Shen Chi shot him a look and lifted him onto his lap. "Hungry now? You were just being stubborn with your mom."
Xiaobao fell silent, clutched Shen Chi's clothes, and pouted.
"Alright, Daddy will take you to eat," Shen Chi said, the corner of his mouth curving.
Holding Xiaobao with one hand, he unfastened the seatbelt with the other.
But as he was unfastening the seatbelt, he inadvertently saw a strip of pills on the ground.
Shen Chi furrowed his brow, certain they weren't his. They must have fallen out of Xu Chaomu's pocket during their struggle. Was she sick?
With a surge of anxiety, he picked up the strip of pills.
The box was thrown away, but it still bore writing!
Shen Chi's pupils abruptly contracted, and slowly, flames seemed to burst from his eyes, leaving a bitter taste in his heart.
The hand holding the strip of pills clenched, clenched...
Xiaobao sensed the chill emanating from Shen Chi, blinking, a bit startled.
