Mommy...
Mommy...
The word "mommy" was like a needle that stabbed Zhou Yao's brain repeatedly. He straightened his back and said with his deep and horse voice, "Stop crying. The Zhou's do not cry like that?"
Zhou Sileng couldn't take it anymore. He replied, "I resemble mommy! My mommy definitely cried a lot. You definitely made my mommy cry a lot. You deserve it. My mommy left you!"
The veins on Zhou Yao's forehead bulged. He took a deep breath and warned with bloodshot eyes, "Zhou Sileng, shut up! If you say one more word to me, I will leave you by the side of the road!"
Zhou Sileng snorted and then kept quiet. From the looks of it, his daddy was not joking. He might really leave him by the side of the road. Zhou Sileng was a wise man who knew when to adapt to circumstances.
...
In the villa.
