He looked at him and said indifferently, "It's very inconvenient for you to take the child to the B Zone."
Ya Shitian did not look at him, "I know, so what?"
"The B Zone has many problems and is the most dangerous. Aren't you afraid he's in danger taking a child who can't walk there?"
"What if there's danger? My son, if he has fate, will naturally live a long life. If not, then it's his own fault." Ya Shitian's tone was cold.
The man smiled, "You really have guts with that kind of thinking. But he's just a baby who can't do anything. You can leave him with me."
"No need." Ya Shitian declined coolly and walked away briskly.
The man didn't care, signaling the bodyguard to push him away.
Ya Shitian returned to his place and went to see the child.
Ya Zhiyan was already four months old.
Now, his skin was very fair and tender, with a pair of bright black eyes that looked lovely and gave a very smart impression.
