The guards grew even more puzzled.
"Ha, searching for your daddy all the way here!" A sharp, sarcastic voice dropped, as a figure emerged from the steps of the small villa.
Li Wanzi pursed his lips and looked up, once again seeing that nasty aunt.
Xi Xuemei, watching the presidents in a meeting, found herself idle and descended the stairs. Unexpectedly, she ran into this brat again.
The woman swayed her voluptuous hips, walked up to Li Wanzi with high heels, delivering a cold, disdainful laugh: "Little bastard, what are you doing here looking for your daddy? Go ask your mom!"
"I don't talk to smelly women!" Li Wanzi turned his little head away, ignoring Xi Xuemei. "Uncle, I have very important matters. My daddy is really inside; I just saw him. Please, my mommy is injured, over in that alley..."
Li Wanzi's big eyes were almost brimming with tears, but the stubborn little boy wouldn't cry, suppressing his grievances for help.
