Kang Chen chuckled, "Alright, since you said so, handle this as you see fit. I won't interfere."
Xizeer: "Don't think I don't know you're gloating. Believe it or not, mom might not sleep with you tonight."
Kang Chen...
Suddenly remembering something, he quickly turned and left the room.
Xizeer pursed his lips, "Remember to close the door properly."
After Kang Chen left, Xizeer picked up his book to continue reading, but couldn't concentrate, feeling a bit unsettled.
Xizeer simply tossed the book aside, pulled out a gun from under the pillow, and began to disassemble it.
...
Kang Chen carefully opened the door to Yousheng's room and saw the two kids were asleep. Ming Mei lay on her side at the edge of the bed, cradling Tongtong, gently patting her.
Tongtong was nestled entirely in Ming Mei's arms, her little hand clutching the fabric at Ming Mei's chest. That look of attachment and dependence was so endearing, it couldn't help but evoke tender feelings.
