Pei Yang ground his teeth against his lower lip. The moment he set Xinji down, he raised his hand and slapped Xia Jingmo across the face.
"Xia Jingmo." Pei Yang's voice was ice-cold. His patience with these two had reached its limit. "There's a limit to how low you can sink. It's not your place to discipline my son."
"You dared to hit me!" Xia Jingmo covered his face in disbelief and staggered backward. His eyes widened as he dug his nails deep into Song Yixiao's arm. "Are you fucking blind? Didn't you see him hit me?"
Pei Yang had no interest in this farce. Having taught him a lesson, he quickly crouched to check on Feng Chuxun. "Xile, are you okay?"
Feng Chuxun shook his head miserably, tears still clinging to his lashes.
"I'm sorry..." Heart aching, Pei Yang pulled Feng Chuxun into his arms.
"I'm okay, Pei Yang. Really." Feng Chuxun considerately patted Pei Yang's back to comfort him.
Song Yixiao stood rooted to the spot, letting Xia Jingmo hit him without moving. Dazed, he asked, "Yangyang, when did you get a son this big?"
Pei Yang truly didn't want to say another word to either of them. He knew Song Yixiao had managed to corner him here today because of Xinji. As long as he still cared about Xinji, Song Yixiao would keep using the dog to hold him back.
He picked Feng Chuxun up and walked past them.
"Fuck, you think you can just leave after hitting me?" Seeing that Song Yixiao had no intention of taking his side, Xia Jingmo suddenly lunged, raising his hand with all his strength. Before he could get anywhere close, a hand like an iron clamp caught him.
The bodyguard was trained, and his grip was far stronger than an