Chi Enen wasn't crying the kind that still suppresses sobs for the sake of preserving an image, but truly wailing, the kind of crying that darkened the skies and shattered hearts.
Li Beijue felt as though someone had gouged his heart out and trampled on it repeatedly, filling him with a murderous rage.
A chill crept through the clothes on his chest.
His tense Adam's apple bobbed as he suddenly bent down and swept up the inconsolably crying woman in a princess carry to take her outside.
Baby Chi heard the commotion and toddled over in slippers far too big, pitter-pattering rapidly, "Woman?"
He had just reached the study room doorway when he saw the man emanating a formidable aura, carrying a still sobbing Chi Enen out.
