A different kind of chilliness gathered around his quiet eyes.
Secretary Wang could sense something was not right, so he quickly left the room.
After having experienced so many gentle moments with him before, this sharp contrast of coldness broke her heart.
"Yifeng, how can you do this to me? As much as you may hate me, that's our son! Are you trying to tell everyone that you don't care about your own son?" Xi Xinyi raised her head and looked at Han Yifeng as she bit her lip. She contained herself and tried her best to not let her tears fall.
Han Yifeng would definitely be in pain to see her like this had it been in the past. He would surely have held her in his arms and comforted her.
