Snickering behind his little hands, Youyou nudged his mother's shoulder as he whispered, "Mommy, guess what sort of sadistic games daddy will come up for them!"
"I have no idea"—she shook her head blankly—"though I suppose it'll surely be something torturous to them!"
Even though the woman lowered her volume to the bare minimum, due to them sitting opposite of each other, Hua Jin inadvertently heard what she had said, loud and clear.
Physical punishment, please!
I'm all for physical punishment!
I'd rather do push-ups than play the sick and twisted game set by this man!
Sure enough, his conjecture was proven right the next second when Mu Yazhe announced the rules of the tissue paper game.
