"You don't know he's your son?"
Huo Beichen's eyes twitched with irritation, "Do you mean to say I sleep around without knowing it?"
"Ye Nuanxi, do you think I'd stop you from seeing our son just because I'm angry?"
This defensive stance of hers was almost laughable, "Do you really take me for one of those scumbags who use their child as a chip to threaten women when they can't have them? If I wanted to, do you think you could escape unbroken?"
"Not just one Ye Mu Fan, even ten Ye Mu Fans wouldn't be able to take my son's love from me while I'm in this wheelchair."
As he spoke, Huo Beichen's gaze remained fixed on the hand Ye Nuanxi had tightly wrapped around Little Xingchen, "Ye Nuanxi, you need to understand, a month ago when I let Ye Mu Fan indulge you and take Little Xingchen away, it wasn't because I was disabled and in a wheelchair, but because I wanted to spoil you, that's all!"
Just because I wanted to spoil you!
I wanted to spoil you!
Spoil you!
