She tried her best to control the raging anger in her heart and comfort herself a million times. He was drunk. He was a drunkard. Why was she angry with a drunkard?
Xiaoqi hid in Ling Sheng's embrace and cried until he was out of breath. After shouting "Grandpa" in a hoarse voice, he looked up with red eyes and asked in the same voice, "Mommy, where is Grandpa going?"
Ling Sheng looked at the chaotic living room, her every cell trembling uncontrollably from anger. She gritted her teeth. "He can go wherever he wants!"
"But Grandpa is drunk." Xiaoqi sniffled as tears welled up in his eyes. "Will he be alright?"
In the end, Ling Sheng was still worried. When she ran downstairs, she saw a red Ferrari jump out of the garage and disappear at a high speed.
Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably as her heart ached terribly. Her chest felt as though it was about to explode as she hugged Xiaoqi and sat on the steps outside the estate's entrance.
