"Song Chengguang, you had better go wash up and have breakfast now, otherwise…hmm." Xu Xiuxiu said, threatening with a glaring eye, and intentionally leaving her sentence unfinished, giving Song Chengguang a meaningful and threatening stare.
Upon seeing Xu Xiuxiu's expression, the little guy felt somewhat less confident, but after a moment, he clenched his cheeks and looked at her, obviously unsure, then he looked at Xu Xiuxiu with a mix of grievance and hesitation, the little guy refusing to simply obey.
"Hey, Song Chengguang, you're being disobedient, huh?" Xu Xiuxiu continued to glare at him.
She was really about to explode from her son's suspicious gaze. Xu Xiuxiu felt her hair standing on end, but looking at the stubborn yet rather insistent Song Chengguang, Xu Xiuxiu finally compromised. She thought, competing with her daughter-obsessed and protective son, she, as a mother, clearly was not persuasive enough.
