"Not answering it," Li Yifei said somewhat listlessly.
"Why not?" asked Su Lio.
"Just don't feel like answering it," Li Yifei replied.
"That's not right, you should answer it. It's Mengxin's call, what if it's something urgent!" Su Lio said as she went to grab the phone. Li Yifei blocked her with his hand, moved the phone further away, it was still ringing. Finally, after the last few rings, Li Yifei answered it.
As soon as the call connected, Li Yifei heard a voice saying "Dad," and his tense face couldn't hold back anymore. Although it wasn't very fluent, it was indeed calling him Dad, and in Chinese.
"Son!" Li Yifei's face broke into a smile.
"Dad!" the voice called again from the other side.
"Yes, it's Daddy!" Li Yifei hurriedly responded.
Su Lio, standing by, couldn't help but laugh, immediately understanding Su Mengxin's tactic. Using the child's few "Dad" calls could instantly break the frozen atmosphere.
