All of a sudden, Han Xiao realized that he had never fed his son before.
When his son was born, his career had been rising. He had been extremely busy. Sometimes, he had to stay on sets for months. Unknowingly, his son had grown up during that time.
Out of guilt toward Han Siye, Han Xiao softened his tone. "Do you want Daddy to feed you?"
Han Siye paused and proudly shook his head. "I'm already so big. I don't want you to feed me!"
"Fine, I won't then. I'll get you some food instead. Children must eat more to grow taller," Han Xiao said as he picked up a drumstick for Han Siye.
Although Han Siye was a child, he could clearly tell the people who were good to him. In addition, although he looked rebellious on the surface, he yearned for his parents' love. Therefore, when Han Xiao treated him well, his expression softened. He accepted the drumstick.
The atmosphere between the two became harmonious.