Fang Zikai himself was illiterate. He thought that his brother had a high IQ, but he had never thought that his brother might also lie.

Hence, his brother was always right to him and he believed everything.

Fang Zikai saw Zhuang Long with his sharp eyes. He hurriedly shouted in Chinese, “Godfather! Catch the ball!” With that, Fang Zikai ran towards Zhuang Long like a bull. When he approached Zhuang Long, Fang Zikai kicked the ground with both feet and jumped up. Like a ball, he fell into the arms of Zhuang Long, who was already prepared.

Zhuang Long weighed the person in his arms. He patted Fang Zikai’s butt hard and said, “You’ve gained weight!”

“You’re getting pimples!”

Fang Zikai rolled his eyes and said, “I’m not very fat.”

“Yes, you’re just chubby.”

Zhuang Long had seen Fang Yusheng complaining about Fang Zikai in the group chat. He said that Fang Zikai was clearly fat, but he refused to admit it and insisted that he was just chubby. Qiao Jiusheng said that she would let Fang Zikai watch “Where Are We Going, Dad?” less often in the future. Fang Zikai watched a variety show called “Where Are We Going, Dad”. He was a little obsessed with a little girl, so he searched for that girl’s Weibo videos online.

Then, Fang Zikai didn’t remember anything else. He remembered the words of that little girl named Grace—I’m not very fat. I’m just chubby.

From then on, this sentence became a cover for the fact that Fang Zikai had already gained weight.

Seeing that his godfather actually knew this, Fang Zikai became even more excited. He held Zhuang Long’s head and gave him a big kiss. This kiss made Zhuang Long’s heart bloom. Zhuang Long complained to Fang Zikai, “Your Brother Qilin doesn’t even kiss me anymore.”

Fang Zikai was now in kindergarten and had broadened his horizons. When he heard this, he pretended to be an old man and explained the situation to Zhuang Long. He said, “This is very normal. Brother Qilin is already very old. He can’t just kiss people. After a child turns five, he can’t kiss just anyone.”

“Because we have to preserve our first kiss. In the future, we can only kiss the girls we like.”

Fang Zikai rubbed his face against Zhuang Long’s cheek comfortingly and comforted him. “Godfather, don’t be angry. You’re not the girl Brother Qilin loves.”

Zhuang Long :”…”

Caught between laughter and tears, he asked Qiao Jiusheng, “Oh my god, Ah Sheng, did your children grow up eating cuteness?”

Qiao Jiusheng shrugged and said, “Cuteness no, but Cornetto ice cream yes.”

Zhuang Long laughed out loud.

He asked Fang Zikai, “Who told you this, little cutie?”

Fang Zikai was a little smug. “My big sister.”

Zhuang Long was stunned for a moment. After a moment, he finally understood what kind of person this “big sister” was. She should be the leader of Fang Zikai and the others in school, and a girl at that. “You should listen to your big sister.”

“If I listen to her, I can have chocolate to eat.” Fang Zikai spoke very softly, and only Zhuang Long heard him.

Zhuang Long couldn’t help but laugh. He put down Fang Zikai and looked at Fang Zicheng.

“Cheng Cheng, aren’t you going to hug your Godfather?”

Fang Zicheng nodded reservedly, then walked up and gently hugged Zhuang Long, then quickly let go. Zhuang Long had just reached out to pick the little fellow up, but before his hand could touch the little fellow, he left.

Zhuang Long :”…”

Zhuang Long looked at the child’s father. His eyes silently accusing: Does your son despise me?

Fang Yusheng chuckled and shrugged, indicating that he was helpless as well.

Qiao Jiusheng looked at Fang Zicheng coldly and frowned. When she spoke, her tone was calm. “Iron Egg, hug your godfather.” Qiao Jiusheng’s tone was not angry, but Fang Zicheng was a little afraid.

He also knew that he had embarrassed himself just now.

He walked forward slowly and hugged Zhuang Long. Seeing that his mother was still looking at him, he counted five seconds in his heart. When he counted to five, he was about to let go when Zhuang Long suddenly scooped him up. “Cheng Cheng isn’t as fat as Kai Kai. How handsome!”

The two brothers, who originally looked almost identical, were now very easy to recognize because of their figures. When one wanted to distinguish their identities, one no longer needed to look at the color of their eyes. One could tell just by looking at their bodies.

The fat one was the younger brother, Fang Zikai, and the thin one older, Fang Zicheng.

Fang Zicheng squirmed in Zhuang Long’s arms. After holding it in for a long time, he finally explained, “Kai Kai likes to steal snacks and chocolates. That’s why he’s gained weight.” Fang Zicheng was actually very embarrassed to be hugged by his godfather like this. He was just not used to being hugged. It wasn’t that he didn’t like Zhuang Long.

Qiao Jiusheng pretended not to see Fang Zicheng’s pleading gaze. This child was too withdrawn. She had to let him interact more with others.

But after hearing Zhuang Long’s words, Fang Zikai was displeased. He pouted and asked Zhuang Long, “Godfather, are you saying that I’m fat?”

Everyone looked down at Fang Zikai. Their gazes were clearly saying: It’s rare for you to know your place.

Fang Zikai understood the expressions in these people’s eyes. He felt extremely desolate.

When they returned to Zhuang Long’s house, the chef had already prepared a sumptuous dinner.

The family was not used to eating the food provided on the plane. During the meal, the four of them only cared about eating and did not speak much. Qiao Jiusheng, who usually ate elegantly, ate two bowls each. After the meal, she took a shower. The smiling children were already sleepy, so they fell asleep very quickly.

Qiao Jiusheng had a wide range of friends and knew people in New York City. She used the phone to contact her friends who lived here and planned to arrange a time to go out together.

Fang Yusheng went downstairs alone and poured himself a glass of warm water. Then, he found Zhuang Long in the small courtyard outside the dining room on the first floor.

Zhuang Long was not doing anything. He just sat on the coffee chair with a phone in front of him. When Fang Yusheng saw him, he was dozing off with his eyes closed. His hands were relaxed as they rested on his abdomen, and his fingers were casually crossed.

Fang Yusheng walked closer and pulled out a chair to sit down.

Zhuang Long knew it was him, but he didn’t open his eyes.

Fang Yusheng sat down and put down his cup.

His hair was a little long and the weather was rather hot. He pulled his hair back a few times and tied it up with a black rubber band. Only then did Fang Yusheng pick up the cup and take a sip. He put down the cup and saw Zhuang Long looking at him with his eyes open.

“What are you looking at?” Fang Yusheng’s green eyes were filled with amusement. He asked Zhuang Long, “Is this the first time you’ve realized that your Brother Yusheng is very handsome?”

“Fang Yusheng, can you not be so narcissistic?”

Zhuang Long rolled his eyes and looked at the pony tail behind his head. He said, “Why would a grown man keep such long hair?”

“This is called being stylish. You, who don’t have a wife, won’t understand.”

Zhuang Long glared at him.

This time, Fang Yusheng did not continue arguing with him. He narrowed his eyes and sized Zhuang Long up, making Zhuang Long feel puzzled. He could not help but ask, “Why are you looking at me? Is this the first time you’ve realized that your Brother Zhuang Long is especially good-looking?”