Li Jinghong scratched his head guiltily, "Then Grandpa will take you to see your mom another day, okay? For now, let's go downstairs for breakfast and then off to school."
Miaomiao's tears fell pitter-patter in the feeling of grievance, but she was helpless.
She wiped away her tears and, head hung low, went to have breakfast.
Meanwhile.
In the spacious master bedroom, the curtains remained drawn; the room was dim and poorly lit.
Rong Shengsheng felt like she was holding onto a furnace that was about to explode. Her whole body heated up as well, so she let go of her grip, but still felt an intense heat all around her as if she was immersed in magma.
Annoyed, she furrowed her brow and gave a kick to push away the furnace beside her.
Li Hanxian, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly fell off the bed and woke up instantly, a vein popping on his forehead. He got up from the floor, his eyes filled with rage.
This woman was really too bold.
