Elly Campbell: "..."
Little William lifted his eyes and glanced at Elly Campbell before saying, "Elly, sit quietly to one side, this is a contest of men. I'm now the commander-in-chief of the Taylor Army; how can I be distracted on the battlefield?"
"Exactly, sis, William is now the commander of the forces, not your three-year-old son."
Elly Campbell: "..."
You can't possibly imagine that your opponent is just a three-year-old child.
Elly Campbell seldom interfered with William; in principle, she had considerable respect for the child. So, until William finished the game, she really sat quietly on the sofa beside him like a chicken, waiting for him to finish.
A moment later, William put down his phone and walked towards Elly Campbell. "Mommy, do you have something you want to talk to me about?"
Elly Campbell was startled, not expecting the little fellow to be so sensitive. Staring at his face, which greatly resembled Adam Jones', and after hesitating for a moment, she nodded.
