Don't Let Daddy Touch It

In the car, the atmosphere was somewhat cold. Other than the little boy's breathing, there was only the sound of the wind.

Mo Boyuan had been holding his wife's hand tightly. As expected, his wife began to cry silently in the next moment.

The thing that Mo Boyuan couldn't stand the most since he was young was his wife's tears:

"Don't cry. Your son will be fine."

A man would never let his beloved woman cry in front of him!

His fingers gently wiped the tears from the corner of Jiang Tingxu's eyes. His eyes were filled with heartache as he pulled her into his embrace:

"It's okay. Trust me."

Had he not comforted her, she would have been able to control her sobbing. Once he did, however, Jiang Tingxu's tears came pouring down her cheeks.

Mo Boyuan's heart ached terribly. Firmly, as if to give her assurance, he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer.