"Then let's play secretly when Dad's not around."
Shanshan blinked, then suddenly lowered her voice and leaned close to his ear.
The moment Ling Zhiwei heard this, his head started shaking like a bobblehead on a spring.
"Are you kidding me?! Don't you know how terrifying Uncle is? He remembers exactly how many pieces of candy you ate last night! He can even tell you the color of the wrappers! I'm not risking it. I've got a long life ahead of me."
While Ling Anxun had his back turned, heading back inside to pour some water,
Ling Zhiwei quickly propped himself up, lowered his voice, and grabbed Shanshan's sleeve to start airing his grievances.
