Lin Haoran said quite indignantly, "No matter how old I am, I'm still your son!"
"But whether you're my son or not, you're still a boy!" Lin Xiangwan copied her son's tone, speaking pitifully.
"Woo woo..."
Lin Haoran was on the verge of tears.
Qin Yutong laughed. "Haoran, can you stop pretending? I believe that in a few years, you won't like us anymore - neither your mother nor me!"
"No!" Lin Haoran continued protesting. "You and Mom betrayed me!"
"If you don't believe it, we'll wait and see!" Qin Yutong finished speaking with a laugh, then issued a notice to leave. "Alright, you can leave now. Your mother and I need to sleep!"
"Yes!" Lin Xiangwan nodded. "Remember to close the door for your mother on your way out!"
They lay on the big bed, each with a separate pillow and blanket, leaving no room for him.
He could only leave pitifully.
