Jiayi had just placed Zaizai in the child seat and secured a little bib around him when Zaizai, with his sharp ears, called out:
"Daddy's back!"
Indeed, the sound of a car engine came from the courtyard.
Her gaze shifted slightly. What did it matter if he was back?
Ever since he returned to the villa, he either had already eaten outside or he would go upstairs to the study to work first, coming down for his meal only after she and Zaizai had finished theirs.
In short, he just couldn't be bothered to face her.
Jiayi's pupils darkened, and she bit her lip, a competitive spirit rising within her.
She refused to believe he had become a stone that truly couldn't be melted!
"Zaizai, ask your daddy to come and eat. Do you know how to do that?" she said, parting her red lips and fluttering her thick eyelashes.
"I know." Zaizai confidently patted his chest and then, like a gust of wind, scrambled off the child seat and ran toward the entrance.