Five years ago, he asked me to sign a divorce agreement and leave the house. Five years later, I returned from Paris with my genius son. I won the international design award, but the little dumpling around me grew more and more like that powerful man. We met again at the cocktail party. He blocked me at the bathroom door and asked me whose eyes were red as he asked who the child was. The son stuck his head out from behind, raised his little face and asked him: "Uncle, why do you look exactly like me?" At that moment, the whole Qingcheng was watching his joke, but I just wanted to take my son and turn around and leave. But he stopped me with red eyes and said in a hoarse voice: Su Nian, this time, I will chase you.
