He looked at the broken glass shards on the ground, "Who asked you to touch it?" He looked directly at the kid hiding behind her with cold eyes, "Tiaotiao, it was accidental." She lowered her head and explained.
"Accidentally, then he is the product of you and that man's carelessness. Like mother, like son." The smile on his face was a bit contemptuous and a bit cold.
The woman looked angry. He could look down on her, but Tiao Tiao couldn't be looked down upon. No one could. She raised her hand and slapped him hard.
She actually dared to hit him. He grabbed the woman's chin hard and forced her to raise her head, "Don't be so shameless, bitch." Then he pushed her away. He walked upstairs in disgust.
"Mom, I can't dance well." She stroked the woman's face with her little hand. Sob softly. She hugged her son who was her life. "I won't touch anything here again from now on."
"Mom, we all know. Of us, Tiaotiao is the best." The man standing upstairs looked at this scene with a hint of pain in his heart.