She truly couldn't understand why the proud Yan Han could accept the commands of a nearly five-year-old boy willingly.
Could this be the case of 'one ailment requiring one remedy'?
Or is it the magic of blood relations at play?
Zhu Qianying pulled the car up next to Yan Han and gradually wound down the window.
After her car turned the corner, the man locked his gaze onto the car, even taking a few steps forward. A look of relief spread across his face as though he had been waiting for a long time.
Zhu Qianying might have a heart of stone but she hadn't become enemies with this man, despite their failed marriage. Mainly because, she didn't want their son to become a victim of the emotional tug-of-war between her and Yan Han.
"Get in!" Zhu Qianying told the man leaning towards her, unbuckling the car door lock with a "click".
The man seemed somewhat surprised but quickly opened the door and slid into the co-pilot's seat.
