章節 297: Fourth World: Wen Qinxi Thirsty For Qie Ranzhe

Qie Xieling took full advantage of this situation making up for all the years he didn't have his dad around. That is to say, the title of Ultimate Opportunist could only belong to him. He ran up the stairs and pushed the door open with a tear-stained face.

He was genuinely upset about the fudge but he took it as an opportunity to behave insensible crying in his dad's arms. Wen Qinxi who had been watching some breakfast show was startled when the door was pushed opened followed by Qie Xieling throwing himself in his arms.

Wen Qinxi's heart ached as he comforted Qie Xieling. He tried to figure out what riled up the overly mature little ancestor but Qie Xieling kept on crying as though venting out all his pent-up grievances. Stumped by this situation, Wen Qinxi could only embrace him while soothing his back urging him on to let it out. Every once in a while, we all deserve a good cry. That is to say one would feel better after crying it out.