The little tricky one made a mess as soon as he started eating.
He lifted his head, his big eyes looking at Xia Yunsheng, pleading pitifully for her help.
Xia Yunsheng had no choice but to pick up a spoon and feed him.
Cheng Yanzhi said, "Sheng."
"What?"
"Don't you think the second one is quite cunning?"
"Really?" He's actually using the word 'cunning' to describe his own son—might that be a bit much?
Cheng Yanzhi said, "He can normally eat by himself, but the moment you come back, he conveniently forgets how."
Compared to being naughty, the little tricky one was better at playing coy.
The little naughty one learned quickly, so he was able to do a lot of things on his own, much smarter than kids his age.
However, the little tricky one was the type who wasn't particularly good at anything.
Compared to the little naughty one, he seemed a bit clumsy.
But in Cheng Yanzhi's eyes, this was merely his trick to gain attention.
