Lu Moqing directly ignored her words, his cold gaze aimed at the child in the woman's arms, causing the child to shiver suddenly.
"The matter isn't over yet. Who said you can leave?"
With long fingers pointing at the child in the woman's arms, devoid of any pity, he said, "Bring him out."
Seeing Lu Moqing's ruthlessness in dealing with even a ten-year-old child, the woman's face turned even more pale.
Protecting the boy in her arms, she pleaded with Lu Moqing, "Mr. Lu, my son didn't mean to hurt Madam Lu. He's still young and doesn't know better. Please let him off this once."
"Still young, doesn't know better..."
Lu Moqing pursed his thin lips, softly repeating these words, every contour on his face exuding a murderous aura.
"He doesn't know better because you haven't taught him well. Since you can't teach him, I'll do it for you."
As his words fell, he signaled the driver next to him with his eyes.
