Chapter 90: Gossip About Your Own Melon!

Snow Fitch left with Noah.

The little guy had been gloomy since leaving the hospital ward.

"What's wrong, you miss your sister?" Snow Fitch asked, putting an arm around his shoulder.

Noah shook his head to indicate he was fine, then asked, "Aunt Fitch, is he always that fierce?"

"..." So that's what the little guy was upset about?

Snow thought for a moment before answering, "In the eyes of parents, their own children are always the cutest and most adorable. It's quite normal not to like other people's kids."

Snow wanted to add that if he knew you were his biological son, he'd surely love you as much as he loves your sister.

But she dared not say it.

Noah, not comforted by her words, said stubbornly, "He's too irritable, I don't like him either."

"Uh... if you don't like him, let's just leave it at that. We're not planning on recognizing each other anyway." Snow patted his shoulder, changing the subject, "Let's go, let's head back."