Chapter 73: Chapter 73: Warmth

Children have short memories, especially when they're in the arms of their blood-related fathers.

In less than half an hour, Shen Zhiyu had already been tickled into continuous laughter by Shen Wenchen. The noise was faintly heard by Nanzhi in the kitchen.

After several days of relentless traveling, the 11 of them could finally sleep undisturbed, unmoved even by the sound of thunder.

In the end, it was Shen Wenchen who, fearing the little one might break into sweat from laughter, took him to the backyard for washing up.

"Dad, are you really my dad?" Shen Zhiyu obediently stood on the side, waiting for Shen Wenchen to wash his face.

Looking at his son's hopeful eyes, Shen Wenchen hesitated for a moment before laughing and saying, "Would your dad be fake?"

"So, will dad leave?"

Upon hearing the little one's words, Shen Wenchen hesitated before nodding, "Yes, I have to go, but Zhiyu can go with your mom and dad."

Shen Zhiyu frowned, somewhat unhappy: "Why?"