Yu Ziqian glanced at the little kid. "Didn't you say my mom is a stepmom and that stepmoms aren't nice to me? Since your mom is biological, why didn't she make it for you?"
The little kid was left red-faced. "That's because my mom is busy with work."
"My stepmom is busy with work too, and she even has a baby, but she still cooks for me herself. Do you think my stepmom treats me well?" Yu Ziqian asked proudly, tilting his cheek.
The little kid pouted. "If your stepmom treats you well, then so be it."
Yu Ziqian deliberately took another bite of his beef rice and continued, "My mom is really beautiful, she's a big star, and now she has her own job. Oh, and she hasn't even graduated from college yet!"
The little kid was particularly jealous hearing this. "Well, my mom also has a lot of work to do. She has to manage a big company and has many, many employees."
"So what? Your mom just manages a big company. Does she have more work than my mom? And my mom does every job very well."
