Whew... Is this excuse airtight enough?
An Ning thought her idea wasn't bad, but she didn't dare to be careless. Having a high-intelligence child as a parent is quite exhausting, especially for parents who want to deceive their child. It's even more tiring; you must think quickly, or the child will surely find a flaw.
Sure enough, Yu Ziqian analyzed his mom's words carefully, looking at the meatball and said, "It seems to have experienced a disturbance; otherwise, it wouldn't have woken up so easily. Of course, there's another possibility. Could it be that a stranger came into our house and startled the meatball?"
An Ning's heart skipped a beat, her legs went weak, and her hands visibly trembled; she almost dropped her chopsticks.
Fortunately, she managed to steady herself in time and didn't reveal her emotions.
Grandma Yu finished her porridge and said, "Impossible, right? Our house is guarded at a high level, surrounded by infrared surveillance. How could a stranger get in?"
