The face was calm, no expression, but those eyes were even more frightening than a ravenous wolf on the grasslands, cold, murderous, terrifying.
Kang Chen's heart was startled, he exclaimed: "Xizeer..."
Xizeer lifted his head, the emotions in his eyes dissipated slightly, "Dad."
Kang Chen: "You know."
Xizeer turned to the first-floor bathroom to get a broom, sweeping all the broken glass off the floor into the trash basket: "Just looked at the phone,"
Kang Chen recalled Xizeer's gaze earlier. If he were to describe it in a word, it was like he was about to be possessed. He said, "Don't worry about this matter, I'll handle it. I won't let your mom be humiliated like this."
Xizeer nodded: "Alright..."
