The little head was stubborn, wriggled free from her mother's hand, exchanged gazes with grandpa for a moment, her nose twitched, and she returned to her own room.
"What are you thinking about, child? Do you think being without a father will make you happy?" Jiang's father, not willing to see his little granddaughter unhappy, chided his daughter.
Chided by her father, Jiang Mei felt annoyed, shot a glaring look at Luo Dawei, turned around, slid the door shut, and didn't even offer the usual pleasantries.
It was probably this temper of hers that made her ex-husband very unhappy. But in his eyes, it was quite charming. He walked down the stairs with a chuckle and started typing a message on his cell phone.
Just as she was about to go to her son's room to soothe the elderly and her son, buzz, a text came in. Jiang Mei picked it up to find it was from an unfamiliar number, without suspicion she unfolded it and read:
