"Qianqian, I'm really happy that you thought of asking me to play your dad and accompany you to the school event, but your request is a bit sudden, and I haven't prepared at all. Um...it's a bit tricky to go by tomorrow," Mo Ang said, looking troubled.
Yu Ziqian was at a loss, not expecting his request to be rebuffed. "You can't come?"
"Hard to say!" Mo Ang gave an ambiguous reply.
Disappointment clouded Yu Ziqian's small face, making his mother, watching nearby, feel a pang of heartache. "Qianqian, what did Uncle Mo Ang say?"
"He said he's busy and might not be able to come." Yu Ziqian felt both disappointed and angry, and he handed the phone to his mother. "I knew this guy couldn't be trusted; I knew he wouldn't be as good as my real dad!"
After speaking, Yu Ziqian went back to his room, particularly upset.
More importantly ~ it was so embarrassing.
