Zaizai didn't hesitate any longer and immediately said, "Mommy, then you and Daddy stay busy," and with that, he closed the door and thudded away.
This little guy—could he really be so indifferent to kinship in favor of toys?
Jiayi's face changed, but she gritted her teeth and continued to fumble until, finally, with a slight click, the buckle snapped into place, securing the crocodile leather diamond belt.
She exhaled, her hands relaxed, and without daring to glance at the man's face any longer, she said, "I'm going to check if Zaizai has any homework today," then hurriedly turned and fled toward the door.
Just as she was about to leave, she remembered something and bit her lower lip, "Right, … Xiaoqin and those bodyguards, I can still keep them around, right?"
She surely wasn't just serving some big shot for nothing!
"Depends on the mood," he lazily stroked his new tie, stretched out his long legs, his tone still carrying a hint of regret from being interrupted by his son.