Mini top party?
Crap!
Pei Zhen was rather gloomy.
One would've thought that it was a happy occasion being recognized publicly as the top party. However, the use of the prefix 'mini' was quite damaging!
"I'm a hundred and eighty… no, almost a hundred and eighty-three centimeters!" Swiping through Weibo, Pei Zhen couldn't help feeling resentful. "Mini? Who's mini now!"
"Okay, stop fighting it." Xiao Nian threw a blanket over Pei Zhen. "Go to sleep, Daddy. You haven't been napping much lately."
"I'm not going to nap." Daddy Pei threw the blanket aside and said with much righteous and principled anger, "Stop getting in the way of my anger."
Xiao Nian immediately kept quiet.
The power of love was great. It would cause people to fall into indulgence, and even change a person's daily habits!
It wasn't until Pei Zhen had gone through pages of comments that the mini-van finally arrived at the television broadcast station.
