Mingyao's eyes widened, and for a moment she even thought she had misheard.

How could he possibly be Boss Wang's son?

Little Radish tilted his head back, his features scrunched up, "Bad Daddy!"

"Were you just trying to kick my sister out?!"

He raised his leg and kicked Mr. Wang in the knee without any politeness.

The real pain made Mr. Wang even more certain that he was not dreaming.

Overjoyed, he wept and hugged his little son tightly, exclaiming, "My dear son, you're finally back!"

"Your mother and I were so worried about you. We're so sorry, we didn't protect you well."

When Boss Wang held Little Radish and burst into tears, Mingyao felt a sense of unreality.

With tears streaming down his face, Boss Wang cupped Little Radish's face in his hands, rubbed it, looked him over from left to right, up to down, and only after confirming that he had no wounds did he exhale a long breath.

"Let me go!"

Little Radish pushed him away with disgust, his little face stern, "You're a bad dad!"

Mr. Wang's face immediately scrunched up like a bitter gourd. "How did Dad become a bad guy?"

"You're a bad person because you want to drive your sister away."

Little Radish stood with his hands on his hips and said with great confidence, "I will never talk to you again."

Mr. Wang was stunned for a moment before he remembered Mingyao and Pei Siyu.

"Miss Su, did you save my son?"

Mr. Wang's lips moved, and he spoke in a trembling voice.

Before Mingyao could react, he knelt down with a thud, "Miss Su, you are our family's savior!"

Mr. Wang suddenly knelt down, startling Mingyao so much that she trembled all over.

"Boss Wang, what are you doing?"