“That woman isn’t my mother! I’m not sick!”


  The little child looked at Ji Ziming stubbornly, feeling very wronged inside.

  In his heart, Pei Ge was not his mother at all; she was merely a detestable stranger to him.

  “Ji Chi, let me tell you: That woman is your mother and my ‘wife’! I won’t let you say that she isn’t in front of her again!”


  He swept the child a cold gaze. In his eyes, although this child of his was important, he was not as important as the woman.

  “I don’t wanna hear you saying that again!”


  The icy-cold voice had the child feeling afraid and angry. He stubbornly glared back at his father as tears swam in his eyes.

  “Daddy, you’re a bad father! I don’t like you anymore; I only want my mommy!”


  “.……”


  Seeing how his son refused to change his ways, the man was even more certain of his guess.

  “I don’t wanna be your son anymore!”


  With that, the boy moved to jump off the bed.

  “Baby, be careful!”


  Suddenly, a female voice broke the tension in the office.

  A well-proportioned figure appeared in the office next. This person was Qu Jingwan in her hospital gown.

  “Mommy!”


  Upon spotting her, the boy immediately buried his entire head in her arms.

  “Daddy doesn’t want us anymore; wu wu……”


  The child’s tears started rolling down his face as he wailed loudly, looking rather pitiful.

  “.……Baby.”


  Hearing his crying and complaining, Qu Jingwan felt bitter. At the same time, a complicated expression flashed across her face.

  She hugged the child even tightly and, as though making a decision, looked up at the man.

  “Ziming, Baby is still sick. Can you be gentler with him? He is still young and a patient, after all.”


  With that, she gently patted the boy’s back and wiped his tears away.

  Her words proved to be useless when used on Ji Ziming, though.

  His expression merely turned colder, much more than before she made an appearance here.

  “Scram.”


  He regarded her with extreme coldness.

  “.……”


  She was stunned by his fierce retort.

  This angered the boy in her arms, though, and he stopped crying to look up at his father. With red and swollen eyes, just like a dog protecting its food, he shouted at him, “You’re not allowed to bully my mommy!”


  The air in the room turned tense after his shout, and everyone held their breaths while looking at the father and son.

  “Your mommy?”


  The man coldly cocked an eyebrow, narrowing his eyes at the lady. Reaching out, he plucked the child out of her embrace.

  “Looks like I need to have your brain properly cured for you to understand who your mommy is!”


  “Ahh! Bad daddy, let go of me! Let go of me!”


  With a scream, the lad was picked up by his father again.

  Qu Jingwan actually wanted to follow them but was scared away by the man’s sharp gaze; she halted in her steps and did not dare to chase after them.