An Ning nodded. "I do like him."
"I knew you liked him a lot, so you always try to speak well of him. Mom, stop it, I really don't want to hear it." Yu Ziqian said very defensively. "Get out!"
"Qianqian..." An Ning called out.
"Don't call me, I really want to sleep!" Little Qianqian covered himself with the blanket again, refusing any communication with his mother.
An Ning stared at the little guy and said, "Mo Ang is a good person. I believe he can be a good father to you. Whether you're willing or not, I hope you can communicate well with him, otherwise it'll be awkward for both of you."
After speaking, An Ning didn't care about the little guy's emotions anymore and walked out of the room.
So selfish at such a young age, worried that his stepdad would treat him poorly, and then throwing tantrums and sulking in silence, such a character really drives her crazy.
If it's not corrected now, it'll be the same when he grows up. Won't that be disastrous!
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