Si Xia completely exploded: "Ye Wanwan! Who's your son, huh?!
Seeing Si Xia so agitated, Ye Wanwan very kindly placated him, "Alright, alright, it's daddy and mommy bringing a very handsome son out - is that okay? Are you happier now?"
Not. a. single. bit. okay!
Si Xia buried his head on the little table and didn't want to speak anymore…
Beside him, Si Yehan sat there in silence, looking at the girl with a crafty fox grin on her face. The iciness in his cold eyes melted away and a faint smile appeared like a light wind blowing across a lake's surface, causing layer upon layer of ripples…
Ever since he was severely injured, his temper became more violent and unpredictable; it was as if a roaring, havoc-wrecking wild beast was living inside his body that even he was unable to control and he could only watch as his own thoughts and consciousness became dominated and corroded, bit by bit.