Shi Jue was exuding a hint of irritation from every inch of his being, brows slightly furrowed.
He looked down at his son in his arms and spoke in a cold voice:
"Shi Yan, you tell me."
The young Shi Yan he held seemed even more troubled, like a little beast on the verge of madness, his light brown eyes flashing a hint of crimson.
His little body was tense all over as he glanced hurriedly at Yu Chiyin, his lips fluttering slightly.
"Ha ha... Brother, look at me, I've become a little calico cat."
Jiujiu's cheerful laughter came from the living room, and at the same time, young Shi Yan's eyes suddenly brightened as if a soul had been injected into them.
Yu Chiyin just glanced sideways at the living room, and when he turned back, he saw young Shi Yan's expression return to normal, his eyes shining.
He raised his brows and looked silently towards Shi Jue, who revealed a look of helplessness.
