Speaking of mommy, Ling Chuan's eyes flickered slightly.
"When I was so little, mommy didn't like me. When I grow up, if I can't do anything, mommy will dislike me even more. Uncle Dongye, I need to go back and do my homework. Ye Luo prepared a lot of homework for me."
"Chuanchuan! How could you think that way! You are your mommy's only son! How could she not like you!" Dongye held his small shoulders, "Did Ye Luo force you to do homework?"
"I forced Ye Luo to prepare homework for me." Ling Chuan said, "Uncle Dongye, I want to become someone like daddy, then mommy will like me!"
Dongye suddenly felt a stab in his heart, "Chuanchuan... you don't have to do this... your mommy likes you the most!"
Precisely when did it start, this two-and-a-half-year-old child, the maturity on his face made his heart ache.
When did he begin to converse so fluently with adults?
And responding to him wasn't difficult at all!
He's still so little!
