But if she didn't leave, would she have to stay and see this scum show? When she thought about it, she felt sick.
So, the only thing she could do was choose to leave.
Five years later!
On an international flight departing from the International Airport.
A red ball fell from the hands of a beautiful little boy and rolled on the high—class carpet.
When the little boy saw what happened, his big black eyes blinked. He looked over his little head and looked at the sweet young woman sleeping next to him. He secretly unfastened his seat belt. His short legs flickered and he jumped down.
Then he chased the ball that had rolled away.
It was not long before the little boy ran away. Suddenly, an old lady forcefully pushed a tall man sitting beside her and reminded him loudly: "Sir, your son is gone, quickly bring him back, It's dangerous to run around on a plane."
The man who was pushed by the old lady was tall, handsome, and extremely noble.
Stinson Wayne turned his face and glanced at the old lady indifferently, his deep cold voice rang out: "He's not my son, you called the wrong person!"
"Ah, aren't you?" The old lady said in astonishment. "But you guys are obviously like."
Stinson Wayne's sexy lips twitched. He didn't even have a woman. Where did he come from?
"Oh!" A young voice came from a distance, seemingly to pick up his little ball.
Then, a free flight attendant came over to help him and carried the little boy who was holding the ball around. She was concerned about the child's condition.
When the little boy shook his head and spoke English in a tender tone, he said he was fine.
The beautiful stewardess took the little boy's hand and walked to Stinson Wayne's side. She smiled and reminded, "Sir, please take good care of your son. You can't let the children run around on the plane."
Stinson Wayne looked up. He wanted to explain this misunderstanding to the flight attendants, but he did not expect to see the first exquisite and cute little face. It was as if it was like a star filled with a shiny, small and pretty nose. The perfect shape, a pair of crimson little mouths squinted and looked like four or five years old. "Sir, please take good care of your son!" The flight attendant was also impressed by the beautiful face of Stinson.. Her face blushed and reminded softly.
"He's not my daddy, I don't have a daddy!" The little guy took the lead to resolve this awkwardness.
The moment Stinson Wayne heard him say that he did not have a father, he felt a heartache for him.
What a pity that such a cute child had no father.
The flight attendant and the kind old lady beside her were surprised.
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