An Lan helplessly reached out to wipe the tears from Wangzi's eyes, "Wangzi, you're already a big kid, why are you troubling Aunt Li like this? Grandma Li is the best to you, but you bully Grandma Li like this. When you grow up, mommy will have to teach you a lesson."
Wangzi, still unable to understand what his mom meant, blinked innocently, then clapped his hands on his mom's shoulders, giggling continuously.
An Lan helplessly pinched his little nose.
After Aunt Li was relieved, she took a short break before hurrying to start cooking. By the time An Xuan and Zhang Ya, who were working overtime, came back, it was the perfect time for dinner.
The two were shocked to see the mess in the living room.
Huo Zhanting sat with dignity on the single sofa, somewhat at odds with his surroundings.
Toys scattered everywhere made it impossible for An Xuan and Zhang Ya to find a place to step.
An Xuan blurted out in surprise, "Whoa, did someone ransack the house?"
