'My son is more important!'
Was he, Chu Ningyi, nothing compared to a little baby?
"Shui Anluo, you're getting better and better at aggravating me," said Chu Ningyi. He immediately approached her and grabbed her wrist before dragging her back in, slamming the front door shut along the way.
Shui Anluo and the little darling were looking at the man who was centimeters away from them with the same expression.
That was a slam. That was clearly a slam.
"D-Director Chu, calm down." Shui Anluo gulped as her eyes tried to avoid his dark and severe gaze.
"Babble..." The little darling was feeling uncomfortable from the pressure. He waved his little fist and hit Chu Ningyi.
The teeny tiny hand that drummed against him could not inflict any kind of sensation.
However, this action...
