The whole family only truly realized today just how stubborn a kid Xiao Xiaoang was.
Su Xiaomeng hurriedly reached out and grabbed Xiao Xiaoang. "Xiao Ang!"
"Where's my schoolbag? Give me back my schoolbag."
"Xiao Ang, stop it, look at the time, it's already getting dark. The weather forecast said it's going to snow heavily tonight, the roads outside are so slippery—how are you going to get home?"
"Su Xiaomeng…"
Xiao Xiaoang looked at Su Xiaomeng with pleading eyes, his big eyes shimmering with tears as he emphasized again, "I haven't talked to Xiao Yan on the phone for a long time… No matter where Xiao Yan went before, he would always call me or video me at night…"
"…Xiao Ang, this time you came to stay with me, so Xiao Yan is especially at ease. He probably just wants you to relax and have fun here for a couple of days, so he didn't want to disturb you, that's all."
"You're lying, Su Xiaomeng, you're lying!"
"…I'm not lying to you."
