He Zhiyao felt he'd been played by the little tyke.
He was somewhat incredulous.
Then, under his disbelieving gaze, Star marched on his little short legs and scampered over to Jiang Wanling as she came through the door, and once she handed over the prepared meals to Xu Ji, he left with her.
Watching the door close, He Zhiyao pointed at the doorway and said to Xu Ji, "You heard that, didn't you? You heard that, right?"
"Yeah, he's definitely your son. You were even less likable as a kid, but Star only targets you, while you targeted everyone," Xu Ji answered with a laugh.
He Zhiyao gritted his teeth: "Hmph."
"So he's targeting me, is he?" He Zhiyao was so angry he could barely contain himself. It was just a little comment about the kid not growing tall, did he have to hold such a grudge?
"As long as you're aware. Let's eat," Xu Ji said as he portioned out He Zhiyao's food, moving it to the other side of the table.