Xun Hua took his son, the tiny infant wrapped in gauze on his face and body, and upon seeing him, a pure and innocent smile bloomed showing his tiny rice-sized teeth on both the upper and lower gums.
As Xun Hua held him, he softly called the little guy's name, but tears uncontrollably streamed down.
At the same time, his heart filled with even greater hatred.
"Can I leave Yanyan with you for a while?"
He had many things to take care of and bringing his son along wasn't convenient, although he now wished he could stay with his son all the time.
"Of course, you can trust us to take good care of little Yanyan."
Xun Hua once again expressed his solemn thanks. Afterwards, he fed his son a bottle of formula, looking at the child in his arms with tears glistening in his eyes.
"Yanyan, daddy's sorry."
Daddy doesn't want to abandon you, but I want revenge even more, to remove future threats and to let you grow up safe and sound.
