Is That Woman Courting Death?

"Wah..."

A sudden clap of thunder echoed in the middle of the night and the little darling woke up in fright.

Chu Ningyi got up and scooped him into his arms. He then reached out and checked the diaper underneath his little buttocks. There was no sign of wetness and no sign of poop. Chu Ningyi turned the light on and gazed at the bawling little baby in his arms.

"You're my ancestor." Chu Ningyi frowned as he carried him downstairs. The little darling was most likely hungry, that must be why he had woken up.

Maid Yu had previously prepared some milk and placed it in a thermos downstairs. Chu Ningyi carried the little darling with one arm and picked up the milk with the other arm. "Eat then, ancestor."

However, this little darling was determined to bawl his eyes out. He was crying in such a heart-breaking manner too.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" Maid Yu rushed out, changing her clothes along the way.