The boy rolled his eyes, took a sip of his cola, and suddenly drew close to the man. He then asked mysteriously, "Do you know why I don't tell my mommy about my involvement with Hurricane Group?"
"Why?"
The man looked at him quizzically.
Twitching his nose, the boy answered pathetically, "If mommy finds out that I'm muddling in firearms and smuggling, I'll definitely get a thrashing from her!"
Saying that, he heaved a sigh and shook his head. "That's I've been doing my best to hide the truth from her even now. Mommy doesn't know my dark side; to her, I'm just a simple, adorable son. In this case, I'll continue to act this role well. If she finds out about what I do behind her back, I will really get it from her!"
The man was full of admiration. "How did you manage to hide the truth for so long?!"
"That's because I have better acting skills." The boy was rather pleased with himself.
