So Zhu Qianying taught the little boy to call Uncle Hai 'Grandpa Hai,' but didn't tell him to call me 'Daddy'?
He took a deep breath, told himself not to be angry, not to stoop to the level of that girl Zhu Qianying and this naughty child!
"Didn't your mommy tell you who I am?" the begrudging Uncle Yan asked, his sour tone revealing jealousy, resembling more a child than the little boy in front of him.
The little boy twisted his head and disagreedly looked at him, "Of course she did!"
Yan Han's face then relaxed a little. He cleared his throat, purposely softening his voice to appease the boy.
"Then call me Daddy!"
This time, the little boy ignored him again, turning his head, staring at the big garden on the outside terrace, as if both seeing and contemplating something.
With an uncharacteristic patience, Yan Han waited and waited, only to receive a vague comment from the young master.
"Mommy said you're a big jerk!"
