But unexpectedly, before she could finish her sentence, the man sitting by the dining table shouted harshly, interrupting her: "Enough, who told you to say that to him? This is sheer nonsense!"
As he spoke, he got up and took the crying child from her hands.
"Xiaobao, Xiaobao, don't cry, don't cry, Grandma was just talking nonsense."
"But Grandma said that mom is gone, and also told me to bow to her. Dad, is it true that mom is really dead?" Hearing such "bad news" first thing in the morning, the child was understandably heartbroken.
Ou Mucen noticed, his heart painfully twisted again. He bent down to lift the child from the ground and carried him into the bedroom.
Ying Hao, who saw this, was also quite frustrated. Seeing that the lady still looked aggrieved after the young master took the child in, he couldn't help but feel both angry and amused: "Madam, the young master is still very young. Telling him this now, he won't be able to handle it."
