"Since I was twelve years old, I've been the one calling the shots in our family."
"..."
When a boy around sixteen or seventeen suddenly spoke such words, Little Mengxin was quite shaken.
Instinctively, she looked towards Lu Ping.
Lu Ping's lips were pressed so tight they lost color, and what Wu Yu said... was largely correct.
Since Wu Yu was twelve, the decisions at home were basically centered around Wu Yu's wishes.
Including what kind of school to attend, what kind of tutoring class to enroll in, what to volunteer for in the entrance exams...
Of course, over the years, there had been nothing as important as the matter Su Xiaomeng raised today that needed deciding and choosing.
Therefore...
"Ah Yu, this matter, mom can't let you decide."
Lu Ping said.
Wu Yu did not immediately refute Lu Ping, he just glanced at his mother and then said to Su Xiaomeng,
