That person and his story

At night.

All the lights in the villa were switched off except for a bedside lamp in the bedroom.

Zhang Ye carried his blanket into the room. "Daughter."

Wu Zeqing smiled and asked Sisi, "Will you let Daddy come in?"

Sisi, who had already tunneled under the blanket, softly affirmed.

"Great." Zhang Ye was very happy to hear that. He walked over and got onto the bed, then kissed his daughter on her cheek thrice. "Alright, Daddy will tell you a bedtime story."

Sisi said, "I wanna hear a new one."

Zhang Ye said without hesitation, "Alright, Daddy will tell you a story that no one has ever heard before."

As he was speaking, Old Wu's cell phone rang on the other side.

Wu Zeqing took a look at her cell phone. "It's from my dad."

Zhang Ye put his index finger to his lips.

Wu Zeqing answered: "Dad."

On the other end, Wu Changhe said: "Sleeping yet?"

"Not yet."

"Haha, have you heard?"