"Take me there." Sheng Hong gritted his teeth, his eyes red as he spoke word by word.
The nanny cautiously glanced at Sheng Hong and Madam Sheng, hunched over, leading the way.
At this moment, both Madam Sheng and Sheng Hong couldn't bother with their quarrel, supporting each other, using each other's bodies as support to keep themselves from collapsing entirely.
Madam Sheng's sharp manicured nails dug fiercely into Sheng Hong's arm through his clothes, "My son will be fine, right?" Her voice was tinged with tears, giving the sense that she could break down crying at any moment.
"He'll definitely be fine. Sheng Yi, that mischievous kid, this must be another one of his pranks. Watch how I expose him and give him a beating later. You can't stop me this time," Sheng Hong said sternly, though his eyes were bloodshot, and after speaking, his mouth formed a straight line.
All the way, neither said a word, as if they lost the ability to speak after what Sheng Hong had said.
