"How did you know? Aren't you afraid that I might have ill intentions and hurt your mother?"
"No, big sister wouldn't do that. Your eyes are very pretty; you don't look like a bad person."
Although little Long Haochen was only four and a half years old, growing up in a single-parent household had made him overly precocious. He was nothing like other children his age. At such a young age, he could already distinguish between good and bad. He had seen many people who harbored malice toward his mother and him, but none of them gave him the same feeling as the person in front of him. Even as a child, he could tell.
Chapter 44