Xu Zijin silently walked out of the community where Yan Yinuo lived with the child in his arms, the sound of crying like a kitten still continuing.
He kept a stern face and looked down, "Stop crying. Didn't she still abandon you?"
The father and son walked on the deserted street, evoking a sense of abandonment.
The word abandonment was used well; weren't they abandoned by that cold-hearted woman?
Xu Zijin sneered, preferring to have a stranger unlock for her rather than allowing him to help? Yan Yinuo, you have guts.
Looking at his son again, a sense of shared sympathy arose.
"Let's go home."
If that woman had the ability, she would always remain silent; otherwise, he would make Yan Yinuo realize the consequences of today's actions—whatever the father and son suffered, he would return it to her tenfold.
On the way back, Xu Zijin called the Filipino maid, Maggie, asking her to come to the villa to care for his son.
