Lin Qiao prepared Teng's food, then talked while feeding him, "Son, I want to talk to you about something."
"What?" Teng raised his eyes to look at his mother.
Lin Qiao put a spoonful of milk porridge near his mouth and said, "After this meal, I want you to go into my space to spend some time with your Uncle Lu."
"Why do you want me to spend time with him?" Teng didn't understand.
"Because he's in a bad mood now," said Lin Qiao, "I think he likes you. He might feel better if you are there to keep him company."
"Why is he in a bad mood?" Teng was even more confused, "Did he break up with his girlfriend?"
Lin Qiao gave the boy a glare and said, "He doesn't even have a girlfriend. Whom could he possibly break up with now?"
"What happened then?" Teng glanced at his mother, then opened his mouth to eat the porridge.
