C199 Pain

Ye Fei was stunned. He slowly walked to the boy's side and gently caressed the boy's head with his hand.

It was not because Ye Fei did not believe in the man whom Jin Yaohua called Little Bullet, but it was because Ye Fei wanted to know what this child was thinking?

It was hard for him to imagine that this Little Bullet's son was at most five or six years old. Under normal circumstances