"Uncle Guo lets me ride on his shoulders and brings me to have fun!" The little one began to enumerate the fun activities with his fingers and most of these were a boy’s favorite sports that were usually played together by father and son.
Zhuo Qianyun listened as a touch of sadness appeared in her eyes.
No matter how much she tried to take over the role of a father, it was a fact that Lil Yan grew up without a father. She had seen the envy in her son's eyes every time he saw other children with their fathers.
'But... Ye Wenming wouldn't be a good father. As far as Ye Wenming is concerned… Lil Yan should have never existed.'
Ling Yiran saw the sadness in Zhuo Qianyun's eyes, so she quickly changed the subject. As she was leaving, she looked at Zhuo Qianyun and asked, "How's your injury?"
"It's nothing serious. It doesn't hurt much when I walk now," Zhuo Qianyun said with a smile.
"Did Ye Wenming ever come looking for you again?" Ling Yiran asked again.
Zhuo Qianyun shook her head. Since the day she hurt herself in front of him, he had never appeared in front of her again.
"Just let me know if there's anything I can do for you. I may not be able to do much now, but... Many hands make light work," said Ling Yiran.
Zhuo Qianyun smiled. "Alright, got it. How about you? How are you lately? That Uncle Guo Lil Yan mentioned, you and him..."
"We're only friends. Maybe we're not even friends. He's just a former colleague at the Sanitation Service Center." Ling Yiran interrupted Zhuo Qianyun.
"That man probably likes you." Otherwise, how could he have the patience to accompany them to the amusement park?
"Sis Zhuo, I don't want to think about romance anymore. It's too much of a luxury for me," said Ling Yiran.
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