Silence settled into the room as the little boy in Feng Tian's arms refused to speak while he continues to assess the man standing in front of them with scrutinizing eyes. It was as though he was contemplating whether to greet him or not.
Slightly clearing her throat, Feng Tian gently gave the boy a nudge to the side,
"Xiao Tang, don't be rude, say your greetings to Mr Chen." Feng Tian whispered in his ears, watching as the little boy slowly fold his arms across his chest,
"Big sister, why does this man look scarier than uncle scary?" Xiao Tang asked as he turned to face Feng Tian whose mouth slightly fell open as she continues to stare at him for a second. Slowly, she tilted her head up to take a look at Chen Yueming, who seemed to be taken aback by the boy's question, his brows instantly pulling down in a deep frown as he continues to stare at the boy.
