Fu Han:"..."
Su Ye's child was indeed as annoying as Su Ye.
Fu Han looked coldly at Fu Yan, who was laughing non-stop, and his face turned cold.
In the past, when Fu Yan saw him, he was like a mouse seeing a cat, wishing he could hide far away. Now, he actually had the guts to laugh!
Fu Han's heart was filled with a nameless anger. He looked coldly at the five-year-old child in front of him, and his eyes were still filled with disdain. "Shut up."
Su Ye hugged his daughter tightly and the corners of his lips curled up slightly. "Let me tell you, you'll get what you deserve for bullying a child like that."
Looking at that look in his eyes, he couldn't wait to fly up into the sky.
He had no idea how this person had survived until now.
Su Ye was surprised that he hadn't been beaten up when he left the house.
