After saying that, Han Che left directly without any hesitation.
Only his back was left.
Ye Cheng had always been modest, but now he was so angry that he couldn't help kicking the wheel of the car.
Han Che got into the car, took out a thick coat, and went back to the ward.
Song Xi had woken up and Song Yao was feeding him patiently.
When he saw Han Che standing at the door, his eyes lit up.
"Han... Uncle..."
Song Xi hesitated, not knowing whether to call him uncle or father.
Song Yao also looked back.
"Didn't you leave? Why did you come back?"
Han Che just put his coat on Song Yao's shoulder. At last, he looked at Song Xi and gently stroked his little head.
"Xi, have a good meal and have a good rest. Dad will always be with you, okay?" Xi nodded and said in a sweet voice, "Thank you!" "For what?"