"If you really want to know, I'll tell you. It was a call from someone in the relevant department, asking me to bring Jian to meet with Mr. Davis."
His tone carried no fluctuation, his expression was equally unbroken—Xiao Shen looked calm and composed: "There's a child in the house. As parents, do you think it's appropriate for us to argue like this?"
As he spoke, Xiao Jin signaled Jian to go to his own room to read, while he himself headed for the study.
Shen Yun followed closely behind.
"He's here to fight me for Jian, wants to take Jian away from me—do you know that?"
The two entered the study one after another. After all, Shen Yun had some pride left and didn't want her son Jian to see her arguing with Xiao Jin, so she closed the door to the study before finally losing her temper at Xiao Jin.
But just as she started to speak, her eyes reddened, faint traces of tears glimmering in them, hard to miss.
