Lin Zhen watched everything with his arms crossed but he was really wondering if he was still stuck with a bunch of kids. Who would say these men were all in their late twenties? Even the youngest was in his mid-twenties. And yet, they were acting like middle schoolers. It was a real headache for him.
But he was also quite content with the fact that at least their fights were limited to this and there was no jealousy or infighting between them. It saved him a lot of distress but the headache that was in his fate was still there.
"Are you done, kids?" he spoke out.
"No, mom!"
Lin Zhen gave them a glare when they shouted that but he was quite helpless against it either.
"Attention!"
"Mom is angry, everyone. Be serious," said Fang Yiwen.
"Yiwen, you want me to take away your favorite headphones?"
Fang Yiwen rolled his eyes and muttered, "See? Isn't this exactly what mothers do?"
