Yu Fusheng felt as if he had fallen into an abyss in an instant, with gazes full of ridicule, mockery, and schadenfreude falling upon him.
Without exception, at this moment he became the biggest joke in the entire Dechang Building.
Wei Zhuhua's venomous words lingered in his ears: "Your Yu family has committed too many sins, destined to be without descendants."
At this moment, it became a curse.
Yu Fusheng's gaze fell on Mei Qingdai's arms; despite the great commotion, the child still slept peacefully, unaware that his future had dramatically changed in an instant.
Yu Fusheng suddenly reached out and snatched the child from Mei Qingdai's arms, and as Mei Qingdai screamed and lunged forward, he immediately opened the swaddle and saw the child's face.
Xiang Chenyu was absorbed in the spectacle, and by the time she realized what was happening, Yu Fuce had already taken the child. Surely, even someone as mad as him wouldn't harm a month-old infant.
