Lian Xinying carried her son upstairs, pretending to fetch his homework books.
Her acting today was definitely over the top.
And Xiaocheng… his acting was particularly exaggerated!
"Mommy! I really, really want to do my homework ahhh!" Xiaocheng sang out all the way up, expressing his deep longing for homework.
So fake!
Yan Ye lay on the bed, listening to his son's cries, and could only chuckle coldly to himself.
Xiaocheng's heart was filled only with various toys, and then going out to play, play, play, and to buy, buy, buy. He didn't give a damn about homework!
It was never without being told to write that he would go do it.
He took the initiative to do his homework on his own, no more than three times.
"Alright, alright, stop yelling. If you yell too loud, daddy will figure out that it's fake," Lian Xinying whispered to Xiaocheng in a very soft voice.
Inspired by her words, Xiaocheng nodded repeatedly, "Mommy, I won't talk anymore."
