Then, he raised his hand again and slapped his son hard on the little bum.
At that moment, the little baby saw it clearly—it wasn't a bad person hitting him; it was his daddy's hand. Immediately, he began wailing loudly.
"Daddy hit me! Mommy, Daddy hit Nuonuo! He's bad! From now on, Nuonuo will earn money for Mommy to spend, but none for Daddy! Let him eat cabbage and radishes alone and live miserably in his old age!"
Qian Jiyun & An Jiuyue: "..."
Miserably in his old age? What kind of nonsense is that? Could they just leave this son behind at Huayan Peak and let him grow up by himself?
"Little Nuonuo, your older brothers have already grown up. So, how about when we go back this time, Daddy and Mommy take you to meet your brothers? They can play with you in the future, alright?"
Baring his white teeth, he asked his son sinisterly.
"No, no, Nuonuo only plays with Mommy." The little baby didn't know exactly what his own daddy meant, but he could feel the overwhelming malice.
