Fu Shihan frowned and patted his little backside, waking him up, and said with a frown, "Go back to your room, take a shower, and go to sleep."
"I want to wait for mom to be with me."
"No, she has to be with me tonight."
Yangyang climbed up, sat on him, and they stared at each other with big eyes.
The two stared at each other for a moment, then suddenly heard the sound of a door opening upstairs.
Soon, Su Wanxin's figure appeared at the top of the stairs. She looked at the people downstairs and spoke softly, "I'm going back to rest."
A heavy nasal tone, typical after crying.
Fu Shihan's gaze darkened, and he picked Yangyang up by the collar and placed him on the ground, then quickly went upstairs.
"What did she say? Crying like this?!"
Fu Shihan tilted her chin, looking at her red and swollen eyes, his brow tightly furrowed.
"Did my mom scold you? Why? I'll go talk to her."
"She didn't scold me." Su Wanxin rubbed her eyes. "Let's go back to the room."
