Chi Zaozao had her mind full of thoughts about her son, watching him leave in someone else's car without even a word to her.
Her entire being felt as if it had been hollowed out.
How could she accept this cruel reality? She wanted to chase after them, but Ye Que held her tightly, refusing to let go.
His voice stern as he said, "Zaozao, stop it."
Hearing this, Chi Zaozao suddenly calmed down, turned around, and looked at Ye Que with hatred, raising her hand to give him a hard slap.
One slap seemed insufficient to vent her anger, she glared at him, gritting her teeth, "Are you satisfied now? The child went with someone else, are you satisfied now?"
Ye Que took the slap from Chi Zaozao, his head turned to the side, maintaining that stiff posture, not turning back to look at her for a long time.
He pressed his thin lips tightly together, struggling to suppress the anger surging in his heart.
He comforted himself by thinking, she is a woman, he shouldn't argue with her.
