The little boy blinked, looking up at Yan Xu with an confused expression.
"Why? Mommy said that I can decide things on my own!"
The little boy, who had been taught to be independent from a young age, didn't think what he did was wrong, though he noticed Mommy was upset. So, when he voiced it out, he inevitably felt wronged.
Yan Xu gently ruffled the little boy's soft hair, considered his words for a short while, and then seriously spoke.
"Baby boy, this matter isn't just about you. You're Daddy's and Mommy's son, Grandpa's and Grandma's grandson. That's a fact that can never be changed."
Although Yan Xu had improved and deepened his relationship with his son recently, he hardly ever explicitly taught him anything.
Because, in his opinion, their son already seemed more sensible than him sometimes.
So, now that he had to explain this big life concept to his son, he had to think about his choice of words to ensure that his son fully understood, without leading him astray.
