Diwu Zexuan threw out a comment with an indifferent coolness.
Lifting his gaze, he glanced at the two people showing affection in front of him.
A sinister darkness passed through his eyes.
Before his eyes, it was as if the silhouette of a charming couple appeared again, chasing after him and screaming at the top of their lungs.
That woman did leave decisively, disappearing without a trace after returning to Germany.
Diwu Zexuan's fingers tightened slightly as he held the report, crumpling one corner of the sonogram.
"This is the first photo of my son. Don't take your anger out on my son if you're upset, I didn't provoke you today." Qin Youxuan saw it, quickly reached out anxiously to take it, and carefully smoothed it out.
Diwu Zexuan's eyes flickered, hiding his momentary lapse in concentration.
