"Don't talk nonsense. Your son is not yours. Of course, you won't be worried about his education. Aman's son is ready to go to primary school in the future. I can't let my son and his son be separated!" Zayn was very angry.
"Aman? His son?" Nia was stunned. "Is he living in the ninth district of Shallow Bay?"
He was really powerful. He was familiar with Aman?
"Those who are indeed powerful are all powerful people..." Nia thought.
Zayn pursed his lips. For some reason, he didn't continue. "You'd better remember what I just said."
"There's no need to wash clothes in the future. I'll go visit Young Master Jin in the morning to see if he's comfortable or not." Nia repeated what he meant and nodded. "I understand."
"Come, come and have breakfast!" Zayn walked over to her coldly.
Nia almost doubted her own ears. "Was he... asking me to have breakfast?"
