Nowadays, all he can do is to compensate Feifei.

Looking solemnly at Tian Feifei in his sleep, Ouyang's heart at this moment is like a big stone, unable to breathe at all.

"Mr. Liu, go and have a rest. My mother will have enough of me to look at her!"

A small figure came in. His face was calm and his tone of voice was cold to the extreme.

Ouyang's body stiffened slightly in the morning, because his son's unfamiliar title was "Mr. Liu". The child who used to stick behind himself and call himself "Daddy" has grown so old. Now he calls himself "Mr. Liu" in such a strange...