1567: The Meet-the-parents' Session (2)

The Meet-the-parents' Session (2)

From his silent look, he seemed to have something important to say. His father cocked a brow at that.1

"What is it?"

"Well, it's like this…" The boy crawled under his blanket and smilingly lay on his chest. He then held his father's face and gave him two pecks on both cheeks before smiling. "My dearest daddy, are you free today?"

"No."

"Woo…" The boy frowned, feeling aggrieved. "Can't you take leave?"

The man pondered on it for a moment. "Well, it's possible, but it depends on the situation!"

"Oh."

He could not resist pinching his son's chubby cheek as he asked with a raised brow, "Stop beating around the bush and just tell it to me straight."

"The school's holding a meet-the-parents' session this afternoon, but because mommy's details weren't registered upon my enrolment, my teacher couldn't contact her. She reiterated several times that at least one of my parents must be present during the meeting."

"…"

"Are you unable to make it?"

Feeling somewhat troubled, the boy added, "Actually, I think that it's only a formality; there's no need to attend it. It's just that mommy used to attend all my meet-the-teacher's sessions, but due to her current status, she can't show up there, so I can only ask daddy now. Will you go?"

"Alright. I'll go!" The man agreed to it right away. "What time does it start?"

He cheerfully replied at once, "2 PM!"

"Alright. I'll be there on time."

"Okay! I'll wait in school for you. Do you know where it is?"

"Yes."

"Mwah! Thanks, daddy!"

Only then was the boy satisfied. Feeling overjoyed, he kissed his father again.

"Well, if you're attending the session, can you promise me something?"

"What is it?"

With a grimace, he answered, "Keep a low profile."

The man was amused by his son's request.

"You want me to keep a low profile?"

"At least, don't act so ostentatiously by driving any of those expensive luxury cars there. I don't want my teachers to think that I'm some kind of rich kid."

His answer tickled the man pink. "Ain't it the truth, though?"

"Hmph! Even so, I don't want people gossiping about me. It's really annoying!"

His son then smiled. "Go back to sleep, daddy; I'll call you again later at 8 AM. I'll go make breakfast first!"

"Where's your brother?"

"He's out for his morning run."

These siblings always woke up early in the morning.

The older one was responsible for walking the dog, whereas the younger one was responsible for making breakfast.

Their jobs were divided distinctly.

By the time the man woke up, the little lads were already chauffeured to school.

It was Friday that day.

It had been seven days since his woman left for filming.

Seven more days.

In total, a fortnight seemed to have passed since he last saw her.

His chest felt half empty as a result of sleeping alone in the large bed every night.

He was not used to it.

Once a person got used to another person's warmth, he could no longer get used to sleeping alone!

He had never once felt that sleeping alone was such a lonely thing to do prior to meeting her, but now, each time he returned to a pitch-black room and an empty bed, he found this darkness to be absolutely oppressive.

Only out of sheer determination did he manage to hold back from calling her first, but alas, the woman did not even send him a text message.

Was she really so busy that she could not even spare some time to send him a message?

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