Chapter: 1632
"Yes." Lu Hanchuan readily admitted that he was indeed in a good mood.
Fu Xiaoyao approached him, "Can you tell me?"
"Yes." Lu Hanchuan nodded, "I just contacted Xiaobao's mother."
When he said this, he deliberately looked at her one more time, to see what expression she would have, would she be unhappy or uncomfortable?
But unfortunately, Fu Xiaoyao buried his head in the soup, he couldn't see anything, and felt a little lost.
"And then?" Fu Xiaoyao put down the soup bowl.
The corner of Lu Hanchuan's mouth slightly raised, "She told me Xiaobao's favorite color, which made me know Xiaobao a little better."
"So, you are happy because of this?" Fu Xiaoyao was surprised.
She was really surprised.
Just because he knew Xiaobao a little better, his happiness was written all over his face.
"Yes, I'm very happy." Lu Hanchuan said.
If he could see Xiaobao now, he would be even happier.
Seeing the tenderness in Lu Hanchuan's eyes, Fu Xiaoyao's heart was shocked, and the look in his eyes became complicated. After a long time, she said, "Do you like Xiaobao very much?"
To Lu Hanchuan, Xiao Bao was just a biological son who suddenly appeared.
But there was no warning, no preparation, and even Xiaobao's mother didn't know who it was.
Will he really like Xiaobao?
However, it turned out that Fu Xiaoyao was overthinking, and Lu Hanchuan nodded seriously, "I like it."
"Like?" Fu Xiaoyao lowered her eyelids, "You seem to have never seen Xiaobao before, why do you like Xiaobao?"
"I don't know why, actually, even before I knew Xiaobao was my son, I already liked Xiaobao very much. It should be such a sense of joy." Lu Hanchuan said softly, stroking his chest.
Fu Xiaoyao opened her mouth, "Is this the nature of father and son? The blood relationship is really amazing."
She really didn't expect that he liked Xiaobao so early.
"Maybe." Lu Hanchuan put his hand down.
"Okay, let's eat." Fu Xiaoyao pushed a dish in front of him, "How about trying this dish, it's my best."
Lu Hanchuan hummed, put a piece into his mouth, and nodded slightly, "Not bad, it tastes good."
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