The infant, catching the scent of milk, immediately forgot about crying and began to suckle the moment it latched on.
Watching this, Xu Aijun sneered, "As expected of a little bastard born to a wild man. Just as cheap as her mother—too bad even a fall couldn't kill her!"
He walked over to the bench, sat down, and poured himself a cup of hot water. While sipping from the cup, he continued his cold, mocking remarks toward Wang Chaoying.
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