Yan Sijue coldly glanced at him and turned away indifferently: "No way."
Xiaoze was discouraged, looking like he was about to throw a tantrum.
Mu Yiliang quickly winked at him!
Xiaoze had no choice but to swallow his frustration and continue waving his smile: "Daddy, I just want to go! Accompany me, please, please, please please please please please..."
Yan Sijue was about to be driven mad by this kid.
He gritted his teeth, reminding himself to hold on, but when he saw the expectant look in his son's eyes out of the corner of his eye, his psychological defenses crumbled again and again.
"Stop grabbing!" He grumpily rescued the hem of his clothes from Xiaoze's grasp.
Xiaoze then switched to hugging his waist: "Daddy, Daddy, you're the best, please, please please!"
Mu Yiliang, still leaning in his arms, added fuel to the fire: "Si Jue, I want to play too."
Yan Sijue was about to be driven mad by this mother and son duo.
He must have been out of his mind to follow them here.
