The evening at Disheng Huo Mansion.
Even after dinner had ended, Huo Zhenyang had not come back, just like the previous few days.
Jiayi, as usual, took Zaizai upstairs to their room to accompany him with his homework.
Zaizai could tell his Mommy was distracted, nibbling on his pen: "Daddy hasn't started coming back again, have you had another fight?"
Jiayi came back to her senses, rubbed Little Baozi's head, and said nothing.
Little Baozi's eyes were sharp, and it was impossible to hide anything from him.
"Is it because of Uncle Nie?"
Jiayi was taken aback, and before she could speak, Zaizai sighed, looking like a little adult:
"Ah, Uncle Nie has been so fond of you since you were little. Although he made a mistake later, it wasn't intentional, and now he's given up so much for Mommy. If I were a girl, I would be soft-hearted too."
Jiayi was startled, "Wait a minute—how do you know all this?"
She had never mentioned any of this to this little one!
