His mother was his reverse scale; his anger would be invoked once she was touched.
The man knitted his brows. In this aspect, this child was alike his younger self; it was their nature to be paranoid.
It was just that this child's nature was on the innocent and stubborn side, not having an adult's comprehensiveness at all.
One, however, could not be overly extreme when handling such matters.
The older boy walked over to two at this point and looked at them.
Facing each other, the father-son pair seemed to be having a standoff!
Youyou clenched his fists to calm his anger. Eventually, he caved in and said, "Alright. I'll respect your decision this time, but only this time!"
There won't be a next time!
It's only on daddy's account!
"Good boy!"
With that, the man strode to the door.
Yichen's eyes flashed. "Daddy, aren't you staying here tonight?"
"No," replied the man faintly before leaving.
