Qian Jiyun: "..."
Could this be a fake son? He even told him to go away!
But as a son clinging to his mother, can he really snatch the child away? He just has to comply with them.
"Then I'll go cook. Just throw him on the bed, let him play by himself, and you get some rest."
"Heh."
An Jiuyue lightly chuckled.
This father and son duo, always hurting each other, always dissatisfied with one another, right?
"Alright, got it."
Responding, she placed the little one on the bed, letting him play by himself. The sensible child didn't cry after being placed there, he just lay there kicking his little feet and looking at his own father.
"Go away, go away, you go away."
Qian Jiyun: "!!!"
He could assert that his son must have learned this from Wei Na, no one else!
But he couldn't do anything about it, couldn't even get in, so he turned around and went into his own space to cook.
