Lu Fan took advantage of the night, rushed back home, had the maid prepare ketchup, then immediately lay on the bed pretending to play dead.
The maid, experienced in handling such antics, commanded her colleague to smear Lu Fan's face with ketchup while dialing the boss's number to report.
"What is this nonsense in the middle of the night? Just coax Fanfan to sleep." Lu Fan's father knew her personality well and wouldn't fall for her tricks.
"Dad, if you don't come back, I'll never acknowledge you again!" Lu Fan jumped off the bed, snatched the phone, pouted, and shouted loudly, even pretending to cry, "I'm done! I'm leaving home!"
"Fanfan is such a handful. I'll just have another child and this time, a son!" A woman in nightwear hugged Lu Fan's father from behind, aware that he had always wanted a son. She knew having a child would secure her status.
Smack! Lu Fan's father broke free, and with a wave of his hand slapped the mistress's cheek.
