"Who allowed you to call me Xiaoxin!" As soon as Zheng Yize opened his mouth, Yixin couldn't help but lose his temper. Su Nian's mouth twitched constantly, Xiaoxin sounded so much like "be careful".
"I, I..." Zheng Yize was startled by his sudden change of face, his small hands tightly clutching the hem of his clothes, "But doesn't Mommy call me Xiaoze?"
Yixin's face was unbelievably dark, arms crossed, looking at Zheng Yize indifferently, "Anyway, you can't call me that."
"Yixin, is that how you speak to your brother?" Su Nian didn't know why he was targeting Zheng Yize and her face sank.
"He is not my brother, I never had a brother! He's just a wild child without a mommy!" Yixin, who usually spoke little, exploded.
"Yixin!" Su Nian shouted.
Looking at Zheng Yize again, his little face fell, tears welling up in his eyes like an abandoned puppy, particularly pitiable.
