He Shaochen heard He Tingxiao say he didn't want him anymore, and he was stunned, staring at him and murmuring carefully, "Daddy..."
Did he hear it wrong?
How could Daddy possibly not want him?
He Tingxiao avoided He Shaochen's gaze, got up with a cold face, expressionless.
His eyes landed on Mu Chenxi, who had just stepped through the door, and he said to her, "Take your son away from my house. From now on, don't show up in front of me again. His belongings will be sent to your house by the butler later."
Having said that, he stepped past He Shaochen and turned to walk upstairs.
Only then did He Shaochen realize that Daddy was not joking with him, Daddy really didn't want him anymore.
The little guy's eyes reddened in an instant, and he dashed towards He Tingxiao, grabbing his legs.
Looking up at the man's stern profile with his little head raised, his childlike voice quivered with a cry, "Daddy, Shaochen will be good, please don't abandon me..."