"Why are you crying? I'm your dad. So what, does it aggrieve you that I'm holding you?" Huo Zhanting cooed for a while, but when he couldn't soothe the crying, he finally got a bit angry and gave Little Wangzi a light spank on the bottom.
Little Wangzi immediately lifted his head, looking at An Lan with grievance-filled eyes. His large, black grape-like eyes were misted over with tears, making him look especially pitiful, and in the end, An Lan couldn't bear it any longer.
"Go on, what kind of skill is it to bully a child?"
An Lan said this as she took Little Wangzi from Huo Zhanting's arms. The moment he had been wailing in Huo Zhanting's embrace, Little Wangzi now lay giggling in his mother's arms, much to Huo Zhanting's chagrin.
"What? Do I smell in some way that he detests?" Huo Zhanting couldn't help sniffing himself, but of course, he smelled nothing, then he extended his arm towards An Lan.
