Baby, wait until you grow up

An Hao didn't want to go home. Back then, the old man exiled him abroad without saying a word. Even if his mother's background was not good, even if he felt it was a waste of energy to even hate the An family, he was still the third young master of the An family. Come and go.Furthermore, if it is not necessary, An Hao will never want to meet the man he calls Dad for the rest of his life.

It's just that the old man's tone on the phone was extremely tough.

"You really don't want to go home."

"Go home? Master An, you are shameless and I am shameless. Back then, it was you who said in front of all the clan members that I was not your son, so why did you come to my house?"

"An Hao, you know that I never leave useless chess pieces in my hands. If you are disobedient, don't blame me for being ruthless."

"Oh, really?" An Hao's eyes were cold.

"I used to be able to drive you away without hesitation, but now I can let you come back obediently."

"Old man, in today's world, even the dogs you raise are not so obedient."

"I heard that you have a child."

"..."

"It's not the flesh and blood of An's family, what do you do with it?"

The winter in Parkland is full of heavy snow, and the branches are covered with shiny icicles, which are hard and look solid and beautiful, but in fact they will shatter when dropped.In the cold wind, the cold air penetrated directly into the clothes, An Hao shook the car window.

In fact, his body didn't feel much coldness, what sank into the thousand feet of ice was his youthful heart.

Murderous intent flashed across An Hao's eyes, his voice was low and cold, "What do you want me to do for you?"

"You come back first, I have my own orders."

Back in the city he hadn't seen for many years, An Hao felt that he was about to be out of breath, every centimeter of air was squeezing his heart and lung nerves.He subconsciously raised his hand to loosen his tie, and suddenly, his sleeve was pulled gently by a small force.Looking down, his darling's sparkling black pupils fixed him on him.

"What's wrong with the baby?"

"Dad, I like this place very much." The child's face was full of joy.

"Huh?" An Hao squatted down, straightened his son's clothes and asked casually, "Why?"

"Because they have black hair and black eyes like mine, I like them very much." An Boning climbed his father's shoulders and leaned into his father's arms.

An Hao smiled.

The temperature in his arms was very warm and soft, bit by bit shattering his frozen blood.

Just for the sake of the child, he wants to live a good life in this city and give him the best future and the most brilliant life that everyone envies.But on the other hand, An Hao didn't want his well-raised child to touch that bloody place at all.