When divorce was mentioned, Xiao Yuchuan became so furious his teeth were grinding, "Su Qingyue is mine. No one should even think about taking her!"
"Is that so." Chang Haotian's eyes flashed with a determination to win, "I've been waiting for years, and I definitely will not give up on Qing'er."
"Mom just returned, can you guys stop fighting?" Little Ye'er's soft tone successfully silenced the two men who were ready to draw swords.
"Little Ye'er…" Xiao Yuchuan gazed at his son's delicate cheeks, his heart still surged with emotion, it was truly hard to imagine that he now had a son this grown.
This feeling…
From the initial shock upon knowing, to the constant anticipation, to the nervousness before meeting Ye'er, to now seeing his small face and small body, such excitement, happiness, joy, ecstasy!
This feeling of blood being thicker than water, fills his entire heart to the brim, sour and bittersweet.
