"Shiche," Sheng Feng looked utterly disheveled and deathly still, and chuckled upon hearing him, "you still call me uncle."
"You are Tangtang's biological father, so you are also my father-in-law," Mo Shiche spoke indifferently, "A single 'uncle' is not a big deal."
"You and Tangtang, haven't you split up?"
"We have split up, she doesn't want me anymore," Mo Shiche stated calmly, "but in my heart, she will always be my wife."
Sheng Feng did not say anything, his gaze falling on Shiche's arm full of bite marks, his eyes suddenly darkening, "Have you really started feeding your blood to that snake?"
"It was you who said it was the only way to cure the poison, and since there was a way, I was supposed to do it," Mo Shiche said without much expression, his tone indifferent yet strangely indulgent, "Even though Tangtang no longer loves me, she probably wouldn't like it if I were with another woman. She's possessive; she would be unhappy."
