Liang Zixuan was already used to this situation. She smiled and said, "You don't deserve to be a father at all. The same thing happened every day when mom and I had lunch, but we didn't hate the child. You only faced it during dinner and you already dislike the child."
Han Yuanjun took a deep breath. "It's not that I dislike him, I just think that this child's character is too... bad! He cries non-stop, day and night. He cries at everything he does. I don't know who he follows."
While saying this, Han Yuanjun suddenly looked at Liang Zixuan. "You've never cried like this. I've been with you for a long time, and I rarely see you cry."
It could be said that making Liang Zixuan cry was more difficult than making her laugh.
No matter what happened, she would not cry in front of others. Her strong and tenacious character made him, a man, admire her.
Liang Zixuan nodded. "I don't like to cry. Even when I was young, I didn't cry much."
