Xiaoze didn't avoid the topic: "Mommy came by again yesterday... Daddy, although I really don't want to leave you, if you keep doing nothing, I can only..."
Yan Sijue glanced at him, "Only what?"
"Uh..." Xiaoze felt guilty. He wanted to say that if there was no progress between Daddy and Mommy, he could only go back to Mommy, but seeing his Daddy's expression, he couldn't bear to say it out loud.
"You don't need to worry too much about these matters." Yan Sijue took another sip of champagne, his voice low, "In any case, I won't disregard your wishes."
Xiaoze noticed he was in a bad mood, obediently nodded, and didn't continue the topic further.
"Give me your hand." Yan Sijue suddenly said softly.
"Huh?" Xiaoze was puzzled for a moment, then extended his hand.
Yan Sijue grasped his son's small hand, scrutinized the inconspicuous bracelet on his wrist, and raised an eyebrow, "There's probably something special about this bracelet, huh?"
