Pei Chenyang: "..."
Getting rid of Feng Xiao a second time had clearly infuriated Tutu.
He held Tutu in his arms, coaxing her over and over. While her crying eventually lessened, she still ignored him completely.
And judging by her demeanor, this was bound to last for a while.
Lunch finally started a bit past one o'clock, but Tutu just nestled against Zhao Mengmeng, eating without enthusiasm, looking completely listless.
As for Pei Chenyang, he could only sit nearby, watching with puppy-dog eyes.
Even when Zhao Mengmeng spoke to her, Tutu responded in a soft, dispirited voice, clearly still miserable.
Finally, at half past two in the afternoon, they managed to coax her to sleep, leaving Pei Chenyang feeling like half his life had drained away.
Whatever family conflicts he'd been spared from experiencing in recent years, this one had hit him hard, leaving an indelible mark.
