"Wang Rui, come see your dad," Liu Juyi waved at her son, Wang Rui, who was coming down the stairs.
Wang Rui came downstairs, walked over to Wang Xiaoqiang, and stared at him with a somewhat dazed expression. Suddenly, a look of surprise and doubt flashed in his eyes, followed by fear. His body curled into a ball, and he backed away, then turned around and went back upstairs.
"Wang Rui, he's your dad, what are you scared of?" Liu Juyi shouted up the stairs at her son.
Wang Rui's reaction caught Wang Xiaoqiang by surprise, but Liu Juyi seemed somewhat prepared for it and sighed to Wang Xiaoqiang, "Sigh, I don't know why, but this child has been acting stranger by the day..."
"You named him Wang Rui?" asked Wang Xiaoqiang.
"Yes, is the name okay?" Liu Juyi inquired.
"The name is fine, and the child resembles me greatly, but why is he so weak?" Wang Xiaoqiang thought Wang Rui was the weakest among all his sons.
