Generosity Beyond Measure

Yu Ze suppressed a smile, nearly bursting into laughter. He couldn't bear to look at Huo Mingxuan's expression, knowing it must be quite grim.

Ah, if only he had known this would happen, why did he act as he did in the first place?

Despite being his own son, now he had to resort to desperate measures to gain sympathy. Yet the child remained indifferent, only concerned about his next meal.

Huo Mingxuan's complexion turned exceedingly pale, while Zhouzhou's face lit up with a hint of joy. Glancing at his expression, she sighed.

"Oh, Little Skinny Pole, don't dwell on it. We won't be able to enjoy this feast this year."

Upon hearing this, Huo Ji'an also expressed disappointment, casting a disdainful glance at Huo Mingxuan. "Truly useless," he muttered.

Huo Mingxuan's temples throbbed, almost tempted to scold the boy. Taking a deep breath, he leaned back in his wheelchair, pressing his forehead weakly. "It hurts, let's go home."