After speaking, he looked at Yan Sijue expectantly. Mommy said Daddy didn't really stop loving them. Is that true?
Yan Sijue looked at him with an expressionless face, "What are you still doing here?"
"Waiting for you!" he said matter-of-factly, "You're my Daddy! Of course I'll be worried if you don't come back!"
Yan Sijue squinted his eyes, the suspicion in his heart growing stronger. What on earth have this mother and son duo been up to, treating him like a monstrous flood just yesterday?
Wasn't this kid adamant about never calling him Daddy?
"I thought about it, and even though you've become a bit bad now." Xiaoze said slowly, "But you're my only Daddy, no matter what you become, I'll accept it."
He spoke with a tone of bestowing grace.
Yan Sijue couldn't help but curl his lips, his tone lightly mocking, "Well then, I really should thank you."
Xiaoze caught the sarcasm, puffed up in anger, and glared at him, "I'm leaving."
