Hearing Lu Moqing call him, Xiao Qiao Yi glanced over at him, his pitch-black pupils blinking innocently.
Showing absolutely no fear!
Because his daddy forcibly separated him from his mommy downstairs earlier, making him unhappy, in Xiao Qiao Yi's eyes at this moment, the man was merely a big pig-trotter, not his daddy at all.
Thinking this, Xiao Qiao Yi straightened his little waist, stuck out his neck, and said, "Daddy, Mommy said she doesn't like you, so I'm definitely going to find someone Mommy likes to take care of her."
Lu Moqing gritted his teeth, really wanting to dismantle this little brat's bones.
He stepped towards Qiao Yi, directly grabbed the back of his collar, and lifted Qiao Yi like a kitten, "Son, let's have a good chat."
Xiao Qiao Yi, being lifted by his dad, pedaled his little hands and legs with all his strength, looking pitiful and helpless...
"Lu Moqing, put Qiao Yi down."