However...
"Mommy..."
The little guy completely ignored him and looked straight at Shen Youran on the bed, cooing, "Daddy was mean to me!"
Huo Beichen: "..."
Is that what you call mean?
Isn't the definition of being mean set a bit too low?
However, it was exactly this low standard...
"Who says this is your room?"
Before he even had a chance to prove himself, Ye Nuanxi's chilly voice chimed in, "Why don't you take a look for yourself, whose room is this? This is my room in the Ye family home. You dare to be mean to my son, get out!"
Huo Beichen: "..."
Are there going to be any good days ahead?
"Did you hear that, this is Mommy and my room!"
Upon hearing this, Little Xingchen was so proud his little chin was practically soaring into the sky. Grinning, he turned on his tiptoes towards Ye Nuanxi and cuddled up, sweetly asking, "Mommy, are you hungry? If you are, let Daddy make you some supper. Baby will feed you; how about that?"
"You're going to feed me?"
