Chapter 172 What Do You Want to Talk About?

A day had passed since Max didn't reply to that woman's message.

It was already late at night.

The Instagram accounts of the two children were well-maintained, with no messy content on their main pages, simple introductions, and few posts.

Occasionally, there would be videos edited and shared with music and captions.

It was evident that the person managing the Instagram accounts didn't have much time.

Max clicked on one of the videos, and the smiling faces of the two children immediately appeared on his phone screen.

Seeing their smiles, Max felt the irritation and frustration in his heart dissipate.

He leaned against the edge of the bed, swiping his finger across the screen and watching quietly for a long time.

He grew calmer and calmer.

By the time John pushed the door open to find Max, Max's agitation had completely subsided, and his stomach felt slightly better after taking the medicine.