Da Bao rolled over quickly, resting his head on Le Tong's lap and looking up at her.
"Mommy, do you get jealous?"
Le Tong patted his face, "Don't listen to your old dad's instigations. Am I as petty as him? Getting jealous of my own kid!"
Ji Rui looked very innocent, "When did I ever get jealous of the kids?", he said, stuffing a bunch of grapes into Le Tong's hand.
Da Bao glanced at the grapes in Mommy's hand and, before Le Tong could speak, chimed in, "Daddy, you still get jealous of us a lot! Like now, you're jealous too!"
"I'm not!"
Ji Rui kept a straight face, though now even when he tried to act stern, it couldn't scare the kids, especially Da Bao, who wasn't intimidated at all.
Because all the kids knew that Mommy was the boss at home, and there's nothing to fear from making Daddy angry, as long as Mommy has their back.
