Shattered by Fate, Restored by Truth-Chapter 822: Put On a Dress for Daddy?

Fu Shihan got irritated just at the thought of the name Mu Xinghan, so he wanted to blame every nasty thing on him.

What if he guessed right?

Wouldn’t that give him another reason to destroy him?

Fu Shihan was just casually guessing, but after seeing the expression on Fu Yansheng’s face, he wondered if he had really guessed correctly?

"What kind of hand are you really playing?"

Fu Shihan was suspicious, sensing something was off.

Wasn’t Mu Xinghan fond of Su Wanxin? How could he be involved with Cheng Yao, who wanted to harm Su Wanxin?

Frowning deeply, Fu Shihan turned and left, returning to his bedroom.

In the room, Fu Yu’an was lying naked on his bed. Fu Shihan walked in and, slightly startled, almost forgot about him.

"Daddy, bath."

"Bathe yourself." Fu Shihan was in a bad mood today and didn’t want to indulge him.

Yangyang noticed his displeasure and looked at him pitifully, not daring to say anything.

Seeing his expression of restrained anger, Fu Shihan was reminded of Su Wanxin.

He sighed, turned and entered the bathroom, filled the tub with water for the little guy, and tossed him in to splash around and play.

In the bedroom, Fu Shihan sat casually on the floor, leaning against the bed, and took a phone call.

It was from his rascal friend Zheng Chuyang, inviting him out for a drink. Fu Shihan decisively refused, "Not going."

"Whoa, what’s got you so worked up? Who got under your skin?" Zheng Chuyang could tell from his tone and asked playfully, "Didn’t you tell Wanwan you wouldn’t get upset? Why the rush?"

"Keep your thoughts off her."

"Who was the one saying not to reconcile before? You don’t want to make up, so why do you care so much?"

"Stop spouting nonsense at me. Not going today, maybe another time."

After hanging up, Fu Shihan figured if he had drunk today, with his temper, he might have done something he’d regret.

He climbed onto the bed, lying there to piece together all the information he got today.

Yangyang played in the bathroom for a while on his own but gradually got bored.

He washed himself, wrapped in a towel, ran out, and lay obediently beside Fu Shihan without moving.

"Daddy."

"Hmm?"

"They said you hit someone today. Is it true?"

"Hmm."

"Why did you hit them?"

"They bullied your mom."

As soon as Fu Shihan finished speaking, he heard Yangyang gasp loudly in surprise, which led to a couple of coughs and amused Fu Shihan. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

Indeed, having kids is for fun; otherwise, there’s no joy in it.

Fu Shihan turned to look at him, his round eyes wide open. "I want to hit them too!"

He shouted, "Beat them to death!"

"Killing is a crime. Your grandma is a lawyer, and knowing the law and breaking it will get you a harsher sentence."

Yangyang looked utterly confused, and seeing this, Fu Shihan’s eyes glimmered with more amusement.

He reached out and poked his son’s little butt, asking, "Wanna put on a dress and show daddy?"

"No!"

"Tsk, I wanted to see if you look like your mom when she was young."

Fu Shihan had been wondering for a moment what Su Wanxin looked like as a child. He had completely forgotten and couldn’t recall at all.

Hearing this, Yangyang was oddly tempted.

Fu Shihan saw he was about to agree, so he quickly coaxed him to sleep and stopped teasing him.

After coaxing his son to sleep, Fu Shihan got up to take a shower. He wasn’t sleepy to begin with, and after the shower, he was even less so.

Thinking of Su Wanxin.

Wanting to hold her.

Wanting to hear her talk about their past.