Although he was very young, his face was full of childishness.
Yet his aura and gaze were not what one would expect from a child.
Jian Yufei had a feeling that when this child grew up, he would definitely be a tyrant!
"Daddy, I won't apologize!"
"Ansel..."
"I said I won't apologize!" The little guy's face was full of stubbornness, as if he'd rather die than submit.
Jian Yufei, seeing him like this, suddenly felt a bit uncomfortable.
If this child really was her son, how sad would that be.
Not sad about his unruly nature, but sad about his attitude toward her.
She was his mother, yet he was full of hostility toward her; she was failing miserably as a mother...
"Ansel, aren't you even going to listen to Daddy?" Qi Ruisen's expression grew even more serious, while Ansel pursed his lips, clearly unwilling.
