Shen Jiayao had never dared to tell Lu Xixin directly that Nian Xi was her son.
He hoped that after he and Lu Xixin had a deep relationship, or after a few years of marriage, he would slowly tell Nian Xi that he was her son.
Because he was afraid, afraid that Lu Xixin would compete with him for Nian Xi.
He knew Lu Xixin too well. If she knew that Nian Xi was born to her, she would definitely file a lawsuit with him to fight for the custody of the child.
How could Shen Jiayao defeat her?
He simply couldn't bear to compete with her!
In the past, he accompanied Lu Xixin to watch many idol dramas and bloody romances.
The male protagonist in it was domineering and dragging, bullying the female protagonist to the point where she almost lost half her life, and he casually snatched the child away from the heroine.
At that time, Shen Jiayao felt that the TV series were all fake and that the male protagonist did not love the female protagonist at all.
If you really love the heroine, how can you be willing to steal the child from her?
Not to mention snatching Shen Nianxi from Lu Xixin, just a slight frown from Lu Xixin made Shen Jiayao feel distressed.
He would rather be broken into pieces and miserable than live in pain, and would never let Xi Xin feel unhappy at all.
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After returning home in the evening, Shen Jiayao went to his son's room.
Shen Nianxi was in the bed, watching cartoons on his tablet computer. When he noticed his father coming in, he immediately fell down with a snap and closed his eyes tightly.
Actually pretending to sleep!
Shen Jiayao did not expose him, but sighed lightly: "Oh, why did I fall asleep? I was about to tell him the news about Asarum."
Sister Xixin?
Xiao Nianxi's eyes widened, he suddenly opened the quilt and called out: "Dad."
Shen Jiayao is a bad person.
Still pretending to be surprised, he turned the doorknob with his slender fingertips: "Nianxi! Aren't you asleep?"
Xiao Nianxi was a little embarrassed. He poked his chubby little face with two soft little fingers and smiled obediently: "Dad, I heard you talking about Sister Xixin."
Shen Jiayao stepped forward, poked his fat son with his fingertips, and knocked him down. Then he covered him with a quilt in a fatherly manner, and said in a serious tone: "You heard wrong, you are dreaming."
Xiao Nianxi was sure that he was not dreaming and argued: "I really heard it, it was not a dream!"
Shen Jiayao raised his eyebrows and asked, "How are you sure you are not dreaming? I think you are just dreaming."
Little Nianxi was so anxious that he didn't care about pretending: "Dad, I didn't sleep just now, really."
"Really? I don't believe it." Shen Jiayao crossed his arms and looked lazy, but he looked particularly hateful.
Xiao Nianxi blinked his eyes, raised his eyes and stared at his father for a long time, and suddenly understood.
Smart children, even if they panic for a moment, will still quickly detect abnormalities.
He knew that his father must have discovered that he was lying under the quilt watching cartoons.
Xiao Nianxi is a child who has a very big picture view. When he realized that he had been discovered, he immediately turned around and took out the tablet computer from the bed.
Throwing it to the ground with a "pop", he promised his father with a puffy face: "Dad, I won't read it. I won't read it in the future."
The floor was carpeted, so the tablet didn't break when it fell to the floor, it just lit up a bit.
Shen Jiayao raised his eyebrows, raised his hand to pick up the tablet, and looked at the video inside: "23 minutes."
"Dad." Xiao Nianxi quickly climbed out of bed and hugged his father's thigh with his little paws, "I only watched it for two minutes, really."
"I watched it for two minutes." Shen Jiayao said slowly, "I remember I said before, what should I do if I play on the computer in bed at night?"
Xiao Nianxi lowered his head and said pitifully, "I want to fight."
"Yeah." Shen Jiayao nodded, very satisfied with his son's attitude, "Pull your butt out."
"Dad." Little Nianxi burst into tears. She stepped forward and hugged her father's thigh, "Don't hit Nianxi. Nianxi will be a good boy from now on."
The little guy had a pair of phoenix eyes exactly like his mother's, and he was extremely pitiful when he cried.
Facing these eyes, Shen Jiayao couldn't do anything.
I can only keep a cold face and ask him to make a promise.
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After returning to the room, facing the lonely pillow and cold quilt, Shen Jiayao, who had been lazy and carefree before, suddenly felt sad.