"I didn't want to argue in front of Yanyan," Shangxue quietly explained.
"If you don't want to, then control yourself," said Ningwan.
Shangxue paused for a moment, then smiled bitterly, "Actually, it's not too difficult. I'll be leaving soon. We won't have any more chances to argue in the future."
Ningwan: "..."
"Did you know about Shangxue leaving?"
Ningwan went to find Xie Mingyu and saw him sitting in the room sulking with his son in his arms. She asked as soon as she opened her mouth.
Actually, there was no need to ask. From his expression, it was clear he knew.
Sure enough, Xie Mingyu said with a somber face, "Yes, it's really too much, completely ungrateful. Leaving just like that, so heartless."
Ningwan glanced at Yanyan who was curled up in Xie Mingyu's arms, sighed with pity.
These two, completely disregarded their son's feelings.
"Yanyan, why don't you go play? Auntie wants to talk with your dad," Ningwan said to Yanyan.
