Ch64: Little Lion is our blood

The old man's face turned uglier. “What are you trying to say, Xin? Is it because of her again?“ He asked. He hated it so much when his grandson struggled to fight for that useless woman.

Xin knew that things would get out of hand if he continued speaking like that. Even though he was still so mad, he sighed.

“I mean that if I had known that she was pregnant with my child, I would ask her to give birth and leave the child behind,” he explained. And the old man's face was slightly relaxed.

Under the table, Xin clenched his fists. He hated it when he was being controlled like a small child who didn't know what was right and wrong.

“You know what to do, Xin. Little Lion is our blood. Moreso, I love the kid,” he said. Little Lion was the only fourth-generation child that they had for the time being.

Xin slowly nodded his head. “I am handling it,” he said. Of course, he knew that it was all about filing for the custody of the child.

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Abby kept looking at her phone, which was on the bed be