PCMWF Chapter 130

After the long flight, the little guy sat on his father’s shoulders, his big eyes looking around, searching for his two dads.

The airport was full of people. Luckily, Qin Kun was tall. The little guy grabbed his father’s hair and pointed excitedly: “Kun Kun!”

Qin Kun spotted his precious son on Shen Minyan’s shoulders from afar. He jumped up with excitement, waving his arms: “Baby, Dad’s here!”

As soon as they came closer, the little guy reached out his arms. Qin Kun scooped him up, kissing him several times before letting him go. The little guy giggled at the kisses, his face covered in Kun Kun’s saliva. He pushed Kun Kun’s face away with his little hands, wrapped his arms around his big dad’s neck, and nuzzled his cheek against his.

“Kun Kun, I missed you so much.”

Qin Kun patted his son’s soft head and smiled. “How much did you miss me?”

The little guy hugged his neck and answered seriously: “THIIIIIS much!”

He stretched his arms as wide as he could.

Qin Kun held him and nodded to Shen Minyan. “Brother Shen.”

Shen Minyan instinctively looked behind him. He didn’t see Su Siwen and frowned slightly. Because it was a last-minute decision, Shen Minyan didn’t know why Su Siwen hadn’t come along. However, Zhang Shun had reported to him a couple of days ago that Su Siwen had undergone his second surgery and was currently undergoing medication and rehabilitation. Everything was progressing well.

After the little guy had cuddled with his big dad for a while, he asked in his milky voice, “Where’s Little Dad? Where’s Little Dad?”

Qin Kun hesitated, stumbling over his words.

He laughed awkwardly and said to Youyou, “Your Little Dad sleeps early, remember? It’s late. He’s already asleep. I didn’t wake him up.”

The little guy didn’t see Little Dad. He was a bit upset, pouting with a huff.

“Little Dad doesn’t miss Youyou. Did he forget about Youyou?”

He had been thinking about seeing Little Dad again every single day.

“How could that be? You’re Dad’s baby. Daddy misses you every single day.”

Youyou pressed: “How much?”

Qin Kun was super exaggerated: “THIIIIIS much!”

The little guy was easy to placate. A few kind words and he was happy again. Little Dad was working hard on his treatment. It didn’t matter if he didn’t come to pick him up. If Dad couldn’t come to him, he would go to Dad!

“No. Your Little Dad can’t see you right now!” Qin Kun sounded a bit anxious.

Su Youli didn’t understand. He pouted. “Why not?”

Qin Kun frowned, trying to find the words. Siwen hadn’t been asleep at all. How could he sleep knowing Youyou was flying over twelve hours to see him? He just looked too awful right now. If Youyou saw him like that, he’d be upset. Qin Kun subtly changed the subject, asking about the little guy’s adventures filming the show. Sure enough, Youyou’s attention was diverted. He lay in Qin Kun’s arms, chattering away.

“Brother Shen, I booked a hotel for you. It’s close to where we’re staying.”

Shen Minyan’s face was half-hidden in shadow. He said calmly, “I remember telling Zhang Shun to find you a place with plenty of space.”

From his perspective, Qin Kun’s lips were pressed tightly together. Clearly, there was a reason.

His tone softened. He asked, “Is it inconvenient? Youyou misses you both a lot. Tang Dou and I can stay at the hotel. Youyou can stay with you.”

Qin Kun realized he’d misunderstood and quickly said, “No, Brother Shen. It’s just… the house… It’s a bit messy. No one’s had time to clean it. Once I’ve tidied up, I’ll invite you over.”

Shen Minyan couldn’t reach Zhang Shun and didn’t know what had happened. Qin Kun was under thirty, and his attempts to hide his emotions were easily seen through by Shen Minyan.

“Is Xiao Su okay?”

The little guy looked up from Qin Kun’s arms. Shen Minyan hadn’t deliberately avoided the question in front of Youyou. Su Siwen was also Su Youli’s father. The little guy had a right to know.

“Kun Kun, Youyou wants to be with you and Little Dad.” He hugged his dad tightly, refusing to be separated.

Qin Kun was silent for a moment, then told the truth: “Siwen just went through his second surgery. He’s on medication now, and… the side effects are pretty severe.”

Shen Minyan understood. Su Siwen was being worn down by the post-surgery medication. He must look very weak. Every father wanted to keep a perfect image in their son’s eyes. Shen Minyan completely understood Su Siwen’s concern. He looked at the little guy, whose eyes were starting to water, and decided to let him choose.

“Youyou, your Little Dad might feel like he doesn’t look very good right now. He might not want you to see him when he’s sick. Should we respect that and visit him tomorrow?”

Shen Minyan held his son and explained patiently. Su Youli didn’t quite understand what the two dads meant, but… Dad was Dad. No matter what he looked like, he was still his dad.

“I miss Dad. I love Dad. I want to see Dad. Dad misses Youyou too.”

“If Dad can’t see Youyou, he’ll cry. I don’t want Dad to cry.”

Shen Minyan and Qin Kun exchanged a glance. How could this little one, at such a young age, have so much sense and even convince them?

Seeing that the two dads were silent, the little one straightened up: “Family shouldn’t reject each other. Dad needs Youyou right now.”

Fine. Under his son’s lecture, Qin Kun reluctantly agreed. He told the driver to go to the villa. The car stopped in front of an elegant villa, the home of Qin Kun and Su Siwen in Country D. The villa was surrounded by lush trees, with a lawn in the yard and an old oak tree in one corner. But it was night, so they couldn’t see it clearly.

As soon as the car stopped, someone came out of the villa. The man was in a sharp suit, wearing glasses, with a refined air. It was Zhang Shun. Shen Minyan carried Su Youli out of the car, and Zhang Shun knew Qin Kun’s plan had failed. He should have known nothing could get past Chairman Shen’s eagle-sharp eyes, especially not Qin Kun’s habit of stammering when he lied.

“Chairman Shen,” he nodded, then bent down slightly. “Youyou, do you remember me?”

The little guy blinked, his voice clear: “Good evening, Uncle Zhang.”

Zhang Shun smiled warmly and gently squeezed his little hand. After Tang Dou and Qin Kun unloaded the luggage, they all walked into the villa. The villa was large, with three floors. The second and third floors could be lived in, but for now, only Qin Kun and Su Siwen were staying there. Zhang Shun and the two young men sent by the Chu family lived in the villa next door.