you like to hear?"

"The tadpole is looking for its daddy."

Pei Hansheng paused in turning the pages of the book: "There is no such story."

"Yes, Mommy tells Xiaobao stories every day."

Pei Hansheng's smile froze on his lips as he looked down at Xiao Bao and asked, "What did she tell you?"

Xiao Bao vividly recounted the story Qiao Wan had created.

"Once upon a time, there was a little tadpole who lived with his mother and godmother. As the tadpole grew bigger day by day, he longed to find his father. So he secretly slipped out of the house and searched and searched. When he found him, wow, what an ugly toad! The tadpole was so scared that he cried. He swam and swam desperately until he returned to his mother's side before dark. The tadpole hugged his mother tightly and thought that he would never look for his father again. From then on, the tadpole, his mother, and his godmother lived a happy life together."

The layer of ice that had been frozen in Pei Hansheng's eyes melted away, turning into a smile.

A toad? What a ridiculous idea that woman could come up with.

However, this also shows that the woman did not want to find a biological father for Xiaobao.

His smile deepened, and he lowered his head to kiss Xiaobao's forehead: "Xiaobao, you're not a tadpole. You have a daddy, and you'll always be my son, remember that?"

Xiao Bao yawned, too sleepy to keep his eyes open: "I'll remember, Daddy, Daddy, but you've said that so many times already."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Bao fell fast asleep.

Pei Hansheng put down the picture book in his hand and turned off the bedside lamp.

He went to find Qiao Wan after leaving the children's room, but the door was locked. The man stood outside, feeling somewhat dejected and powerless.

In the past, when the two of them had a fight, he would take the initiative to coax her and make Qiao Wan feel comfortable. Her heart would soften, and she would listen to whatever he said. Gradually, their relationship would warm up again.

But now, she has tightly closed that door to her heart and is extremely wary of him.

Pei Hansheng was extremely disappointed. He went to clean the kitchen, washed the dishes, and lay down on the sofa.

He owns many houses, and there's a comfortable bed in any of them, but he often suffers from insomnia and can only fall asleep through alcohol and sleeping pills.

He hasn't had a good night's sleep in a long time since Qiao Wan brought up divorce.

The sofa was a bit small; Qiao Wan could barely stretch her legs while sleeping. It felt cramped and uncomfortable for Pei Hansheng, but he quickly fell asleep there.

Everyone slept well that night, but Xiao Bao was the first to wake up.

"Daddy, Daddy, Xiaobao is going to be late for school! Waaah, wake up, wake up... hurry up and take Xiaobao to kindergarten."

Pei Hansheng jolted awake and sat up abruptly: "What time is it?"

Little Bao can't tell time yet, and he says in a serious but nonsensical way, "It's eleven o'clock already. If it's any later, Little Bao won't be able to eat lunch at kindergarten."

The thought alone breaks my heart, and my eyes well up with tears: "Does Daddy want to starve Xiaobao to death?"

Pei Hansheng casually ran his hand through his hair and glanced at his phone: "8:10, we'll make it."

He picked up Xiaobao, dressed him in his Huahua Kindergarten uniform, tied his scarf, carried his schoolbag in one hand, and held Xiaobao in his other arm.

"Qiao Wan, I'm taking my son to kindergarten. What would you like for breakfast?"

Qiao Wan woke up and lay in bed, not wanting to move.

She doesn't want to talk to men either.

Pei Hansheng's voice faded into the distance: "I'll bring you breakfast when I get back. You go to sleep."

The sound of a door closing came from nearby.

Qiao Wan then slowly got up, washed up, and put on light makeup.

She had an appointment with a client today, set for 10 o'clock, and she was in no hurry.

I toasted myself two slices of bread, heated up some milk, ate, and then set off with my bag. Before leaving, I changed the combination lock's code.

She took out Pei Hansheng's belongings that he had left at home: his coat, watch, and socks he hadn't had time to put on, and threw them all at the door.

Even the dumbest person would know what this means, let alone the proud and noble Pei Hansheng, whose self-esteem is more important than his life. How could he bear to bow his head again and again?

Qiao Wan went downstairs.

A beautiful pink women's car was parked conspicuously at the entrance of the apartment building, blocking her view.

The door of the pink car opened, and Suo Weiqi got out of the driver's seat. She was wearing a soft, hazy blue sweater, a matching skirt, a white fluffy hat, and a pom-pom scarf, exuding a playful and youthful vibe.

"Excuse me, ma'am, is this Jinxiu Jiayuan?"

Suo Weiqi asked the question knowing the answer already, simply to find a topic to observe Qiao Wan up close.