Daily Life of a Villain’s Mother

Ch.280 So this is Ye Fan? (1)

At this time, Ye Fan's door opened. She had already changed into new clothes and heard the sound from the living room just in time.

He Han and Dudu who were chatting in the living room did not notice that Ye Fan was just standing in the distance, and that she had seen what happened.

Ye Fan's chest tightened. The emotions she had just sorted out were messed up again because of He Han.

Why was He Han teaching Dudu this? Was he just bringing up casually or did he guess that Dudu was his son?

Ye Fan's mind was in a mess, and he had no idea what He Han was thinking. She didn't make a sound and just stood there quietly, watching.

Dudu tilted his small little head and observed He Han seriously, as if he was thinking about it.

The air was silent for a moment. After a while, Dudu spoke. "Papa."

He Han looked at Dudu who had similar eyes as he opened his little mouth, and calling out in a sweet childish voice.

Because of that one "Papa" from Dudu, his heart suddenly jumped.

A soft part of He Han's heart seemed to have caved in. He was such a cold person, yet he felt so warm when his own son called out to him.

During his absence, Dudu was also able to grow up well. It would have been nice if he could have met him earlier, however.

But there was no point thinking about that now. In the future, He Han was going to give even more love to Dudu.

Dudu widened his round eyes, staring at He Han. While looking at him, he seemed to be thinking about something in his little head.

A while later, he suddenly leaned over and whispered as if he was keeping a super special secret with He Han.

He came by He Han's ear and whispered, "Uncle, do you really want to be my papa?"

He Han laughed somewhat helplessly. He really was Dudu's papa, Dudu just didn't know it yet.

First, he would come clean to Ye Fan before telling Dudu. During this period of time, He Han felt that Dudu would be able to accept this truth.

"That's right." He Han ruffled his hair. "So, is Dudu willing?"

Dudu grinned and cupped his little hands together next to He Han's ear.

His tender voice emerged. "I'm willing."

He Han smiled and breathed a sigh of relief. Seems like Dudu had a good impression of him and wasn't resistant to him becoming his father.

In that case, it should be time for him to break the news to Ye Fan.

The father and son pair quietly hooked their pinkies, agreeing that today's conversation would not be known to Mama.

Ye Fan stood in the doorway of the room for a while. She heard what Dudu said and she suddenly went cold. Then, she shut the door and leaned on it, feeling panicked.

She waited until she completely calmed down before heading out. Nanny Li was busy today so Ye Fan would be cooking for Dudu and He Han.

After washing the vegetables, the sound of knife on chopping board sounded in the kitchen. After the fire was turned on and the oil heated up, she tossed in the vegetables and the delicious smell of cooking permeated the air.

Soon after, Ye Fan heard someone come up behind her.

That deep voice was very familiar. "Anything I can help with?"

Ye Fan stopped what she was doing and stopped to look at him. "You can cook?"

He Han answered frankly. "No." At least he was honest. He just wanted to slowly integrate himself into Ye Fan's life.

"Then you shouldn't be in the kitchen," Ye Fan said, sounding a little as if she wanted to drive out the intruder. The dish was ready. While filling the plate, she continued speaking.

Ye Fan had her back to He Han and spoke carelessly as if she was just asking a casual question.

"He Han, are you teaching my son things you're not supposed to?"

Ye Fan's voice was filled with probing and questioning. On one hand, she wanted to know if He Han had done anything, on the other, she felt that he was subliminally trying to influence Dudu.

He Han was stunned for a moment. Then, he smiled. "You heard?" His voice was low and husky, bringing with it a little hint of amusement.

Ye Fan nodded. "Dudu is just a child, of course he's going to follow whatever you say..." Papa or whatever, she wasn't going to accept it either way.