In fact, Zuo Xinyao's expression was truly unpleasant, not due to anger or even hate. It was because his son had just called him "that man Yao Yao, who is incredibly handsome."
He always had this exceptionally surreal feeling.
Moreover, being teased by his own son would upset anyone.
He looked deeply at the mother and son opposite him, his eyes somber and difficult to read. In the depths of those eyes, emotions surged that even he could not clearly articulate. Only he knew what kind of life he had lived over these past eight years.
"Shut up!" Gu Qiu was almost scared to death by her son; she now wished she could just hide in a mouse hole. And this boy was still only concerned about beauty.
If it weren't for treating her son's ADHD, she would never have come to Imperial City. She hadn't met any of the friends or playmates from her childhood because she was afraid of encountering Zuo Xinyao.
