The tone was harsh, far from good.
At this moment, in Jiang Xiaowai's heart, it wasn't Jiang Jinsang who left, but the bad person holding him who wouldn't let him see his dad, and the tone was so terrible, which made him feel even more wronged.
He cried so miserably.
"Third Young Master, please be gentle." The nanny beside him was anxious.
Gentle?
Jiang Shiyi didn't know how, in the end, it was the nanny who comforted the child, put him on the bed, fed him, and only then did the little guy stop crying.
Having eaten and drunk his fill, the little guy lay on the bed and actually started playing with his feet, which made Jiang Shiyi's head hurt even more.
Just ate, and now playing with feet?
Someone like him, who is a neat freak, absolutely couldn't stand it.
Especially when he saw the little guy playing with his feet and then starting to play with his hands, seemingly wanting to put his fingers in his mouth, he immediately went forward to stop him.
