Zhuang Haoxiong, hearing the sound, squinted his eyes into a circle, slowly opening his lips to utter a few weighty words: "Anthony, is that you?"
Anthony forcefully covered his mouth with both hands, not daring to move a muscle.
He was scared, very scared of this stepfather.
The driving Zhuang Haoran glanced at the expression on the child's face in the passenger seat, squinting his eyes. He knew that children do not lie, especially with Anthony's current expression, it was impossible that it was fake.
Maybe, what Anthony said to him earlier was all true.
Moreover, now that he was here, witnessing his older brother indeed pursuing the one he adored.
Zhuang Haoran felt something churning in his heart, violently rolling like waves crashing in a storm, yet he couldn't discern what kind of emotion it was.
They were two brothers after all, even if they weren't close growing up.
