Li Beijue's expression was solemn, his grip on the cellphone in his hand unconsciously tightening.
He had been completely played by those two rascals, and he hadn't noticed at all!
Taking a deep breath, the rage within him churned continuously, with no outlet to vent.
"Hello? Why aren't you saying anything? What exactly is the child's temperament like?"
The puzzled voice of Gu Ruohan came from the other end of the phone.
Li Beijue casually deflected, "It's nothing, just a bit naughty, somewhat difficult to discipline."
Gu Ruohan immediately laughed it off, not caring at all, "What's the problem with being a little naughty? It's normal for boys of this age to be mischievous. It's good for Yanbao to spend more time with him; maybe he'll become livelier, which is a good thing."
