In the Rong Mansion, a flash of hatred flashed through Leila's eyes when she saw Hazel.
Now she had transferred her hatred for Zac to her, and she hated her twice.
Walt was sitting on the sofa and playing with the little baby.
The baby liked him very much. As soon as he saw him, he would stretch out his hand and call him "Uncle'.
He thought this was the connection between father and son.
After all, the baby was his son.
Hazel brought his favorite fruit paste to him.
As soon as he saw her, the baby jumped on Walt's legs happily. "Mommy, eat fruit, eat fruit!"
"Fruit is here, baby." Smiling, Hazel was about to take her son over.
"Let me feed him," said Walt with a smile.
Hazel nodded and handed him the fruit pulp.
The baby couldn't wait any longer. He opened his mouth wide and said, "Eat fruit. Eat fruit."
"Here comes fruit, my little glutton." Walt looked at him dotingly and fed him a spoon of fruit paste.
