After bring out her big gun, it was no doubt that she had conquered her mother. Finally Wang Hua joined her husband, as they both agreed to let Zhao Youyue continue her violin lessons.
Wang Hua rubbed her eyes while saying this, "If you cannot persist this time, there will never be another chance for you. I will contact the best violin teacher in this district. Luckily, your mum still has quite the influence since I am a famous writer… Hey, little sloth, why are you looking at my eyes. Don't misunderstand, it's only sand in my eyes."
"There's no sand in the house." Zhao Youyue could not help but to say it out.
"You're so noisy! Aren't you annoying! When I say there is, there is. Come come! Get over here!"
"Ah?"
Zhao Youyue walked towards her mum like an idiot. As a result, she was hugged by her mother. Het mum was pinching her face and touching all over her body…
"Old mama, you…"
