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"How come my son is so well-behaved?"
"Because I'm mom's son, so I have to be good."
He knew that it wasn't easy for his mom, Little Demon Rong, to raise him alone. She had suffered a lot in the past, so he had to be very good, especially good, and not make Little Demon Rong worry.
"And grandma, I can't make grandma worry either."
His sweet words sent a warm current flowing through Rong Yan's heart, making it feel hot; she almost got teary-eyed. Rong Yan pinched his cheek again and then pushed him to go brush his teeth and wash his face.
By the time the two had finished washing up, breakfast was already prepared in the dining room.
Gu Ming had arrived early in the morning.
Seeing the two, he immediately greeted them, "Miss Rong, Young Master, good morning."
"Morning."
"Uncle, good morning." Li Duidui obediently sat down next to Rong Yan and picked up his spoon.
