"That's not true," Jingxi retorted, knowing deep down it's a fact, but he just refused to admit it.
"I don't have such a dumb son," Beichen Rui snorted coldly.
Jingxi, unwilling to show weakness, replied, "Nobody wants such an ugly dad either."
Seeing the two about to quarrel again, Beichen Jue quickly stepped in to smooth things over, saying, "Alright, alright, stop arguing."
"Hmph..."
"Hmph..."
The two snorted coldly, turning their heads away from each other, as Jingxi sat on Beichen Rui's lap, looking displeased.
Housekeeper Lin stood by the side, smiling helplessly at the sulking father and son.
He knew that neither of them was willing to admit the truth.
Usually, the Young Master was very indifferent to others, even cold one might say.
It was rare to see him behave so childishly.
Although on the surface, the Young Master didn't accept Jingxi, it was clear he had come to terms with the fact, knowing in his heart that Jingxi was his son.
