Yi Luowa entered the room, pouting, and said, "It's so late, how come Dad and Mom aren't asleep yet? They heard everything we said."
"After doing something that pits their son, it's only right they can't sleep," Tong Airui replied, pulling off his clothes one piece at a time.
Yi Luowa glanced at him and smiled, "Dad already gave you an extra year, just be content with it."
"Old Eight still needs at least ten years to mature; he gave me one year, the difference is too big."
"Think about Marcus, then you won't feel so hard done by."
Tong Airui slightly pouted his lips.
Yi Luowa laughed, "Don't be unconvinced, Marcus has been doing part-time for over twenty years, you've only done it for nine."
"You sure have a big heart!"
Yi Luowa smiled lightly, "When Haotian had trouble, Dad and Mom gave it their all; now that they're older, it's time for us to give back."
"Sleep!" Tong Airui slightly furrowed his brows.
Yi Luowa pouted, "Is it fun to throw a tantrum at me?"
