Ling Sheng looked at her father's irritable backview and held back her laughter. She deliberately drawled, "Mommy will take it to him."
After Xiaoqi flushed the toilet, his face blushed as he dashed out of the washroom and threw himself at Ling Sheng. He hugged her thigh, feeling too ashamed to face anyone.
He had just… done that in front of Uncle Jun. Did Uncle Jun dislike him now?
Upon seeing her son's unbelievably red face, Ling Sheng squatted in front of him and whispered, "What's wrong?"
Xiaoqi was very worried. In a small voice, he asked, "Mommy, does Uncle Jun not like Xiaoqi anymore?"
Upon seeing the child's shy look, Ling Sheng shook her head. "No."
Xiaoqi bent down beside her ear. "Mommy, can Xiaoqi stay in the afternoon? I won't disturb your studies. I'll be good and read my book."
Ling Sheng nodded. "Okay."
