Fierce Ex-wife: President, Please Be Careful

their hands, which were very warm.
Before they started to make snowmen, Zhao Youlin had specifically warned Joy not to take off his gloves, or else he would get frostbite on his hands.
She would never let him play in the snow again.

The child agreed obediently.
When he got outside, he was like a bird out of a cage.
He happily picked up the snowflakes and looked them up and down in front of his eyes.

Zhao Youlin looked at her son who looked as if he wanted to bury his entire face in the snow.
She could not help but ask, “Joy, what are you doing?”

Joy turned to look at Zhao Youlin and said truthfully, “Daddy just said that the snow is hexagonal.
But after looking at it for a long time, I still feel that the snow is round.
Where are the edges?”

After saying that, Joy turned to look at Mu Tingfeng with a serious expression that said, “Daddy, you actually lied to me!”

“Pfft…” Zhao Youlin was stunned for a moment.
After she realized what cute words her son had said, she laughed and leaned against Mu Tingfeng’s shoulder.

Mu Tingfeng actually chuckled helplessly.

Fortunately, Zhao Youlin still had some conscience after laughing.
She knew how to explain it to her child, “Joy, it’s not that dad lied to you.
The snow is too small.
You can’t see its shape if you look at it like that.
The snow is indeed hexagonal.”

Joy still had a half-understanding look on his face.
But soon, he stopped struggling with this problem because he found another thing that attracted him.

“What is a snowman?”

“A snowman is a small person made of snow, just like the plushie that aunt gave you back then.”

Joy’s eyes lit up slightly.
He turned her head and looked at Mu Tingfeng with anticipation, hoping that he could help out.

Mu Tingfeng hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice, “Do what you want.
You can’t always rely on others.”

Joy was stunned for a moment.
His gaze started to wander over Mu Tingfeng and the pile of snow that was getting higher and higher not far away.

Mu Tingfeng pondered for a moment.
He realized that his son was not even up to his thigh.
He hesitated for a moment before adding, “I’ll make one.
Then I’ll help you make yours?”

Joy’s eyes lit up as he tried his best to nod his head as if he was pounding garlic.

Only then did Mu Tingfeng lead Joy to an open space not far away.
He picked up the snow on the ground and began to make a snowman.

Joy watched Mu Tingfeng’s actions from the side and imitated Mu Tingfeng’s actions as he tried his best to pinch the snow.
The two of them stood side by side and repeated the same action.
They looked extremely harmonious and cute.

Zhao Youlin couldn’t help but smile when she saw this scene.
Under the flying snow, the family of three stood together.
Although they were doing their own things, the atmosphere between them was surprisingly harmonious.
Others could only watch from afar, but they couldn’t insert themselves into it at all.

After about half an hour, Mu Tingfeng’s snowman finally entered the final stage.
Joy’s miniature snowman was only short of a head.

“It’s done!” Joy patted the snowman’s head hard.
Then, he turned to look at Mu Tingfeng with joy.
His face was full of anticipation.

Mu Tingfeng glanced at Joy’s little snowman.
Although it looked terrible, fortunately, it had all its limbs.
He could barely tell that it was a snowman.

Since it was the child’s first time building a snowman, he patted Joy’s little head and nodded, “Well, it’s not bad.”