Before Bai Qingzhu finished talking, Xiao Fanyu burst into loud tears. "Waaah, my mom hit me…"
Bai Qingzhu: "…"
Madam Xiao got anxious. "Qingzhu, the child is still young, lots of things we can teach slowly. Don't hit him, okay? Look at Fanyu's skinny arms and legs, what if you hurt him? You'll be the one taking him to the doctor, won't you?"
Bai Qingzhu: "…"
Xiao Fanyu was like he'd been possessed by an Oscar-level drama king, crying non-stop.
Bai Qingzhu was so mad her teeth itched. Then she asked, "Grandma, Dad, Mom, let me just ask you one thing—was Xiao Lijin also a little Great Devil King when he was a kid?"
"Sigh, the two of them are exactly the same."
"Okay, got it."
Not giving them any chance to say more, Bai Qingzhu hung up the phone right away.
All these years, no wonder she'd never heard anything about Xiao Lijin's childhood. Clearly it was all classified. Great. Now that Xiao Fanyu's here, she finally knows who he takes after.
"Xiao Fanyu!"
